Suitedreams: Aikawa

[battling]

You're a lizard forever

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[decaptych]

[ He is standing at the doorway staring at Bradley just there, and after a short moment, sighs with some frustration. ]

You're not dead too, are you.

[battling]

[ He lifts a hand to be reassuring. He's not dead! Yet!

The way this is the farthest Bradley has ever made it in a murder game. ]

[decaptych]

[ It's only his second and he's only lived three days past it!! ]

Hm.

[ Well, that's good. He just glances around the room real quick. It's not like he really keeps anything here though... ]

[battling]

[That's pretty good! For him!

Bradley shifts around so he can look at Aikawa.]

You missin' something?

[decaptych]

I'm not. I'm just seeing if there's anything I left around. Least there's nothing knocked under your dumb couches.

[battling]

My couches are great.

[stop mean

He does gesture over at his shoes near the dresser, now they're all together again]

They came back.

[decaptych]

... Stupid bullshit hints.

[ Muttered to himself like the shoes did him a personal wrong. ]

I'm gonna go fuck off somewhere else tonight.

[battling]

Wasn't that helpful. [ He doesn't know what the fuck was up with that. (Because I wasn't around) ]

You know where to find me if ya need me.

[decaptych]

Barely. We figured it might mean the person responsible maybe used different shoes to frame, and I thought maybe the left shoe was because the person was left-handed. But there goes Bucky anyway.

[ He makes a noncommittal grunt of affirmation. ]

Get your stupid rest.

[battling]

[Thinks about how he had to kill him with his own shield and scowls to himself.

There really isn't anything to say.]

You too. 's been a long one.

[decaptych]

[ There's a longer pause here, and then he just makes a sound of frustration out loud. Ugh, FUCK. ]

Get your ass up, we're going for food after all.

[battling]

[He squints at him for a moment, but he is getting up.]

Don't go tellin' me what to do.

[His cat tail swishes.]

[decaptych]

Can it. Do you seriously think now's the time to be retaliating with that?

[battling]

[He clenches his jaw, and looks away.

But he is quiet.]

[decaptych]

If you didn't wanna go, you really can just say no.

[battling]

I wanna eat.

Today sucked.

[decaptych]

Let's fucking go. I think we made some deal about fried chicken and I forgot when that's supposed to be, but may as well cash it in today.

[battling]

I dunno, but I'm always ready to eat that.

[Bradley loves...... chicken!]

[decaptych]

I'm not gonna say not to, while the kitchen's still paying.

[battling]

[There's a little more pep in his step. Hungy.]

[decaptych]

[ They may seat and order fried chicken!!! And gyoza, fuck the charades he's moody. ]

[battling]

[He's digging in immediately.

Hungry... Sad.]

[decaptych]

Feeling better yet?

[battling]

Little bit.

[Food is so useful.]

[decaptych]

We need a morale booster.