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22nd bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person/video] [backdated to morning]
[After a REALLY shitty past couple of weeks, and his usual method of venting (beating people up) didn't really fly well during prison week, Hayato had taken a surrogate: his bedroom.]
[The feed came on with a crash as the blackberry is dropped to the floor. There's the sound of something crashing against the walls. For a brief moment Hayato ckmes on screen, bedside table in his hands mid-throw, and not even a moment after he disappears from off screen there's the sound of breaking wood as he throws it at the wall.
After a few more minutes of pounding and crashing noises, part of the teen can be seen again, only this time he is holding his work table, and with surprisingly good form he pegs that sucker right out his window. Unfortunately for him, it sets off that wonderful little bomb trap he had set on his window. Both Hayato and the blackberry are blown back against the wall, but the damage is minimal. He has replaced the charge to something weaker to prevent his room from getting blown into oblivion AGAIN.
Hayato simply sits there for a moment, breathing heavily and just looking at the damage. Oddly enough it felt good... and nothing was on fire. Window looked to have seen better days though. The teen lets out a content sigh and just flops onto his side, all is well and good until he spots the blackberry... and that it's on. He pushes himself up again and growls, grabbing the device and giving it a half-assed throw across the room.
NOW all was well and good....
other than... you know... his room being a wreck.]
[The feed came on with a crash as the blackberry is dropped to the floor. There's the sound of something crashing against the walls. For a brief moment Hayato ckmes on screen, bedside table in his hands mid-throw, and not even a moment after he disappears from off screen there's the sound of breaking wood as he throws it at the wall.
After a few more minutes of pounding and crashing noises, part of the teen can be seen again, only this time he is holding his work table, and with surprisingly good form he pegs that sucker right out his window. Unfortunately for him, it sets off that wonderful little bomb trap he had set on his window. Both Hayato and the blackberry are blown back against the wall, but the damage is minimal. He has replaced the charge to something weaker to prevent his room from getting blown into oblivion AGAIN.
Hayato simply sits there for a moment, breathing heavily and just looking at the damage. Oddly enough it felt good... and nothing was on fire. Window looked to have seen better days though. The teen lets out a content sigh and just flops onto his side, all is well and good until he spots the blackberry... and that it's on. He pushes himself up again and growls, grabbing the device and giving it a half-assed throw across the room.
NOW all was well and good....
other than... you know... his room being a wreck.]
Re: [Video]
[If that wasn't already PAINFULLY obvious by the way his room looks like a tornado hit it...]
So it's happening to you too?
[Video]
And of course, your company would be pleasant [Look, look, it ain't a lie!] I'm at the beginning of the forest, close to the lake.
[Yup, about where they'd been as the Manor vanished. Ryuutaro hadn't made his camp there for nothing, it was about his favourite place]
Re: [Video]
[He pushes himself up off the ground and grabs his notebook and a pen. If Ryuutaro did nod off, he would at least have something to do. And working on his formulas relaxed him. It was something solid, they always made sense. There was no grey area with them, either they were right or they were wrong. He starts walking out of the manor... and he passes his worktable once he gets outside. He looked from the table to the charred remains of his window... then he light a cigarette and continues walking. Table was broken. So their probably wasn't much point in lugging the thing back to his room.
He continues on to their little camp, waving casually as Ryuutaro comes into sight.]
Hey.
[In Person]
Good morning.
Re: [In Person]
[Hayato walks over, still has a bit of a limp, and his ass-beating probably did nothing to help that, and takes a seat next to Ryuutaro. To make up for not being able to physically be there for his friend in the cell, Hayato puts his arm around the younger boy's shoulders, and gives on a squeeze with his hand]
Glad you're doin' better.
[In Person]
Thank you for getting me out a bit longer. Even though I do still think it was completely reckless.
Re: [In Person]
It was worth it.
[And he takes his arm off of Ryuutaro]
I've pulled worse stunts anyway.
[And he leans back and sighs, after his tantrum with his room he couldn't help but feel tired and lethargic. Lack of food probably didn't help either. Hopefully he would be able to get something down now though. He was feeling a bit better after playing demolition man.]
[In Person]
[The thing with the zombie for example...]
And I don't think I will ever really get used to it.
Re: [In Person]
He shrugs a bit.]
Don't worry about it, I'm not allowed to die. Tenth said so.
[Because believe it or not Ryuutaro, he used to be worse... so much worse...]
[In Person]
[Uhm... he didn't actually want to say that so... so... straight-forward.]
Re: [In Person]
I... don't get it...
[Oh shit... did he just say that out loud?!]
[In Person]
Me neither. It's confusing.
