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Priscilla's Bar

Post by Rika on Sat Aug 13, 2016 8:09 pm

Priscilla’s Bar was an open bar where anyone from the rich to the poor could go to find any form entertainment they wanted. It wasn’t a reputable place and to be honest it was probably the least safest place to go to in the city; however, for a crook or one who knew how to play their cards right, this place of chaos was the best spot in town to hit. While nothing was fantastic, things certainly were cheap and the best place to get sloshed if you had some cash to spend on stuff like that.

And the trio that had come into the bar just now certainly looked like they had money to spare. Ordinarily the poor of this place looked to take advantage of the rich that wandered in, but for these three no one made a move to bother them. In fact some were moving tables or or hurrying to finish up their drinks to get out of the place as soon as they entered. The older woman who led the pack looked around with a smirk on her face as honey brown eyes eyed the remaining folk - or the bold ones as she liked to call them. This crowd looked rather pathetic and if they did get out of hand, she was pretty sure her children could easily sweep the floor with them either way. In any case, the woman was not here for the riff-raff, but rather a particular client. Not spotting the bald-headed man, she would give the twins the signal to do what they pleased with a light shooing of her hand before she headed over to the counter to speak with the owner of the place.

Looking from their mother back to his younger brother, Tamiki would nod towards a table at the back of the bar before he began to move through the place giving anyone that dared to meet his gaze a rather heated glare. His brother on the other hand didn’t seem to be aware that they were even in a dangerous place or what was even going on for that matter as he trailed behind the other with a smile as he kept a tight hold of the bag he had with him. His happy attitude should’ve gotten the pair some odd looks; however, those that lingered seemed to be quite familiar with the two males and so most avoided looking at or making eye contact with happy blonde for one reason or another.

When the pair had settled at the table. Tamiki would instinctively move anything that could be knocked over to his left way out of his brother’s way. Good thing too since the blonde was already randomly unpacking the bag he had, leaving a good portion of the table coated with random things….namely crayons and art paper. To some this would seem bizarre, but to Tamiki that was simply life with his brother.

Not bother by the random drawing session or the light humming, Tamiki would drum his finger on the table as he waited for one of the servers to come around. When she finally did, he would take note this one was a new a girl. Remaining calm, but ever watchful he would watch how she began to speak bubbly at first and then seeing the blonde drawing with a random giggle here and there, her act would halt as she hesitate and looked at him uncertain.

“Um….” she would begin nervously as she watched the blonde make a doodle that went off the paper and onto the table. The blonde would become still as he simply looked at the mark on the table with a small frown. The lady would just stare and that...that is what ticked Tamiki off. Looking at her name badge for a moment, he would look back at her with a narrowed gaze.

“So Kristy. You gonna stare all day or take an order, hm?” he would demand his voice was calm, but the agitation wasn’t hidden. Snapping back to reality the girl would blink and look at him.

“Y-yes sorry. What would like sir?” her eyes would focus on Tamiki alone as she decided to exclude asking the blonde for his order. The dark haired male did not take kindly to this.

“.....”

Tamiki would watch her quietly with an unreadable expression. He looked like he wanted to explode making the girl become even more uncomfortable as she stood there waiting. However, she was saved in an unlikely way.

The blonde would unexpectedly cross his arms and rest his head against them as he looked over at his brother.

“Kristy be new, so her job be harder than rests. Let’s not be trouble for the nice lady,” he would begin causing the dark haired one to simply huff and look away. Unbothered, the blonde's golden eyes would turn lazily to the girl who looked over him with shocked expression. He would give her a gentle smile.

“Kristy wants to know what he wants, yes? Then Kristy should know he likes beer. Not the weak beer either. The best this place have to offer is the only thing that will do. Rika says two bottles should do for a start,” the blonde would say causing the girl to nod as she made a note of it. She looked like she was on the edge of leaving, but then looking over to the blonde she would attempt to give a smile.

“S-Sorry and you? What would you like, Rika?” she would ask trying to be friendly. To this the blonde would give her a pleased grin. “Kristy be very nice girl. So Rika wants a root beer float.”

