you finally calm my head at night

[slushfund]

CHARACTERS: youichi hiruma and whoever wants to drop in
DATE: scattered throughout the middle of january, 5th to 15th
WARNINGS: potential murder talk and this boy's foul mouth
SUMMARY: catch-all for open and closed prompts this month

(want to hang out with this dickhead, but a prompt doesn't suit your fancy pants? hit me up with a pm or at frooting, i love everything. all cr welcome, but dear god he needs friends... and like ten shots of tequila...)

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[ofobedience]

[All this downtime-- it doesn't suit him. Seconds minutes hours tick by and he doesn't know how to fill them, takes to prowling and pacing and idly wandering just to give himself something to do. Even the missions with all their alien strangeness are an improvement on this-- at least there's some sense of direction to them, a goal to work towards. All this emptiness, it gives him too much time to think.

And so when Hiruma - sweat-slicked, breathless - suddenly pushes through the door as he's skulking by, it just so happens that he's doing nothing of note. Still, he looks up, expression blank and impassive save for the thin blond brow he raises above the rim of his glasses. He makes no immediate move to comply, but he isn't walking away either.]

What do you want?

[slushfund]

I want your vital signs. (uh...) Come on.

(turning sharply, leaving him alone in the doorway. curiosity peaked enough to follow? he'll find hiruma waiting by the terminal with unsteady breaths, waving to the room.)

[ofobedience]

[Well that's...something new, at any rate. First impressions may lead one to believe that Giovanni won't comply, standing there as he does, staring afer Hiruma with a distinctly dubious expression on his face. But he is a little curious, and more than that, he's bored, and so eventually the stillness falls away and he follows after him, moves over to the indicated room.]

Now there's a proposition one doesn't hear every day.

[And he flashes him a sharp - if still somewhat uncertain - smile.]

[slushfund]

(dubious or not, presenting it like this always baits certain fish — but he's not even trying, today. he just needs this damn machine to let him work.)

Nothin' fancy. (comes the warning, chin tipping a fraction higher,) You're in good condition right now. I'm healing and I've already exhausted myself, so I'm using you to switch the training sequence back on.

(a glance at the terminal, then back.) Join or not, I don't give a shit once you've activated it.

[ofobedience]

Are you, now.

[Giovanni barks out a laugh-- it's said with so much certainty 'I'm using you', that he can't help but find it funny. Funny or not, though, it seems a small thing to ask for. Something to which he can oblige.

And whilst he's here...why not? A little training might beat the aimless wandering he'd been engaged in until now. He moves closer.]

But go on, then. If you want to drop dead from exhaustion I suppose it's no concern of mine.

[slushfund]

No, it ain't. (sure as hell not, his body's condition is his own to worry over.

this guy looks pretty amused, though, something hiruma shrugs off in favour of motioning broadly to it—)

Be my guest. It's you who has to activate it. It's gonna try to recalibrate for the both of us, so I guess we'll see how fucking prepared we are for that.

[ofobedience]

[Giovanni shrugs, loose-shouldered, moves over the the machine and places his palm on it, waits for the thing to recalibrate for the both of them.]

We'll see. Though you might find you're biting off more than you can chew, here.

[Again, with the amused lilt in his voice-- he's not quite human after all, and if the machine is adjusting for his capabilities, chances are things are about to intensify a little.]