[...this was getting creepy.]
Re: [In Person]
then a brilliant change of subject pops into his mind, to stop this awkward silence]
Hey, you said you wanted me to teach you how to defend yourself right? Think you're up for it now?
[In Person]
I'm not sure. I still feel weak after the last days..
[This was really annoying Ryuutaro. He didn't want to admit things like that!]
... so this is this week's plot, isn't it? Not letting us say what we want to say?
Re: [In Person]
[and there's that hand on your shoulder again Ryuutaro.... looks like you're not the only one worrying]
...Looks that way... [He sighs in irritation] this is gunna suck...
[In Person]
[Ryuutaro sighs]
But compared to some of the other things we had it's really, really harmless.
Re: [In Person]
[Hayato brings a knee up to his chest and rests his elbow on it]
There's just... a lot of stuff I don't want people to know... I'd rather have dangerous plot then something like this... at least then I can make myself useful.
[In Person]
[That is, if it was the truth what the other Hayato had said when he mentioned he remembered trusting Ryuutaro. And yes, Ryuutaro wants to know.]
Re: [In Person]
[He smiles a bit... he would... probably hang around Ryuutaro the majority of the week for this very reason, but not even Ryuutaro knew everything.]
...but there's still stuff you don't know either....
[GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! Hayato's face goes pale. Oh god, please don't ask what, PLEASE don't ask what! If Ryuutaro heard about what he did to that Dean guy... or how pathetic he really knew he was... he... he didn't know how the other boy would take it. Hayato never made friend easily... friendship was usually some forced upon him... and he didn't want to lose one of his only friends in this shit hole...]
[In Person]
Ryuutaro tilts his head, closed fan in front of his own mouth]
... what are you afraid of?
Re: [In Person]
[He tries to bite it back as much as he can. He turns his face away and shuts his eyes, preparing for the blurt out that was definitely going to happen]
Idon'twantyoutofindouthowworthlessscumbagIamandabandonmetoo!
[The teen bites his lip, and his whole body is so tense that his shoulders are shaking. Damnit! Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why did he have to ask that of all things? He just said he trusted him! Why couldn't he just trust Hayato with what he didn't need to know! He needed to keep something to himself. What if he asked something else next? Hayato immediately gets to his feet, back still turned to Ryuutaro]
I-I need to go now... I-I-I don't feel well.
[which is true. He's been feeling ill the past few weeks, and now he can feel his stomach churning up again... oh god please just let him keep down one fucking meal today...]
[In Person]
[Ryuutaro stands up as well, reaching out for Hayato's sleeve, afraid that he'll run from him any moment]
Do you seriously think I'd abandon you just like that? It's a bit disappointing, honestly.
[This truth-need was really getting in the way now. He didn't want to say anything negative, but he just couldn't leave his feelings about this out, which was making it extremely difficult]
I'm not a horrible person like that [Don'tsayitdon'tsayit] ...m-most of the time at least... [... Nnngh, no, this really shouldn't have been said out loud. Nobody should know he was actually ashamed for something.]
Re: [In Person]
My own family abandoned me! I was on the streets for four years and no one wanted me! Even the Ninth Vongola boss doesn't trust me! Of course I think you would leave me too!
[and he just stood there, frozen in horror at what he had just said. He had to leave. He couldn't... trust Ryuutaro not to ask anything else now. He pulls his arm from Ryuutaro's grip and stumbles back a little, trying to get the feeling back in his legs]
I.... I really n-need to go now.... p-please... j-just let me go....
[In Person]
[The reply came almost a bit too fast, this honesty is frightening Ryuutaro a bit as well, but there's not really a possibility for going back or holding back now]
If I let you leave now what assurance do I have that you ever come back?
[It was a bit difficult to explain, but when Hayato was like this Ryuutaro always had a feeling he'd just cut off every bond and disappear.]
... and that's f-fr-frightening me.
[All the things he'd never say out loud. All of them. The things he himself hid from himself most of the time. Why was this happening? It was creepy]
Re: [In Person]
[How could Ryuutaro be frightened? What did he have to lose? He was a fortune teller and worth so much more then Hayato could ever dream to be. Hayato wasn't even asking him anything... Hayato was spewing forth all his deepest guarded secrets.
The teen suddenly grimaced, and his face goes another shade paler. His hands fold over his stomach, all this stress had aggravated his already temperamental stomach. He sways a bit and stumbles back, looking around for a tree or something to hold on to.]
Ryuutaro... I... I need to go... I'm going to be sick again....
[...and he just had to say "again"...]
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[In Person] Lol, this somehow made me cry XD"