“Huh?” she blinked. “But we don’t serve that here,” the young lady would say as she gave him a perplexed look. To this the blonde would chuckle. “Ask your boss if you don’t serve such things to Rika.” Leaving it at this, the blonde would sit up again and begin to draw once more.

Baffled she looked to Tamiki who only shrugged in turn. Unsure what to do, the woman left to fill out the orders….and a few minutes later, she came back with two beers and a root beer float.

As she sat the drinks down being mindful of the art paper on the table, she would look over at the blonde who had gone from drawing to making paper cranes.

“How did you find out about the root beer float?” she asked curious. In response the blonde gave her a lopsided grin as he took the cherry off the top of the drink.

“Rika’s secret,” he would say with a chuckle before plopping the cherry into his mouth. Shaking her head at the strange blonde, Kristy would drift off leaving the pair alone for now. Once she was gone, Tamiki would simply sigh at the situation as he took a beer.

"This is gonna be a long night," he muttered.

“You think mother will allow him to take forever?” Rika would ask.

“Let's see if she let's me make it to beer four,” Tamiki would say as he took a swallow of the bitter liquid.

“Hmph,” was the amused response back as the blonde went back to focusing on his drink.

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Tamiki: His hair is swept back into a small ponytail and he is sporting a pair of black boots, black pants, a white shirt and a red jack. He wears no jewelry outside of a few rings on his fingers. He is clean and very much like a spoiled rich kid.

Rika: He is well maintained wearing a pair of comfortable white flats, a pair of torn jeans that snugs his curves well enough, his shirt is sleeveless and black. It slightly short revealing his well toned belly a bit. He wears golden hoops in his ears that are mostly hidden by his long golden locks that are being held back loosely by a band with three skulls on it. He seems to be wearing a hint of faint gold eye shadow that only enhances his eyes.
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Re: Priscilla's Bar

Post by Sharaku on Sun Aug 14, 2016 7:47 pm

Bars could really be pretty stinky places. On the other hand, at least they offered some semblance of interest in most occassions. There's much more of a chance to witness some fun entertainment in a place like that than out on the streets. Too many people are boring goody-two shoes when out and about and completely sober to boot. Not that Phoenix hated on your typical civillians, no, but they were certainly a sight for sore eyes at times. What's there to do when people ain't doing anything else besides buzzing around like a swarm of annoying insects? It's just like watching bees fly around. They get your attention, alright. And yet they're normally of no further interest to you, because why would they, really?

At least watching drunk goofyheads make fools of themselves was a more valid form of spending time when you have nothing else to do. Assuming you were lucky to catch a good bunch that gave a decent performance. Today was mildly dissapointing though, and Phoenix found himself almost dozing off as he lounged at one of the tables, mentally debating whether he should stick around for much longer or not. Then again, where else would he go right now? He could ditch this place to go wandering around the streets maybe, but that would be just about as productive as occupying this dump. Guess that's about the same damn thing, eh?

Perhaps it was a work of fate and perhaps not, but his problem would happen to be temporarily solved as a small batch of new people waltzed in, seemingly gaining some sort of unusual attention from most of the current residents of this place. Even if said attention was of negative kind from the majority. Well, would you look at that? Maybe something worth the time would actually happen. Still, the red eyed one didn't feel bothered enough to go personally investigate the matter just yet. He had a good enough view from his seating anyway, so he was content to just remain unassuming and wait at first. Ain't no point in rushing too soon. Patience is virtue after all, and no one expects it when you act during the least suspicious moments. Getting a bit ahead of time here though, so for now, he would just lean back a bit, remaining with the few people who didn't seem to shrink away upon the arrival of the new guests.

Who were these guys? Some gangsters or something? They had to be something big to warrant such reactions. Though based on a quick glance, they just seemed like some rich pimps. Guess the random fodder that gathered in these dump bars was scared of high class champs? He could see that being a thing. Society had this funny way of teaching people how to behave based on social standing. Such were the natural rules of life, as pathetic as they were in his blatant opinion. The rich asses were actually pretty boring for the most part. They only knew how to expect being treated like kings after all. Outside of the few rare exceptions, but finding those is like digging for gold. Phoenix thought diamonds were prettier anyway.

