tabularasa_rp | (open) can't hold on or life won't change

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What?

(None of what she has said made a hint of sense.)

[Noct looks over at Ren, fighting to keep down his own laughter.]

Yeah, I, uh... it was in one of our art history books, and it was definitely less... um...

[Whatever he had been about to say gets lost in a snort of a laugh - and then he has to turn around, too, very carefully not looking at either the statue or Ren.]

Edited 2020-10-07 01:19 (UTC)

Don't look at me to make sense. Legion's memory is all in binary and I don't know how to compress the file space in my brain... I don't even know how file space applies to my brain or what compressing a memory even means!

You try having a robot's memories in your head when you didn't know what a computer was before you got here!

[If Ren's expecting a flirty oh yeah~? in response to being shut down, Akechi's from the wrong semester for that. He just gets a smirk and a quirk of his eyebrow as his gaze turns to Ren.]

Ethics and morality? [he echoes, in a tone that implies that he doesn't much care for either of those things, actually.] What a strange argument to make for something as simple as alcohol. Unless you're trying to argue that it's unethical to go against Tifa-san's wishes?

[His gaze shifts to Blue, brow furrowing at the mention of Ren fixing his face, before returning to the original topic.]

In any case, I'm not interested, thank you. I prefer to remain in control of my mental facilities at all times, and alcohol doesn't lend itself well to that. I simply meant that if you were willing to teach me, I'd be willing to assist you in serving it.

(He is not! He wants to be a brat, is all. :) Ah, but it's a good argument that Akechi is not seeing, on whether it's ok to let the ones still in development engage without limitation when knowing the damage it can do in the long run. He's saving it for another time.)

I'll tell you later. (You know. At (temporarily) home. At Blue's comment, he frowns himself, what's wrong with his f--, oh. There are glasses missing, he notices.

Ren reaches to his pocket, taking the accessory back to his face.)

Edited 2020-10-07 03:46 (UTC)

Hah! I sure don't, [As if it wasn't obvious, Blue. At one time he worried the same as Akechi- the loss of control, the inability to prevent advantage being taken of him, but at some point, well...]

[Things changed. Though he doesn't think that Akechi's way of thinking is wrong, exactly.]

I was gonna teach Ren-chan, too, but since it's a no-no, I guess you guys'll just have to watch without tasting or touching, huh? Kind of a tease, isn't it.

[He grins at the both of them, finishing his check to lean on the counter, chin in hand.] You two are in a pretty decent mood, huh?

...

[At the mention of his mood, Akechi's face smooths immediately into something neutral and impassive. Like Blue's just ruined his good mood immediately by pointing it out.]

Aren't we always? Recent events notwithstanding, it does no one any good to simply... stew.

I can mix. (After all, he has spent a long time with Tifa, with not much to do but watch, and back home at Crossroads bar as well. Both told him he couldn't pick up the booze, but alas. He can learn by observation, can't he?

Blue talks, grin plastered on his face and Ren, who naively did not expect the change in subject, just leaves out a huh? before he processes it. Ah.)

Glad the nightmare is over, I guess.

Uhn-hnmmmm..... [Blue lofts a delicate brow and leans off the counter slowly, casually reaching for a glass to start cleaning them for his serving shift.]

I hope you kept in mind all the advice that I gave you, boys....

[It doesn't matter if it was asked for!! It's important health information!!]

(Oh no nononononono... He recognizes the voice coming from behind him immediately, having heard it for what felt like months, and now this is less hilarious and much more awkward than he expected. Error 404, Ren freezes, set on not turning around until he feels his composure return to his body.)

It was like this when I got here. (The usual deep voice cracks a little.

Is this an "I'm a dad", embarrassed brain moment? Sort of.)

(Definitely less... Ren needs to breathe, Noct... Not that the other can see, them back to back to one another, but he wipes off a single laughter tear with the back of his hand.)

You're right... It was... (It was what? Not a mushroom? Not this big? Not even pink? Why is it so pink? He cannot stop laughing, don't enable him!!!)

[He takes the invite and walks up to check out the view. He crosses his arms over his chest and gives a low whistle. It's impressive here. It reminds him so much of the city he knows. Except way more colourful.]

The stations I know aren't as fancy, I guess. Do you know a lot about this place?

[He can't help it okay!?]

