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Post by Sharaku on Sat Aug 20, 2016 8:55 pm

The majority of the day had been mostly quiet and calm, without too many unexplaniable shenanigans happening. Perhaps it was due to it being only monday, and most people having not adjusted to the start of a new school week just yet, still half-wishing they could be at home and in bed during the early morning and whatnot. Either that, or it was just one of those slow days that happen once in a while. Of course, the observation went only as far as Sharaku could see from his position, which wasn't really enough to claim it as a fact. For all he knew, there could be a war happening in another class that he knew nothing about. Scribbling something into his notebook as he glanced at the clock in passing, he decided that it didn't really matter for as long as he didn't happen to see it firsthand. At this point, his last class of the day was about to be over in a few minutes, so it's not like he had the need to worry about what was happening in other parts of this wondrous building. Or maybe, wondering about it was all he would stay at, since he was the last person you'd imagine prowling about and getting involved in anything crazy. In fact, most of the time, he found the childish things that happened rather disturbing. Makes you wonder just what exactly makes a person an adult. It certainly cannot be age, because if it was, then there wouldn't be so many 18+ olds acting like they're still children. Then again, he couldn't exactly say too much on the subject, as he generally avoided majority of the people around unless he really had to interact with someone.

Eventually, his thoughts would be interrupted by the sound of everyone else shuffling around, reminding him that he should stop daydreaming at this point, since class was over already. It was so hard at times though. No offense, while he was generally fine with staying on top of everything, certain teachers were so boring with their droning lectures that he just wanted to sleep through it. And he probably could do so and still get through with perfect grades. That didn't mean he wasn't mildly frustrated by it however. It is a slight waste of time after all. On the bright note though, at least he could get productive with doodling random stuff meanwhile. Useless in retrospect, but it was a mildly enjoyable activity.

Picking up his books and stuff, he would frown mildly at the crowdiness picking up in the halls, hoping he could get through that without anything happening. Sadly, the day was still not over for him, as he had some preparations for a project to get done. Persumably though, that should be a more peaceful endeavor than anything else he could be doing, unless someone went and set the library on fire or such. Which would be very unfortunate. Thankfully enough, while he had to weave through people for a bit, he managed to get there relatively unscathed, no one attempting to stop him on the way. He was certainly grateful for that on most days. How did some people deal with being constantly pestered, he did not know.

Regardless, he would proceed to spend some time looking for useful material once he was there, scanning the bookshelves in thought for now. At least until something managed to interrupt him or he found what he was looking for...


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Alright. Just some notes to put down. He's currently a year below the twins, in case the knowledge is necessary. No idea how well they recognize other students lol

As for his looks, the best I got rn is this : Click me

Though for this case, just imagine he's wearing his hair in a ponytail like usual, the shirt is plain white and le glasses are slightly bigger than in the pic. Not by much though. Also he's a little below 6'3'' in height.
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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Sat Aug 20, 2016 11:12 pm

School.

Why on earth did Olivia think that putting her two beloved brats in school was a good idea? Did she think by putting them in school they would learn something? Did she think that by putting them in there one would become more normal? Did she think that having someone else with them would make them a bit more controllable? Well if she was expecting any of these to happen, she was quite mistaken.

Sure the pair did indeed learn and to be quite frank when focused the oldest of the twins actually made good grades and the baby while unique was able to make passable grades himself. They really could be good students, but in the end choose not to be.

Tamiki, while actually good at the subjects, decided on a whim whether to sleep through lectures or become such a pain in the ass that the teacher would either send him out of the class to continue teaching or end up arguing with him all class if they had a feisty personality. Tamiki was a handful for his teachers and a nightmare for any student that fit the bill of nerd or teachers’ pet. He couldn’t stand them and their goody-goody acts, so naturally he targeted them for any pranks or mischief he had in mind. They were easy prey and watching their little faces crumble always brought him joy and entertainment. Twisted perhaps, but school was a hell he had to suffer through so he figured if he couldn’t have fun then no one should thus he sought to make the ordeal a traumatizing affair for the hopeful.