And what a 'pleasant' surprise, actually. The two stars of the hour decided to sit fairly close by. Not necessarily too close for liking, but definitely close enough for him to be able to hear their conversing with the poor waiter chick and whatnot. Blowing at his unruly blue bangs tickling his forehead, Phoenix would waste his time deciding whether these blokes were actually as scary as the crowd seemed to indicate, or just an unusual kind of hilarious. He was currently stuck somewhere in the middle, attempting to figure out what to call that. Perhaps he should make the effort to invent a new adjective. God knows the dictionary could use one. His gaze would momentarily rest on the already empty glass he had in front of himself, which used to contain some unidetified liquid that had probably been some sort of beer. Not that anyone would be able to tell unless they made a point of examining it closely. With nothing to munch on while he was thinking, he would proceed to fish out a random pen from within his pockets, dooming it to a fate of being used as a plaything to 'nom' on for the moment.

Too bad the blokes weren't actually doing anything special after that short episode of mentally scarring the waitress. Ehhh. Guess he could just watch them for a while. He certainly didn't seem bothered by the possible consequences of being noticed. Even though it wasn't like he had a threatening appearance at a first glance. Just some bored guy, maybe a bit unusual looking, having nothing better to do. Or so did it seem. Phoenix would grumble faintly as he tried making himself comfy.




''What a bother...''


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Re: Priscilla's Bar

Post by Rika on Sun Aug 14, 2016 9:03 pm

Rika was staring at the whip cream on top of the float amused for who knows what reason by the white froth before he was giggling happily to himself and drinking a bit of the liquid. So good. Perhaps the blonde would’ve continued to enjoy the drink in complete bliss; however, he felt as if he was being watched and so looking up, he would scan the bar. Nope no meanies tonight, so where was the stare coming --Oh?

Blinking, golden eyes would go to a strange looking fellow that looked like he was having an “all so wonderful time” as he sat at a table alone with an empty glass….staring at them. Or maybe he was staring at just him. Rika wasn’t sure, but then again it honestly didn’t matter to the blonde as he watched the other with an unreadable expression for a few seconds and then blinking again, he would move his right hand and arm using the limb as a support as he leaned agianst the hand and watched the other watching them. His free hand would stir the float lazily with the spoon as he continued to watch the other with a sleepy expression.

Meanwhile, Tamiki was watching the crowds wondering how long their mother was going to sit there flirting with the bartender as he drank his beer. They were here on business no? And if not, then why did she feel the need to bring them on a flirting trip? Not that it mattered he supposed. Whether she had dragged them here or not, he supposed if he and his brother didn’t end up here on their own, then they’d be elsewhere. Even so...it was no fun when you were brought to this place due to business and then ditched when said business didn’t occur. It honestly soured the mood and if this was all a ploy to have a family night out? Well, he was going to be rather pissed if that was the case. If she wanted a family outing then say it and not drag them out of the house to ensure whatshisface didn’t run. Speaking of whatshisface, where the hell was a guy like that hiding anyway. It was clear he wasn’t here, the man way too large and over the top to actually miss. So why? Just why?

Tamiki would ponder this infuriating thought, a bit more before his eyes happened to wander over to his brother when he took note he was being oddly quiet. Eying the blonde he would see the guy slouched over and staring off into space as he stirred his drink absent-mindly. Eh? Was he bored? Or…?

Golden eyes would narrow as he turned his head slightly in the direction his brother was staring off in. As he did so he would take note of the strange character sitting by himself watching them. Though why that was the case Tamiki didn’t know. He was half tempted to ask, but was at the moment being too much of a lazy ass to get up and do so. So watching the pair for now he would wait to see what became of this. Whatever this actually was.


