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Oh, sweet. We got inked up. Yo, if we touch 'em you think that we get new outfits and super powers or something?

[Jokes aside, he thinks it's pretty cool looking. What a crazy night it's been- from realizing that Dave died, to getting ready to go to war over him, a mutual admittance to being in love with each others, magic paladins of time shenanigans, and now, matching tattoos. They don't do anything on the down low, do they?

He'll have to learn how to read the signs, too, put feelers out there to understand Dave's state of being, but that's... probably best served for another time and place, like he said.]

You... can tell if I'm tired? Dude, apologies in advance for how hungry you're gonna feel all the time.

[It's a fair warning, his appetite is a constant nuclear reactor needing shoveling into at frequent intervals. One day that metabolism is going to slow down, but until then, it's junk food and mini meals all day every day. Ryuji pulls a bit backward, nothing of a jerk, but a nudge, and indicates that he should come join him in bed. He has no idea how dead to the world Dave is going to be when he sleeps, but that'll become pretty apparent in the morning.

If he can guide Dave up back to his side and not in the supplicant's position he's in, he'll try to cover up the feeling of an oncoming yawn. There's barbarian armor to shed, especially if he's going to be living it in the luxury of his own bed tonight, and he figures... aw, well, what the hell.]

Want me to wear it tonight? Probably it'd help keep you like, extra warm... or something.

[One time offer, Dave. He's ready to let his inner shark roam free in the waters of his sheets.]

[there is a lot happening here that could use some addressing. one of them is the fact that Dave, if secondhand hunger is a thing that he'll be able to sense, will just have to make sure there are always snacks on hand no matter where they are. like popcorn. popcorn that can't escape via Jedi mind tricks. perfectly normal caramel popcorn, even.]

[or, the fact that he's being gently tugged up somewhere warmer, to which he obliges, sitting down on the edge of the bed, finally ready to try to catch some measure of snoozes now that they've worked through something rather important — he doesn't really know it either, but he's going to completely zonk the split second he's in a horizontal position, and he's not actually going to realize what happened until the morning. but, he's fine. it'll be his new normal. this two-way connection thing they've got going now will be indicative enough of that.]

[for a split second there, he even entertains what the heck sort of super power uniforms they'd be stuck with if that scenario were actually plausible. more capes, probably. it's always capes.]

[but, of course, all those extremely important thoughts are pretty much shoved right to the side when Ryuji makes an offer that Dave is literally incapable of refusing.]

Hell yeah I do. [he doesn't even try to be coy about it, god dammit.]

[He figures that his moral stance on the matter could be abated for... a moment, considering Dave's been through enough today, and they exchange locales for a few moments; as he's plopped up on the bed, Ryuji leaves it behind. He's too tired to care much about being all prim and proper about the order of event that are about to happen as he yanks upward to take the top part of his leather armor off, unbuckles the arm guards, and heads over to the closet to pull out the cursed pajamas.

Holding it in his hand, he sighs. Cute shit is never something that sits comfortable with him, but as he wiggles down into his smallclothes, one step, and then a second- arm, another arm, and a zip upwards. It's done. Even pulls the hood up over his head, and starts pooling together the pieces of his armor that he's left behind into a neat sort of fashion on top of his dresser.

If Dave's not already dead to the world by now, he comes back to the edge of his bed and shows himself off for a moment. Maybe if he had more energy in him, he'd hum the Maws theme song, an iconic ballad of his shark people, but that's not going to fly right now as he joins him.

He's got big plans to hold Dave all evening long, and it'll be a straight up race to see who actually ends up sleeping more out of the both of them. But one, honest to god statement (awake or not, again) before he can claim the sheets over the both of them.]

We gotta get better at fighting... and you need an actual weapon... if we're gonna end up having to defend ourselves, y'know? I don't... really I don't wanna hurt anyone, it ain't my style... but that doesn't mean someone or something out there ain't gonna try to hurt us.

youve already seen my design prowess bro
but yeah alright
ill throw something together
as long as i can actually hold it and its sharper than a bean bag chair itll be better than what im working with now

[this has been a hell of an emotional rollercoaster of 24 hours, but at least Dave gets to end it smiling, too tired to really mask how big of a kick he gets out of the shark pajamas. it's a big smile — because it's a big kick. he even reaches over to tug lightly on the shark hood.]

[and that's not ignoring the gravitas of what Ryuji's just said, either.]

I know.

[there's a lot more he wants to say on it honestly. like he knows now, more than ever, that he's going to have to fight, if they're going to make it through to the end. that he has to learn not to be afraid of fucking up — that there's a good chance that the next mission they go on, the roles they're in right now, curling up together, could very well be reversed.]