While Tamiki had his own and probably more common bully goals in mind, his brother was another story completely. Rika was bad in a very unique way. Yes, he slept in some classes, but if woken up or suddenly put on the spot the teachers would find the guy could answer the question and actually had been listening despite drooling on the table not so long ago. While verbally he was fine, it was the written things that became the problem. No matter how many red marks was put on the paper or how many times he was told not to use drawings to explain things, the stubborn blonde simply would not listen to reason. He didn’t see why his answer had to be a number or word when the pretty art work he took the effort to draw gave the same answer. It was this particular subject that would cause much debate between the blonde and his teachers that would usually ended up with the teacher submitting to just letting him do the work his way or threatening to fail him...and if the latter happened, the blonde did not take kindly to it. When being threaten the blonde responded with complaints to the department heads….and those tears and stories he could make up got quite a few teaches in trouble and even one fired, but he did not care how he ruined their lives. He only cared about getting back at them for trying to blemish his moderate scores. Something he was quite proud of by the way.

To bring more drama to the table was Rika’s dress wear. While he could dress normally, 99% of the time, he preferred anything, but normal causing a lot of confusion for both teachers and peers as to just what gender he really was. He was amused at how hard they tried to pin what he was and so just for the hell of it kept his appearance changing thus increasing headaches for those who simply wanted to know or those that could not stand different in front them. What made it worse is he always wore a smirk that dared someone to say anything about it to his face about it. After all, one could freely express themselves no?

Separated the twins were headaches, but for the teacher that got both of them it was hell. The pair bounced easily enough off of each other creating much larger problems with their antics. If a teacher returned to the class after handling them for a day, the twins would make a bet with each other to see who could guess how many days said teacher would last or who could drive the victim off. They were indeed little demons that probably should’ve been kicked out long ago; however, when mommy had money and connections things like that became null, leaving the pair in the system and pretty much everyone else at their mercy.

They had gotten through their younger years like this and even their first year of college. Their reputation was well known and when the teachers saw them return at the beginning of the school semester many would groan as students that dealt with them before began planning escape routes or plans around them ahead of time to attempt to avoid whatever shenanigans they would pull. Everyone was expecting it misery, so imagine everyone's surprise when the twins actually went through their classes without giving the usual trouble.

Tamiki kept his mouth shut and while reluctant Rika did at least put half the answers in the correct form rather than drawings. They each went through their classes, took notes, and when the time was up, the pair headed to the library acting remarkable well mannered. It cause suspicion making some wonder how long the peace would last. And look they even went in the library quietly for once.

Tamiki would drift off to the history section to get some material for the hideous essay the teacher decided to slap them with as soon as they got in the door. Meanwhile, Rika would drift off to the psychology section and after picking up a random book, he would plop on the floor in the middle of the aisle and open the book up. Then reaching into his hair he would pull a pen out of the bun surrounded by many and began to read and draw in the book….not seeming to understand that wasn’t how this was suppose to be done.

Still with no one bothering him or stopping him, he would continue to work before pausing to turn the book upside before continuing on with his err...study. Outside of this odd behavior was Rika choice of clothing. He wore a bright yellow dress and make up that was perfectly done. He looked ever bit the part of the doll; however, the way he sat on the floor was far from lady like and his odd behavior made him stand out even more. Despite the oddness, he was quiet, so it was only by chance the librarian came around the corner and upon seeing what he was doing turned red. Storming over, she would try to get the book from Rika.

At first there was a quiet tug of war until Rika unexpectedly let go of the book causing the tugging woman to stumble back and fall with a held back "umph".

Grinning, the blonde would watch her for a moment before looking at the books around him and choosing another random book to resume his studying. Perhraps determined or maybe one that couldn’t see a good book vandalized, the librarian would straighten her glasses as she crawled across the floor and tried to take the book away from him again. Being on level with the blonde, this started a different sort of war as she tried to wiggle the book free from Rika who was not giving up in the matter. He just wouldn’t let it go….

While all that was happening, Tamiki who had found his book, went looking for his brother; however, taking note the cute librarian was missing, he sought her out instead and as he rounded the corner, he would find the woman struggling to pry a precious book from his brother who despite being in a dress was not being lady like at all with the way he fought back. He didn’t touch the girl, so the match ended up looking like a fisher fighting with a fish...the fish being his brother at the moment.