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Post by Sharaku on Mon Aug 15, 2016 5:44 pm

Lo and behold, these guys were actually paying a good deal of attention to their surroundings, huh? Okay, one of them at least. Maybe. It's not like Phoenix really cared for the underlying reason behind why it was happening. The blondie could have really taken notice of him watching, or he could have happened to randomly glance in that direction and figured it out then. Did the difference matter jack squat? Not really. The only fact that mattered at the moment was that this dude decided the smartest way to respond was by staring right back like a duck. Nothing else. So much for at least some action, man. It wasn't that Phoenix was initially hoping to be found out or anything. No, he didn't particularly care enough either way. Yet, if he actually was to be taken notice of, it might as well have some impact. Instead, this was turning into a dumb stare off. The luck.

Geez. This meant he actually had to do something about it, didn't it? Okay, maybe he didn't, but if this kept on for long enough, he was probably going to catch some disease here. Maybe he could try using the pen as a pendant and test if this guy could be hypnotized? Eh, likely worthless. Besides, he didn't feel like stooping down low enough to look stupid himself. There are better times for that, and this wasn't really one of them. He came to this stinky beer place to watch other people be fools, not to join them himself by doing things that make him appear like some candidate for the psych ward. Though, who wasn't at some point in their lives?

Hmmm. The choices. It was such a pain to have to pick already. Well, it was true that he was mildly curious as to what the big deal with these guys was. Which meant that he actually had a reason to pick something, as much as he would have preferred to either just be a spectator to something for this once or for others to start a thing first. Bar fights weren't really up his alley. Too crowded, too little free space, and the alcohol smell provides a really lousy atmosphere. It was in fact rather surprising that he ever came to such places to begin with. It wasn't like he had any pleasant memories when it came to drinking. Perhaps he was a little weird...

Tch. Boring stalemate was boring though, and now even the other bloke was glancing in his direction, doing just as little as the blondie. Maybe, just maybe, he could actually afford a little bit of trouble for today. Even if only because he was starting to feel tempted to get things moving. He could be both lazy and not in one, as odd as that may sound. Making the final decision, knowing this was very likely about to end in a big bang, he would grab the pen and swiftly toss it at the blonde one, aiming to bonk him in the forehead with it. Assuming it wouldn't get blocked out somehow. Maybe that would wake the guy up...


''Click?''
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Post by Rika on Mon Aug 15, 2016 7:39 pm

Rika kept watching the other his expression not really changing as they somehow got into a mini staring contest or maybe just general staring. He did not know or care to be honest. In fact, he had gone from true focus to simply staring, the stirring actually almost lulling him to sleep as he began to ponder what do about those pretty red eyes he saw on the other. Yes they were pretty weren’t they?...Pretty red. Hmm...what compliments red? Blue? Purple? Yellow? Flowers? His mind was drifting as his expression became more zoned out the longer nothing happened. It was quite amazing really. The guy looked like he was going to go to sleep watching the other.

Tamiki whose eyes had been going between the pair focused a bit on his brother wondering if the guy would actually go to sleep. If he did it looked like he might end up falling on the booth seat...and considering that he was still somehow stirring that drink this could end up a mess. Hmm. Maybe he should stop --Oro?

He saw the movement out the corner of his eye, the jerking action of something being tossed. Before he could react properly said thrown object would go past him and head directly towards his brother, who was...promptly smacked in the forehead by a pen? There was a moment of stillness and silence at the table as the situation sunk in.

Rika, who was kind of not paying attention, felt the light thud of something smacking into his face, but had a second delay as he stopped stirring the drink and simply let his head droop to stare at the item that clattered on the table before him. It was a pen. A red pen. Now how had it gotten there? Was that a pen he had in his hair and forgot about? He would frown at the pen for a moment as he tried to backtrack through his mind what at had just happened. It took a moment, but then finding the answer the blonde would suddenly grin like a maniac as he let go of the spoon and picked up the pen. Oho! Fun!

Seeing where this was going, Tamiki would frown, but before he could open his mouth the next thing happened as the blonde promptly tossed the pen in the air like a knife before catching it in his hand and throwing it right back at the other aiming right at the center of the guy's face. It was a well trained throw...a killer's throw and one that could actually do some damage if the guy didn't have quick dodging skills....

