Bed-In

[tastes_of_honey]

::Schu and Nagi arrive via Portal into Schu's bedroom, directly onto Schu's decadent bed. As usual, the bedroom looks something like a dragon's hoard with a somewhat Bollywood bent. (Schu loves the colors, textures, and spanglies!) It's cluttered but not dirty; Schu has standards and some small sense of housekeeping. And sometimes Aya does a sweep through.::

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[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

"Pink shojo sparkles? Does he still have his original personality?" ::Aya thinks of his Yohji, amnesiac, living in lobotomized marriaged bliss with his Asuka-lookalike nurse wife.::

So original it's a much older version. You'd be cradle-robbing with that one. Different times as well as different realities. ::Schuldig nods to Nagi in thanks for the support on the other Yohji's status.::

::Aya notices the webbing but says nothing, polite. He orders and then Schuldig does too. He's somewhat amused by Schuldig's crankiness on the topic of Yohjis. Is it out of wanting Aya?::

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi has to work to avoid saying that the crankiness is because Schu doesn't like Nagi's high-maitenance girlfriend.

After the waitress leaves, Nagi says, "The Yohjis aren't half as confusing as the Kens though. I seriously can't keep track of them."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Damned right. That Yohji so doesn't deserve Nagi. Hell, that Yohji doesn't deserve to continue living.::

"There are a lot of them? That must be odd." ::Aya already isn't sure if time and space could really stand two Yohjis in one place, so how would a lot of Kens work out?::

Oh yeah, lots of them. Even I have trouble keeping all of them straight.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"I don't think all of them are straight. In fact, I think most of them aren't. One of them is a father though. Did I ever pass on that bit of gossip?"

"And also, twice the Yohjis mean twice the leopard print."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

No, you didn't! Holding out on me isn't fair. And I don't think any Ken is totally straight, not after that thing with Kase.

"...I agree on Ken.

"Can any place stand that much leopard print?"

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the one that... crap, how do I even specify between the lot of them? Right! The one that Ran almost killed. That biker chick had his kid."

"And no, it really can't. I think that's why they're rarely seen together. The space-time continuum couldn't take it."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Did that one go to Australia too? Because it amuses me to think of a Ken's kid being all 'G'day mate.'

"That would make sense. Good."

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Pleased that Aya didn't ask who Ran is, Nagi chuckles. "Yeah. She's in Aussieland. I'm getting info since Ken's better off having his world think he's dead."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::In the rest of the overwhelming bizarreness he's been hearing about, he doesn't think Ran has anything to do with him. It's too much to process.:: "How so? Or do I want to know?"

You don't want to know.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"You don't want to know. But you're well past the point where it could happen in your world."

Nagi's crab legs appetizer arrives. He shall be nice enough to share.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

"That's good to hear."

We're ahead of everybody I know, Aya. I've taken advantage of that lots of times.

"I'm sure."

::Schu and Aya have some crab legs.::

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Being behind is kinda neat, too. I can find out future stuff without having to deal with Crawford being a dick. And then there's the anime...."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

"...anime?"

Are you trying to break his brain, sweet? ::Schu grins.::

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"You mean I shouldn't tell him that he's portrayed as a sparkly shojo hero in the first five seconds of the show?" Nagi grins.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like you shouldn't say what you just said. ::Nagi really is his kid.::

"How is that possible? I'm really not the sparkly shojo hero type. ...how do they even know to write about and animate us?"

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Nah. You're the stoic type with the dark, angsty past. Chicks totally did that shit. I really don't know how they know about us, but, hell, I've had a few interesting conversations with Superman and my apartment in the Nexus is run by those Full Metal Alchemist brothers."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Nagi is right about the "chicks." It's caused Aya a lot of problems over the years.:: "I've read Full Metal Alchemist." ::And everybody has heard about Superman.::

You get used to it eventually.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi nods. "Mostly. Death Metal Jesus still weirds me out."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

"Death Metaal Jesus?"

Now you're just showing off. ::smirks::

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi sticks his tongue out at Schu. "Yeah. There's a lot of gods and angels and demons and stuff around. I guess they can travel here easier than humans."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

::Schu sticks his tongue out at Nagi.::

"That makes some sense. As much as anything you're telling me about this place does."

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"It takes a while to get the hang of it. It's useful though. The computer games are fucking awesome."

The waiter reappears. Oh, food. Hello, food. Nagi would like to welcome you to his belly.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

"That's not something I would notice." ::Aya smirks as he watches Nagi chow down. He's more restrained with his own meal. It amuses him that Schuldig handles chopsticks so well.::

Now, now, don't be a chauvinist, Aya. I've been eating like this for years.

"Don't read me."

Don't make it so easy. You have training; use it.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Well, Aya doesn't have phenomenal cosmic powers to fuel, does he? Om nom nom!

"And even if Schu didn't know how, he could read it off people who do. Watching Farf trying to use chopsticks used to be really funny though."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Reading it doesn't guarantee that my fingers will work together with chopsticks right. This is skill, babies.

We had to keep telling him not to use them to stab. Though one time it was appropriate. That guy never expected the chopsticks going for his throat.

"Do you commonly discuss missions out in the open?" ::They're so casual about it.::

Hey, this isn't the weirdest conversation going on in the room at the moment.