[lots of things to say, but he doesn't get the chance, because once he's lying down, an arm draped around Ryuji, he's just. out completely. cheek squished. shades askew.]

[moron.]

If it's not a workable weapon, it's not going to the blacksmith. We're not getting you another piece of garbage.

[Not much else in the happs right about now, but it should be noted that Ryuji winds up falling asleep a little bit longer than he ought to. Even makes sure that Dave's shades are off his face so he doesn't roll over them in his sleep. It's like that moment of being too cracked out tired to actually fall into dead slumber right away, but for a while, he'll just idly stare up at the ceiling and rub whatever part of Dave's back he can reach. Yeah, he's going to do his damnedest to make sure this right here doesn't have to happen again. And then, like taking a deep inhale of breath before jumping into water, Ryuji's out like a lamp, too.]

[There's a present for Dave sitting outside his door! It's wrapped in blue paper....also it says "From Erika" on it so the sender is kind of obvious.

It contains a pair of fuzzy slippers shaped like lobsters.]

oh so youre signing off on this too then
whats my deadline here
when should i have the blueprints on your desk

You can always go around me and get it commissioned yourself, but you can explain to Ryuji next time we have a mission why you still don't have a real sword, because I'm not going to.
Make it ASAP, kiddo. A blacksmith'll need about a week to put together most things. They'll need longer for something more complex. Ideally, you'll have as much time to practice with your new weapon as possible before the next field mission.

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

what
did he say something

just to be perfectly clear
dont think im not takin you seriously
i know i need a sword that like
adheres to the basic laws of physics
isnt a fucking piece of wiffle bat garbage
does normal sword shit

its more just a matter of getting used to HAVING to fight again

Edited (words have meaning and i dont know what they are) 2018-12-31 04:53 (UTC)

He said a few unflattering things about that sword of yours. Sorry if I'm revealing a hidden betrayal here, but I'm on his side.

Coming back from a quiet period's tough.
But fighting isn't something you've got to do. I'd still say it's worth getting a real weapon, just in case, but if you don't want to be in combat, you don't have to be. There's plenty of good to do in other ways.

nah
dont really see how statin the obvious is betraying anything

i mean yeah thats all fine and good
but that isnt really in the paladin job description
i tried the pacifist yoda thing once already though
argued that having a mastery over your powers means not actually using em
and i still think that honestly
but it didnt really work out

Just because someone puts you on a path, that doesn't mean you've gotta walk it.
They made me a Chemist. And sure, I'll take lessons from Dr Gnome on some basic healing things.
That doesn't mean I'm not going to do things my own way.

what exactly does going your own way entail

[is ... is Qrow gonna open a brewery?]

It entails still doing my job as a Huntsman. You know, killing monsters and protecting people. That thing.

Yo let's play a game

i know youre saying that i dont have to fight
i can change my personal path or whatever
but do you really think thats gonna work out

a game
yeah okay
lets do it
is it ruigis mansion
or something else maybe

Hell yeah Ruigi's Mansion is a classic.

But nah, not exploring my castle or anything like that

Let's bring it back like

Before the video games

Before pickin' up that first controller and yeeting your life into pure goddamn chaos

Like, we're talkin' kindergarten level of game here

You in?

I think it could. You can do a lot for people in a support role. Hell, you can stop people from turning into corpses with the right application of support skills.
Thing is, I also think you wouldn't be satisfied with that. I get the feeling that at the end of the day, if the people who matter to you are in the thick of it, you're going to want to be there beside them.
Maybe it's not a real choice if there was only one thing you could ever live with yourself doing. Still, I think it's worth considering that the option to do something else is there.

got it were playing solitaire
or goldfish

[like he was ever gonna say no to Ryuji.]

am i meeting you where you are or what

Yo, I'm the king of solitaire

[....]

Actually, you ain't meeting me at all.

The game's hide and seek.

[Does he get what Ryuji's trying to do here?]

You wanna hide first, or me?

[ah ... a magical scavenger hunt — magical because Dave technically already knows where to find him!]

are you actually
but yeah alright
my schedules pretty clear i can go on a hunt
you hide first dude

[Hell yeah. The whole point of this is exploiting that you know how to cheat.]

Dude, phrasing.

You're hunting me?

[But he's off. He has to figure out a place that'll be hard to find him immediately. How accurate are these powers? Is it pinpoint precision? Ryuji takes off for the town, it should be hustling a little bit from the markets being open today, and when he gets there, he dodges left and right to try to find a good spot to hide. Out in the open is good, but...]

Oy, you. I'll give you 2 silver pieces to wear this jacket around for the next five minutes.

[Done freaking deal.

Time to buy a hat real quick before Dave gets here. Can't have his blond hair being a dead giveaway.

Wait, seriously? This is a cowboy hat.

Whatever, it'll do.]

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