Not panicking Tamiki would sit back and drink a bit more of his beer as he shook his head. His brother...honestly didn't know his own strength and thus this could be bad..really bad depending on what happened. The guy could cause some serious damage without meaning to and while it was techincally his job to keep the younger one in check, he couldn't deny the guy kind of deserved what he got.

Honestly, who the fuck throws something at a complete stranger and not expect a reaction out of it?

Rika on the other hand saw nothing wrong with the response that he had given as he watched with anticipation what the other would do. Oh he did hope this one wouldn't end up broken like everyone else had before him that had started these sorts of games. That would be just boring.
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Post by Sharaku on Mon Aug 15, 2016 8:29 pm

Well, no better way to break a completely boring moment than that, right? After all, if a pen in the face didn't wake the guy up back to the present, then he didn't know what would. Was it a bad thing to do? Maybe in a sense, but despite the gesture having been rude and whatnot, it wasn't something done to literally harm. Unless the guy had a forehead made out of paper. In which case it wouldn't exactly be his fault, as a normal person has a skull underneath the skin, and it's not like he shot that pen out of a gun like a bullet. Would have been cool of course, but he didn't own a legitimate gun. One can wish.

Regardless of this and that, Phoenix would just continue to keep watch on the blonde guy, waiting. He doubted he would get no reaction for that, and if that happened...well, it would kinda suck? Technically, it would just mean those two were boring, and he wasted a bit too much time focusing on them, much to his displeasure. However, that theoretical scenario wouldn't actually happen, as despite a small comical delay, something was actually going on. If you could call it worthwhile, that is. Showing no outward reaction, red eyes would simply blink boredly as blondie finally had an 'aha' moment and went to pick up the pen that hit him before. Well, at least he could confirm they were kinda weird. Then again, that was something he should have expected, right? And maybe he had. It was just hard to tell whether he understood the situation well enough or not, if one wanted to base it off of his seeming poker face.

Perfect throw or not, guess blondie forgot that precision is better pulled off without fancy moves. Doing that air toss before taking proper action, coupled with said facial expression would honestly give enough of a hint to a person who knew what kinds of stuff to expect. It wouldn't be the first time Phoenix dealt with people's retaliations after all. The chance of his pen being thrown right back at him was pretty high when considering the possible actions one could do with it. It was something he could see happening, and the bloke was even spoiling it. Not extremely ahead of time, that was true, but doing so nevertheless. And even though they were some distance from each other, he knew there was no way to dodge it properly. Yes, he could have ducked under and let the object strike whatever was currently behind him. Which was a tempting option, but while he was fine with some trouble, he did not feel the need to drag half the bar population into it. Would be too much of a drag.

Thus, he would opt for a simpler approach. That being, using his arm to block out the projectile from hitting him square in the face. Instead, it would end up bouncing off of his forearm, which was painful as well, but not nearly as much as having something smashed hard into his nose or whatever. He'd probably have some sort of bruise there later or such, but at the given moment, he seemed utterly unbothered by the fact that he has just been sniped at like that. In fact, he didn't even flinch at the impact, which may seem strange to the duo if they were used to people being outwardly in pain after actions like this one.

He would let the pen clatter down onto the table he was sitting at, offering the two a lazy half-smirk, this time speaking loudly enough to be heard.

''How bothersome. But that stung, so I guess you actually got a nice throw.''
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Post by Rika on Tue Aug 16, 2016 10:30 pm

In a bar setting it was understood you didn’t go starting trouble unless you wanted pain in return. With alcohol filling the veins and clouding the mind, it was no difficult task to set off many things by simply doing something stupid or accidental. It was further understood that when someone or something caused half of the population to become uncomfortable, you didn’t exactly go about provoking the beast that had everyone scared. Yet this red eyed guy had done just that by throwing the pen.

It was true Tamiki probably could’ve interfered. Maybe cussed the guy out for daring to pull such a stunt and maybe if he was in a more foul mood perhaps he would’ve done just that; however, Tamiki while moody was in a lazy bum mood and quite frankly looking for something to get his mind off of why they were here in the first place. Mother was still at the counter yapping and he was getting kind of bored. So when the pen had come flying, the dark haired male would simply watch the situation unfold.

