Yusuke "shibari is an art form" Kitagawa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fabrefactions) wrote2017-08-26 12:53 pm
fabrefactions) wrote2017-08-26 12:53 pm
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[ The irony is...
the never used the rifle.
Yusuke takes the jacket and turns it over in his hands a little cautiously, avoiding the spikes everywhere on the sleeves and... what even is this jacket. Heck. ]
I have no idea. I haven't seen it in any of my memories, and it doesn't even match what the other me usually wears.
the never used the rifle.
Yusuke takes the jacket and turns it over in his hands a little cautiously, avoiding the spikes everywhere on the sleeves and... what even is this jacket. Heck. ]
I have no idea. I haven't seen it in any of my memories, and it doesn't even match what the other me usually wears.
Your phrasing should be clearer, to avoid confusion and a lack of clarity. Are you saying you've seen memories through your father's eyes before?
[ Yusuke.......... Use the gun.
Unlike fox friend, Akira is kind of petting the spikes like they're massaging his palms. It kind of feels nice since they're not actually pointy. ]
I don't remember this jacket, either. [ Hm. ] Try it on? I'll go get my box, too.
[ Let him shimmy to their room. He'll be back. ]
Unlike fox friend, Akira is kind of petting the spikes like they're massaging his palms. It kind of feels nice since they're not actually pointy. ]
I don't remember this jacket, either. [ Hm. ] Try it on? I'll go get my box, too.
[ Let him shimmy to their room. He'll be back. ]
[ Point to where he was incorrect, mister "she's not my dad". ]
... That's possible? Seeing a memory directly through someone else's eyes, instead of just generally or through your own?
... That's possible? Seeing a memory directly through someone else's eyes, instead of just generally or through your own?
[ Akira............ what if he doesn't want to.
Yusuke turns the jacket back and forth, looking more and more confused. When Akira shuffles off the sofa and to their room, Yusuke stands up and tugs the jacket on. It... fits him. Which is still weird.
But it doesn't feel uncomfortable, just... odd. ]
Yusuke turns the jacket back and forth, looking more and more confused. When Akira shuffles off the sofa and to their room, Yusuke stands up and tugs the jacket on. It... fits him. Which is still weird.
But it doesn't feel uncomfortable, just... odd. ]
[ You shoot the toy gun or die.
Akira comes back with his box which feels a bit heftier than Yusukeās, but his eyes glint when he sees his friend fit it on. It... Hm. Akira stands in the living room, box under one arm and other hand stroking his chin as if appraising Art. ]
It actually doesnāt look bad on you.
[ ... ]
Not that itās 100% like you.
Akira comes back with his box which feels a bit heftier than Yusukeās, but his eyes glint when he sees his friend fit it on. It... Hm. Akira stands in the living room, box under one arm and other hand stroking his chin as if appraising Art. ]
It actually doesnāt look bad on you.
[ ... ]
Not that itās 100% like you.
[ That is rude. Yusuke Kitagawa chooses neither.
Appraise away, it boosts his ego. Or would if he realised Akira was admiring. ]
... !
[ Oh hello again. ]
It's... perhaps without the spikes I would be more likely to wear it? But this is notably strange, design wise.
Appraise away, it boosts his ego. Or would if he realised Akira was admiring. ]
... !
[ Oh hello again. ]
It's... perhaps without the spikes I would be more likely to wear it? But this is notably strange, design wise.
I think so, too... Wouldnāt you be too conscious to sit down?
[ He goes to take his rightful spot in on the couch, still staring at the spikes. Cool, but strange, indeed. Crossing his legs by the ankles, he leans back and leaves his box (itās a bit bigger than Yusukeās) between them. ]
Time to find out. Also, you can open mine.
[ He goes to take his rightful spot in on the couch, still staring at the spikes. Cool, but strange, indeed. Crossing his legs by the ankles, he leans back and leaves his box (itās a bit bigger than Yusukeās) between them. ]
Time to find out. Also, you can open mine.
It'd be concerned about damaging the furniture. Do you suppose they could tear, or...?
[ Maybe he could go on a rampage, with just his jacket in hand?
...
But first, opening this parcel. What's he going to find inside, Akira-nyan? ]
[ Maybe he could go on a rampage, with just his jacket in hand?
...
But first, opening this parcel. What's he going to find inside, Akira-nyan? ]
[ His full Persona 5 Dancing Star Night default outfit. From some parts of his school uniform, to the red gloves... and the hip hop shoes. Akira is focused on the spikes, though. Touching them again, he gauges how bad it would be for their furniture. ]
It should be fine since our couch isnāt leather. The spikes donāt that sharp at allāas long as no one just abruptly drags you across it, anyway.
It should be fine since our couch isnāt leather. The spikes donāt that sharp at allāas long as no one just abruptly drags you across it, anyway.
[ What a stylish man you are, Akira. Even down to the hip hop shoes. Are you going to do a fashion show? ]
I will do my best not to turn quickly, just in case.
... Oh, this looks like a very comfortable outfit.
I will do my best not to turn quickly, just in case.
... Oh, this looks like a very comfortable outfit.
Some of this looks familiar? The trousers and jacket... I feel like I've seen it before in memories.
