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[oculusriffs]

TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it


[want to get in touch with Dave? you can leave a TEXT, VOICE, or VIDEO message — or alternatively, he shouldn't be too hard to track down in person. it's a hunk of junk space house. in space. he's around here somewhere.]

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[oculusriffs]

Oh my god.

[why is Dave so desperate to make out with this guy again??? it sure is a mystery.]

[but he settles into his usual relaxed floating god position, when it actually occurs to him to be a relaxed floating god to begin with: legs crossed, elbow on one knee as he props his head up in his hand, cheek appropriately smushed— though he never seems to notice the outrageously squishy cheeks thing he has going on. and he’ll just. float there at eye level, then, watching Ryuji realize his inner Jedi.]

[his sound effect form could use some work.]

But, yeah. Aside from you, uh. Rescuin’ me that day, I was pretty much just flying around shoving stuck people out of whatever corner they got themselves jammed in.

[and laughing at them. but Dave leaves out that detail.]

[ryuji]

[Wow, this is a whole lot of zen coming from Dave, and he's mildly impressed at how he's really nailing that Yoda master thing down. Even more apt, considering Ryuji's going at it with a fluorescent light stick, but what can you do? Aside from the free arm tugging downward at the bottom of his shirt to see if his body comes down with it. He's highly interested in knowing whether or not his boyfriend can double as a basketball.

It's a really good question. Why would anyone be desperate to make out with him?]

See, that's one of the like, the bajillion things I like about you. Can't sit still while people are getting stuck in the corner like it's a really bad Unreal engine game.

[Or, the actual answer, that he has that innate need to help people when they're in need.

Sounds like the station is in some desperate need, too, and as much as he'd really, really... really want to just continue this date like the lights going out doesn't even matter at all, he figures they can't just Trek Wars train about in the observation deck. Which sucks, but what can you do, really?]

Guess we'll have to take a rain check on the kissin' thing. [Ryuji, don't mention it by NAME.] And maybe the date thing too. I'm thinkin' this place needs a jump start and I dunno anyone else who can pikaryu the shit out of things around here.

[And again he finds himself in a position of "just five more minutes would've been nice," which seems like a constant thing in the cosmic basketball game that is Ryuji getting clockblocked at every good opportune moment to have a moment of peace with Dave.]

[oculusriffs]

[pchooooo — there go all his hopes and dreams, deflating him like a balloon when the whole thing gets called off. which .... yeah, that’s still pretty apt, especially so as he straightens, feet finally settling on the floor. he’s a deflated Dave balloon that’s no longer floating.]

[it’s not anybody’s fault; it’s not like paying for the space utilities is in either of their realms of control. hell, it’ll most likely be funny as fuck later on, when they make it to round two or three or whatever dates they have that don’t end up in blackouts. and Dave’s not mad, either, just. deflated — it had been nice, even with the whole cow pie brouhaha. and he also has his nakodile brain that’s still nakking aggressively at him about why didn’t you just kiss him when you had the chance you dingus!! now that the nakodile brain knows the snogging’s officially been canceled.]

Yeah. All right. [he bites his lip, before settling his features down into the usual flat expression.]

What’re you gonna do exactly?

[ryuji]

[He doesn't really take it as mad either, but sort of disappointed? Literally grounded in the wake of everything getting pushed off to the side for a bit, and Ryuji has a hard time just letting things be. Even worse when there's that gut feeling in his stomach that he should try to make things a little better than they actually are. He used to get that same pang every time serious shit went down in his group of friends, and hung onto joking to lighten the mood.

Uh, well, he's out of jokes once he made his own trademark lightscimitar jokes, and honestly? He has no fucking clue where to begin with the electricity out, and it's equally hard to think of something when Dave's biting his lip like that? Like, what the fuck, his hormones are already staging a coup d'etat on him, complete with pointy sticks and effigies of Ryuji's modesty burning in protest. Hrm.]

Shit. Well. Kinda hard to know at this point. But I'm guessin' whatever's goin' on has to have something to do with the control room. So maybe start lookin' there.

[But first, he's going to wrap an arm around Dave's shoulder and resolve the deflated balloon in the air. Steadied by that, he'll turn his flashlight off for a second and just. Aim to plant a kiss on his cheek anyway.

Which, thank god for the lack of light so that he can't see that bright red face, but Ryuji's quick to let go afterward and step to the side to try and fade into the darkness, mysterious like and all.]

That is, if you can find me.

[oculusriffs]

What — [yeah, he got one of them squishy cheeks all right. but it's more like a quick kiss to Dave's cheekbone, since he was in he middle of turning his head to look in Ryuji's general direction. luckily, the shades are still on the top of his head, otherwise Ryuji would be smooching a pair of accessories right now.]

[............]

[okay, yeah, he'll definitely take it?? but it's a double-edged sword, a blade that both gave Dave what he wanted and just riled him up even more, especially when Ryuji backs off, leaving him standing there alone with nothing but his hormones and a scorched face.]

It won't be that tough to find you, you've got like only one volume setting. [he even sputters a little when he says it, the same way he did that one time Ryuji electro-mussed with his hair.]

And I'm gonna. Right after I fumble my way in the dark and dunk myself in the pool.

[which is to say ... congrats, dude, for making Dave have to go and take a cold shower.]

[ryuji]

[Dave's not WRONG about that, but it doesn't sit well with Ryuji, who bites back at him, providing a good idea of his location from his voice. Which... also defeats the purpose of the entire batman in the dark theme he has going for him.]

Oh, dude. It's gonna be all hells sort of tough to find me. I'm gonna vanish like a thief in the night.

[Okay, so he's not exactly that miffed about the entire thing, and the pool comment bounces on his head as it flies past him- because his instinct here is to...]

If you drown, I'm gonna kill you when you come back to li-





Oh.

[Heh.

Nice.

Ryuji feels pretty damn accomplished with that! And he'll start heading toward the doorway, turning his flashlight back on so that he doesn't whiff right into it face first. So much for his stealth roll. If the station's going to fuck up his date, though, he's determined enough to figure out a way to fix this shit. It was a pretty damn good date, all things considered.]