Though he had to admit that for a new face this one sure was bold. There weren’t many that pulled those sorts of tricks in a bar setting let alone against people as odd as his brother. Even stranger still, Rika let the event happen and did not exactly go for blood he responded back. Yeah the throw back was probably unnecessarily hard, but that was simply how Rika was. He simply reacted without worrying about the details of potentially harming someone in the process...or even bothering to be subtle about what he was going to do. Oh no. You were going to see what was coming most of the time, but how one reacted? That was all that mattered to the blonde in the end. It was a bothersome trait when left unchecked, but for the moment the dark haired twin simply let the play happen as he watched quietly.

When the other blocked the pen with his arm, Tamiki’s eyes would narrow a bit as he took in the details. The calmness and the lack of flinching, this guy wasn’t scared at all..and made it seem like he just didn't care. Then again...Tamiki would look back at Rika who grinning like the goof he was seeming overly pleased with what had happened for whatever reason. Yeah, not exactly intimidating and yet many here would avoid the grinning blonde like the plague. But not this guy. How curious and oh? Would you look at that, he even smirked a bit and spoke.

To his words, he would get two different reactions. The first was from Rika as he clasped his together and gave the other a more or less friendly grin.

“Mmm. You are not bad yourself. A bit soft, but not bad. So nice. Yes nice, nice. Though we could be better. Much, much better” Rika would say with a few nods as his expression became serious for a moment as if he had parted some great wisdom to the other.

Regardless of how the other reacted to that, Tamiki would find himself snorting a bit as he looked over at the other with cocky smirk.

“If it was so bothersome, then why did you initiate anything in the first place?”

He would ask the question in semi-mocking tones as he took another sip of the beer, watching the other. Well now. He had their attention so now what?
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Post by Sharaku on Wed Aug 17, 2016 7:37 pm


PHOENIX

''Weirdos...''

Alright. It was officially confirmed. Blondie here was a little out there, at least by typical human standards, whatever they even were anyway. Was that the reason why the two were not so pleasantly welcomed here? A good candidate for the main reason for sure. People fear what they do not know, understand or agree with. It's a very simple equation one tends to learn early in life, isn't it? The following reactions to said 'fear' varied of course, but they all began with the idea of something or someone being different. Bitter life lessons weren't about to be the focus for the moment, that much was true, but they certainly rang true if one actually had a good eye for the stuff.


Phoenix would pick his pen up, scanning over it as he replied to the first statement directed towards him. ''Yes, wonderful. Go pat yourself on the back. I rather like my pen though, and it would be a pity for it to turn into scrapmetal. So I will pass on said 'better' tries.'' That had never been his intention. It had just been an unusual way to break the stalemate. Without needing to get up from his seat. Which counted as a win-win situation right now. In his book, at the very least. He still had his pen, and now he had some entertainment as well. What else is there to ask for, right? Getting bored of the texture of said pen soon enough, he would turn his head and gaze towards the less prominent guy of the duo, seemingly too laidback to be properly roused by the comments.


''Staring contests are even more of a bother. You lot weren't doing anything, and it was boring....''

How long can a stare off remain fun after all? Probably not more than a while, unless you were enough of an airhead to be content having no conclusion forever. Phoenix could stand doing nothing alright, but certain circumstances were simply a pain when you weren't getting a move on. Like that one was. It's always a choice. If you're doing one thing, you can't be doing another. Which means your chosen action should be worth the effort, since you're ditching all your other options for the moment. Simple enough, right?


Leaning forward onto the table, red eyes would blink at the dark-haired guy from the new position. ''You're not even making sense, champ. Something being bothersome doesn't mean it doesn't need to be done at all. You sayin' you only ever do things that please you?'' That, and guess it was sort of his catchphrase as well. He did use it or variations of it often enough for it to be considered so. Call it a habit if you will. It wasn't wrong either. Not everything you gotta do in life is a pleasant game.
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Post by Rika on Thu Aug 18, 2016 9:36 pm



Fear was a strange thing. While some feared things due to experience, some feared them simply because they did not understand them. The fear of the unknown. Yes, humans naturally had this fear and perhaps that was what made some of the population shy away from the twins. The other half of the story? Well, it seemed that would remain a mystery for now...unless of course it was somehow brought up in the current situation somehow. Though how that was going to occur or if it would occur was also currently unknown. What was known was the reaction each twin had to the other they were currently engaged with.