[ Yusuke is tugging out the t-shirt now and holding it up thoughtfully. ]
[ Yusuke is tugging out the t-shirt now and holding it up thoughtfully. ]
It's quite sleek looking. Pair the uniform with a shirt and it looks smart, but add the tshirt...
[ He steps back, framing the uniform with his hands. ]
It looks sharp but stylishly casual.
[ He steps back, framing the uniform with his hands. ]
It looks sharp but stylishly casual.
[... This is probably gonna be a disaster.
It's the first thought that crosses Sanji's mind by the time he's at Yusuke's door one Sunday afternoon, openly scowling like it's dared to show him the future in all of its ugly glory. Call it defeatist, but to him? Life dishes out hard lessons for a reason. Who in their right mind wouldn't want to avoid a mess -- and in his case, keep his relationship with Yusuke casual and friendly instead of delving into the shit show that ends up being his love life?
... Which at this point is him marrying himself to his soured pride; a fact he can admit to, if only grudgingly. Yusuke gave him plenty of opportunities to back out, including last weekend, but Sanji refused, so... time to buck up already.
Besides, he reminds himself while knocking his knuckles against the door, wiping his expression into neutral -- it's a date, not a torture session.]
It's the first thought that crosses Sanji's mind by the time he's at Yusuke's door one Sunday afternoon, openly scowling like it's dared to show him the future in all of its ugly glory. Call it defeatist, but to him? Life dishes out hard lessons for a reason. Who in their right mind wouldn't want to avoid a mess -- and in his case, keep his relationship with Yusuke casual and friendly instead of delving into the shit show that ends up being his love life?
... Which at this point is him marrying himself to his soured pride; a fact he can admit to, if only grudgingly. Yusuke gave him plenty of opportunities to back out, including last weekend, but Sanji refused, so... time to buck up already.
Besides, he reminds himself while knocking his knuckles against the door, wiping his expression into neutral -- it's a date, not a torture session.]
Edited 2018-03-11 07:57 (UTC)
[ Good to see that Sanjiās going into this with a sense of positivity and excitement.
It would be nice if, when Yusuke opens the door, Sanji didnāt look more like he was about to attend his own funeral instead of what should hopefully be a pleasant enough day at the very least. It really instills confidence in a person.
He looks a little thoughtful, before leaning in the door frame with a slight frown. ]
If you are still in need of a āget out of jail freeā card I will do my best not to be offended.
[ Real good start guys. Keep it up. ]
It would be nice if, when Yusuke opens the door, Sanji didnāt look more like he was about to attend his own funeral instead of what should hopefully be a pleasant enough day at the very least. It really instills confidence in a person.
He looks a little thoughtful, before leaning in the door frame with a slight frown. ]
If you are still in need of a āget out of jail freeā card I will do my best not to be offended.
[ Real good start guys. Keep it up. ]
[Yusuke better know by now what he signed up for. It was not, unfortunately, a date with a guy who blows rainbows up anyone's ass, including his own.
... That comment, though. Sanji ticks up a brow, looking crossed between amused and exasperated.]
I got dressed for this, of course I'm not backing out.
[In the usual vest + tie + slack combo. Sanji, truly a one-trick pony.]
Oi, let's hurry up. We're already late.
... That comment, though. Sanji ticks up a brow, looking crossed between amused and exasperated.]
I got dressed for this, of course I'm not backing out.
[In the usual vest + tie + slack combo. Sanji, truly a one-trick pony.]
Oi, let's hurry up. We're already late.
[ At least Yusuke has some variety in his wardrobe. But... well then. ]
You could look a little less like this a trip to the gallows.
[ But he sounds less annoyed and more amused, so probably nothing to worry about. He steps out and shuts the door behind him, giving Sanji a curious look. ]
Late? [ But this is the time they were supposed to meet, wasn't it? ]
You could look a little less like this a trip to the gallows.
[ But he sounds less annoyed and more amused, so probably nothing to worry about. He steps out and shuts the door behind him, giving Sanji a curious look. ]
Late? [ But this is the time they were supposed to meet, wasn't it? ]
[Lord, Yusuke, that outfit makes you look even taller.
... Doesn't stop Sanji's eyes from appreciatively roaming a couple of seconds before he turns away, nodding towards their front.]
Well, not late, but shit's probably in full swing.
Hope you don't mind a short walk.
[Because HAHAHAHA to perhaps everyone's surprise, Sanji does not own a car. Those bastards are expensive, heck no.]
... Doesn't stop Sanji's eyes from appreciatively roaming a couple of seconds before he turns away, nodding towards their front.]
Well, not late, but shit's probably in full swing.
Hope you don't mind a short walk.
[Because HAHAHAHA to perhaps everyone's surprise, Sanji does not own a car. Those bastards are expensive, heck no.]
No.
[ He's still looking at the shirt thoughtfully. ]
Not seriously. It's interesting though, and an art in and of itself.
[ He's still looking at the shirt thoughtfully. ]
Not seriously. It's interesting though, and an art in and of itself.
Walking is my main form of transportation, so no. I don't mind. [ Besides, uh. He and cars are... not the greatest of friends. Not at all. ]
Where are we going? [ Because he knew the time, and the date, but that was about it. Is it supposed to be a surprise? ]
Where are we going? [ Because he knew the time, and the date, but that was about it. Is it supposed to be a surprise? ]
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