soul_campaign | thirteenth dazzle | July 29, after dark

[Takuto doesn't look sad for this appearance on the network, but he doesn't look characteristically happy, either. He just looks... tired. Maybe it's just that the only light is the glow from the communicator's screen itself, but he looks far more tired than a seventeen year old boy obsessed with singing out his youth and being a source of metaphorical radiance has a right to look.

He sighs, turning the video feed away from himself, into what appears to be total blackness.]

...Some of them are missing. [The darkness of the image focuses in and out of a blurry gray before slowly resolving into tiny pinpricks of light. Stars. There's the sound of a heavy sigh once again.]

I know it's not a thing that's particular to this city or this world or the situation we're all in. People can leave for reasons much worse than a magical device's whim. But all this leaving is exhausting me. People coming and going and coming and going.

[He pauses, recollecting his thoughts as the images blurs, refocuses. The stars twinkle, distantly, silently.]

I think life is a string of people coming and going no matter who or where you are, but… but here, this… I’m getting tired of it.

BREW sent Yuugi away.

[text | private to Yako]

I'm on my roof and I would like some company.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[It's video, but it's functionally audio with a picture of blurry stars. Until his face looms over the screen so he can read the text.]

Someplace in Vegas?

[He flops back down on the roof, his face disappearing from view.]

Why not?

Declining was not an option.

[Sasha has an odd way of consoling people.

Sent privately:] I've already made an ID for you to get in.

[He leans over the communicator again to read the text, noting that the last bit is sent privately. He switches to private as well.]

...Are you encouraging my bad decision-making then?

[Somewhere he needs an ID to get into is bound to be a bar or a strip club, right? And you're his girlfriend's partner, too..... Still, it's not that he's not interested in going. And after all, Sasha is the one making all the plans and maybe getting out of the city will be good for him, and he certainly won't feel safe heading out on a mission soon.]

[Bzzt, wrong! One day, Takuto, you'll figure out the kind of guy that Sasha is.

Instead of sending another text message, a video response comes through...and if his bare neck and shoulders are any indication, he's not wearing a shirt. But his hair is wet, so it's not hard to figure out why.]

This is for you to relax and enjoy yourself. [And Sasha's company.] I promise I'll stop you if you start making bad decisions.

[Faking an ID for Takuto should speak volumes about how willing Sasha is to trust Takuto, but at the same time he's not expecting to lose track of the red-haired unintentional troublemaker.]

[But faking an ID just sounds like trouble waiting to happen. ~~Also are you intentionally doing this 'I just got out of the shower, oops sexy me' thing? Because that is also trouble waiting to happen.~~ Still, it shows how much trust Takuto has in Sasha that he nods easily.]

Okay. Then I'll meet you there.

[To be fair, Sasha doesn't know that Takuto thinks he's sexy. But he figures the texting was suspicious enough on it's own, since he never uses it for a very specific reason that has now come back up.

(He's wrapping his hands in bandages, but he's very intentionally not showing it on the camera.) He's also, uh, a little softer around the edges than the last time Takuto saw him shirtless thanks to Yako's...zealous cooking.]

I'll give you your ID when we meet up.

thirteenth dazzle | July 29, after dark | video

[video] also any day/time is good for me

that friday, 6 pm?

I'm game. Just remind me via plurk or something in case I get stupid busy

aight, i'll open up a log thread and send you the link

\o/

I pp'd it!