[He's practically gasping when he goes on.] Oh, Six, um... I don't really remember seeing this many mushrooms...

[He stops, clearing his throat.] But I mean, I guess it's kind of on the sign...

[Oh help.]

[Does she believe him? Hmmm...]

Was it now?

[She doesn't bother to hide the skepticism in her voice, because this is definitely something a teenager would do and find funny. Or a very immature adult... something she wonders about when she thinks of a few of the boys around the Void... They'd all think this is hilarious.

Tifa catches the cracking in Ren's voice, and folds her arms. Either he's embarrassed, or she's caught him in the act!]

Alright, so how long have you been standing here admiring it?

[It's a, uh... very impressive mushroom.]

[ in true leo tsukinaga glory, ren will find a piece of paper slipped underneath his apartment door with the following:

It's time!!!!
~~Yumenosaki~~ Shibumenosaki or whatever! That one room with the piano!
I'm waiting, Ren ♪

gasp. it's a shoe locker love letter... surely ren won't leave this mysterious admirer waiting, right? whenever he does make his way there, leo will have candles and dinner waiting--

--no, no, ren's just gonna hear the sound of skillful piano music playing through the hallways if sound decides to work properly. and when ren opens the door... surprise, there's leo, sitting at the piano, his hands dancing along the keys and singing along to his song.

who knows how long he's been waiting? time doesn't matter here, after all.

either way, leo doesn't quite notice ren's entrance, so he's still playing away regardless. sorry for his rudeness, phantom thief. ]

Stop laughing... (He pleads between chuckles, forearms on his stomach, so that Ren can stop it himself. This is not helping!! Finally, he turns, taking off his glasses to rub his eyes for a second. His back is turned to the statue now, he will not fall into this trap again.)

I was not expecting this when I first got here...

That can't be the only memory you've gotten, though.

(He looks shocked, to say the least... He would never have expected this to have been a reality, but alas, it makes sense, doesn't it?

He simply reaches for his pocket, taking a standard smartphone that, for some reason glows as all that should in the Void does, but doesn't turn on.)

I've showed you this, right?

(Ren doesn't recognize him at all - if he has been to the cafebar, it would most likely be during Blue's shift rather than Ren's own.)

I know that it looks similar enough to Shibuya Station to recognize it. (But he doesn't expect Zack to know what he is talking about at this point. He knows better.)

I'm Ren Amamiya. You are...?

(And of course, she doesn't believe him! To be quite honest, it is something Ren would absolutely do should someone play his cards right to convince him into it.

Honestly? It wouldn't be that hard.

Add a touch of doubt about his thieving skills here, a little challenging there, and Ren would absolutely place it there without a second thought. Too competitive, too intense... But it wasn't him!

And then she says "admiring", and if he wasn't red as a tomato before, he surely is now.)

I wasn't and I didn't do it.

Edited 2020-10-09 13:48 (UTC)

[Tifa leans in, real close, to get a good look at his face as it turns red, her own cheeks still a little flushed from her own embarrassment earlier, and when she levels her eyes with his, she lets them narrow. Silently, she looks as if she's drilling a hole right in the center of his forehead with her judgement before she bursts into a fit of giggles.]

You're gonna have to work on that, [she says between laughs.] Getting flustered isn't a good look. Makes you look guilty as charged.

Well duh, of course not. There was that jaunt in the Casino Royale I remember having from somewhere.

[She was doing him the decency of not saying it was his memory even though she was grinning at him oh so smugly as she said it resting her chin on her knuckles in the process.]

I got to see Aerith deck a guy with a chair too. So, I've had some... weird ones, but not like Legion's. I'm still trying... I understand it, but I don't?

(Absolutely stunned. His eyes goggle and his mouth opens a little in complete disbelief. He believes Aerith to be the sweetest thing, so...

No??)

They are a robot, after all.

[Yep. Secretly a total badass. She had seen it in Tifa's memories. She was still trying to figure out how to bring it up to Aerith.]

Yeah. And they're the first one I've ever met. They're hard to 'get,' but I like them. And it's really hard to be jealous of them. Trust me. I've triiiiied.

Why would you even try? I thought you were glad you weren't as much.

(Oh, there he goes.)

Because it's hard not to be 'me?' I've stopped trying since we met. But I tried at first. [Ahem] Remember. This isn't exactly easy for me. I usually think of reasons the first time I meet someone.

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