Suitedreams: Aikawa

[battling]

You're a lizard forever

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[battling]

HEY! FINISH THE RACE!

[decaptych]

[ :PANIK: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He's going to fucking RIDE THE SHIT OUT OF THIS MOTORCYCLE RAINBOW ROAD??? And apparently he almost eats shit a couple of times but ultimately he will... ride out this race. Across the finish line...

And then spat back out into the hallway. PIKAGASP. He immediately straightens and looks around. ]

Bradley!

[battling]

[Uuugh.

He is propped up against the wall and looking out of it.]

[decaptych]

[ GRABS HIS SHOULDERS and steadies him he is actually legitimately concerned. ]

You okay?

[battling]

Feel awful.

[Grabs onto his arms for balance.]

[decaptych]

Yeah, fucking no shit. Were you just falling the entire time I had to keep driving?

[ The race part was wild in its own aspect but nothing like fucking FREEFALLING FOREVER. ]

[battling]

I dunno, but it felt like it.

[ It might feel like he's in a crash but he's free of all injuries. ]

Weird fucking door.

[decaptych]

Could be worse. Could be hell again, right?

Need some water?

[battling]

I never wanna be anywhere that hot ever again.

[He's not made for temperatures over "chilly"]

Yeah.

[decaptych]

Yeah yeah, does bitching about things you hate more make you feel better yet?

[ He's not being mean he's just trying to get his mind off of that. ]

[battling]

I hate Mithra 'n the twins too.

[Grumble grumble, but he doesn't seem to be quite as miserable looking.]

[decaptych]

Yeah yeah, get it all out buddy. Dunno about this Mithra though, you've complained a lot about Owen and the ghost gramps.

[battling]

I've definitely complained about Mithra. He's the one with the foot chocolate and eats whatever you put in front of him.

[decaptych]

With the fucking what.

I would probably remember a pair of words like 'foot chocolate' right.

[battling]

[thinking....]

I told Riku that, not you.

[decaptych]

Yeah! Fucking figures! I would totally remember foot chocolate, right?!

[battling]

[Looks at him and thinks about his brain problems...

Pats his head.]

[decaptych]

[ Is pet. He stares at him. ]

The fuck's this for?

[battling]

Don't worry about it.

[He's fine!]

[decaptych]

Well, now I'm worried 'cause you said that!

[battling]

My mind's off of the dumb cars.

[decaptych]

Huh! Least we got something out of it. Can't believe you fell off so fast...

[battling]

Don't got that kinda thing back home.

[decaptych]

It still literally took you like, two seconds.

[battling]

I'm not goin' back in.