From the reaction to the pen incident, it was safe to say that Rika perhaps did not have a tight grasp on what was play or threat. Either that or he found the pen toss so trivial that it didn’t warrant a fight response. Whatever the case was, the blonde would easily prop his elbows on the table and rest his head upon his folded hands as he watched the other as he spoke. To his words, he would close his eyes a bit as he shook his head.

“That is really too bad, stranger. Though we suppose we can understand,” he would say as he reopened his eyes, his smile softening slightly as he continued to observe this guy who seemed to not care about anything. He had to admit the odd way the other had decided to break the boredom was what made him want to play in the first place, but now that this one was deciding not to play, he found himself unsure what to think. On one hand it was disappointing, but on the other expected. The two thought patterns clashed and cancelled each other out leaving the blonde contemplative rather than moody over not having a playmate, so for now the strange man was safe.

To his next words, Rika would simply hum as he leaned back to stretch.

“Mmm. True, but we only mimicked you,” he would say as he gave the other a half-sleepy look as he relaxed  bit. Then blinking again, he’d remember his drink and move it closer to him being careful not to spill it or destroy his scattered art with it. He would take a sip of the drink as his brother spoke.



“I suppose you have a point there. Staring doesn’t do much for ya unless ya are already bored,” he would say as he leaned back against the booth and folded on leg over the other as he got comfortable in his seat. He wouldn’t go much further than casual here since in reality they really were supposed to be doing something. Though thanks to bad luck or what have you they were just sitting here not doing said something.  While his brother could keep himself entertained, Tamiki was kind of happy this guy had actually taken the initiative, strange as it was, to bother them.  At least now he didn’t have to worry about sulking too much thanks to his own thoughts and other factors….

Hm?

Tamiki would rest the beer on the table as he spoke.

“I am not making sense, huh? Well I’d say you are not making much sense yourself. If it is a bother, I don’t do it because I am going to get pissed, so naturally I go for that which is pleasurable. If isn’t fun to me, why bother with it all? I ain’t for doing whatever without reason or something I can actually get a kick out of.”

Besides who just randomly did things that they did not like or annoyed them? Even his brother wasn’t that desperate for entertainment...and that dude did some random things that left even him scratching his head.


Speaking of the blonde… he would remain quiet enough as he went to stirring the drink once as his eyes looked over at the other once more as he tilted his head slightly to the left looking at the other from a sideways view.

“You don’t do the same?”

Well it seemed they were interested in chatting with the other at least.


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Post by Sharaku on Sat Aug 20, 2016 12:44 pm


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''Blah blah...''

Was it a bad thing? To each their own, perhaps. As much as Phoenix didn't mind the occasional scruffle and whatnot, he did not wish to have his things be broken either. Thus, this game would have to wait, unless it were to turn into something different that wouldn't involve possibly destroying his possessions. He'd rather get hurt himself. That would at least carry more weight than making a mess of a simple pen. Yes, to some entertaining, but the red-eyed one had an odd view on fun at times. The initial attempt was intriguing for a few reasons, mainly because doing what he had guaranteed him some sort of reaction. Past that however, the idea of tossing a random object around didn't really interest him all that much.


''Maybe it is. But some things are only fun when you do them the first time.'' What would this even be? A competition of who can throw writing tools at a higher speed? That actually sounded pretty childish, ya know? There didn't seem to be any real benefit to it either. ''Is being a copycat fun?'', he would inquire as the blonde gave his reasons, although it didn't sound like he was trying to get at anything with his question. Still interesting however. Doing that sounded like quite the bore.


Phoenix would pull at a random strand of his hair as the other one decided to give an additional comment on the situation. ''It would. If whatever you are staring at is worth watching.'' But these two have only been sitting around, pretty much. Aside from maybe being a little odd...well, the blondie at least. And he still didn't get why were other people having an issue with them. Yes, he took a vague note of the fact that blondie had unusually violent reactions to things on the fly, but it appeared that it needn't be a concern unless you started something yourself. Or were an unfortunate waiter. Either way, random customers didn't seem to be in any danger, if the current status quo was anything to go by.


Eh? Oh look, he was getting a longer response this time around. What a joy. Though, Phoenix would procceed to just give the guy a somewhat dissapointed look, flicking his emtpy glass slightly for entertainment.



''Yeah, for a moment I forgot some guys are like you lot. If you get pissed over things you don't like doing, I feel bad for you. I call it life. You don't always have the luxury of doing whatever pleases you.'' There's always a point in everyone's life where they have to go out of their way unless they want more misery in the future. Or maybe they just don't have a choice in the matter, thanks to other people's involvement. He would blink at the guy when asked a more specific question.


''Sometimes. Sometimes not. Depends on the situation. Doing whatever you want isn't always the best way to get to the finish line.''
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“Sometimes, but sometimes doing it again in another fashion is fun too. Though we suppose everyone has to agree in some fashion for that to be the case,” Rika would say as he continued to stir the drink for a bit longer, studying the other with sleepy eyes and a grin.

It would seem there would be no games tonight. A bit sad, but what was one to do when the other party didn’t want to play? While it was true, the blonde could indeed be destructive when it came to fragile things, the way he saw it was if one didn’t want said object involved in a game, then don’t use it. Though he supposed he could not fault the other too badly for this considering he would have no clue how to play with Rika or even understand how he ticked. After all, he was a stranger. A bold one, but a stranger nonetheless. Luckily for him, Rika was a bit mellow tonight, so no unreasonable shinangiens from him for the moment; however that was not the point here now was it? It seemed he had a direct question to contend with.

To what was asked, the blonde would blink at the other once before he stopped stirring the drink, folded his arms upon the table, and rested his head upon them. [color=#000000]“It is fun to pass time with when the target either plays along or makes many faces due to confusion. So for us, yes. Yes it is fun,” he would say leaving out the fact he was easily amused by things. Even so, the blonde would ponder asking another question; however, his brother was talking so he’d wait his turn as his eyes drifted lazily over to the darker haired male.



“Indeed,” Tamiki would say with a small smirk. It was true staring was rude, but if something was entertaining then why not stare? Who knew maybe one could learn from the watching or even get a good laugh if it went that far. Either way staring had its benefits, though the staring match his brother and this one had been getting into? He was highly uncertain of what could be gained from that considering his brother looked like he was about to go to sleep in the process. Heh. Maybe he was crashing early from the sugar, but even so the situation probably would’ve gotten boring for him pretty quickly since he was the one watching the watching, so maybe it was good it was stopped early. Who knew?

….Now wait a minute.

Tamiki would glare at the other’s words debating if he actually wanted to make a big deal of that one or not. He really could make a scene and liven this whole joint up, but that would be bad for business wouldn’t? So he would actually play nice...for the moment at least as he looked at the other displeased.


"You think that I don’t know that? Sure, I will admit there are some things  I do with much displeasure; however, those are typically as you state just part of life. Outside of that, I like the control I have over what I do and when I do it. It makes life fun. So what if I throw a fit here and there. It is my right to do so when I have such a luxury, is not?” he would growl lightly as he watched the other moodily, trying to remain civil as he glared daggers at the other. This kid had a lot of nerve trying to tell him of all people what he had the luxury to do or not do as if he was some kid that needed that shit thrown at him.



Rika on the other hand would remain calm as he blinked a few times at his brother before looking back at the other as if nothing bad could potentially happen. When he got the answer to his question, he would frown a bit in thought.

“Maybe. Then again maybe not. Still doing what you want is more fun than following boring rules,” he would say as he sat up a bit and began to twist the loose strands of hair that were now getting in his way. It seemed he was distracted pretty easily. Made one wonder how it was he was actually paying attention as long as he had been.  

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