More fascinated with how the woman was able to wiggle the heavier guy about with such vigor, Tamiki would settle to watching rather than stopping the situation wondering who would win.

He would continue to watch glancing up only briefly to take note that there was another in the same row with them. Even more curious about how this would end, Tamiki would look back at the pair fighting on the floor wondering if the nerdy looking guy would get involved or would he try to walk away. Ever watchful Tamiki let it all unfold.

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Tamiki: Dressed in all black mainly. He is wearing his favorite jacket with a fur collar and a choker around his neck with a cross on it. His shoulder length hair is pulled back in a pony. He is clean looking and dressed to impress.

[b]Rika[/b]: Pretty much looks like a doll dressed in a pretty yellow dress with matching flats. He has a pair of black leggings underneath for the occasions he is not acting lady like.  He could easily pass for a girl if wasn’t for the fact that he is currently not acting like one at all. His blonde hair was in a bun with various pens surrounding it; however, thanks to the struggle it is becoming undone. Unlike Tamiki he is unaware of you.
Both are 5’6” in height and are well toned despite their thin looking frame.

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Re: Books & War

Post by Sharaku on Sun Aug 21, 2016 9:34 am

No. Nope. Not that one either. Finding a useful book could be pretty tedious at times, with how many titles there were. Even harder when you didn't know specifically what author you were looking for, nor an exact name of a book. It's literally a work of art to find the right material when all you have is an approximate idea of what kind of studies and research could be useful for your work. Sharaku would squint at the backs of the books in front of him through his glasses as he tried to find something that at least sounded worth checking out.

It would appear that he had pretty lousy luck today, as his attention was unintentionally disturbed by a new arrival nearby. Now, normally he wasn't one to pay extended attention to people he need not interact with, bit when said person is really odd, it's hard not to. Who just comes around, sits on the floor with a book and doodles in it? In a library no less. Still, the most optimal choice was to try and not pay it too much mind for the moment, as hard as it was to do so properly. He thought he was managing well enough until the mini-war broke out as the librarian in change decided to come around and begin a tug-of-war. At that point, Sharaku was starting to get decently confused by the whole scenario, glancing at the commotion from the corner of his eye, taking note of the other guy showing up as well.

In fact, he did recognize the two. Slightly. He was not the one to be too social, or participate in random gossping and whatnot, but he wasn't deaf. Rumors will eventually reach your ears, not matter how hard you try not to get involved in the spread. Those two were pretty known for their shenanigans, right? That was really as much as he actually knew though, which was very little when given a second thought. Was he any eager to get dragged into the mess? Definitely not. It was not his forte, and if he avoided people in general, he steered clear of the troublemakers twice as much. They really had nothing to offer him in most cases, outside of extra baggage he did not wish for.

Still, they were being loud...and wasn't 'fighting' in the library a no-no as well? There are better ways to deal with a non-comforming student than by engaging them in a scruffle. Where had the proffesionalism gone? He really did not want to do this, but he did need his peace if he wanted to do his project work properly and without some massive headaches. So here we go? Turning away from the bookshelf he'd been scrutinizing for a good while by now, he would give the disturbing bunch a somewhat sheepish look as he pushed his glasses up out of habit. He certainly did not seem very comfortable with doing this, but he would speak nevertheless.

''...um, no offense, but shouldn't you deal with this in a different way? This is a library. Plus...since when is getting into a scruffle with students the proper protocol?''
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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Sun Aug 21, 2016 12:17 pm

Tamiki would watch the struggle between the librarian and his brother with an smirk as he held a rather hefty history book at his side. This was actually not an uncommon sight for him. The same thing happened last year too. They both came in here for their own classes to pick up research material and as usual Rika went to drawing in the book he picked up. The librarian at the time was an older lady who had indeed tried to stop him a few times and even whacked the blonde (gently) over the head with a book he had been “vandalizing” in the first place. Though that did nothing but stop the blonde temporarily. The next day he was right back at, so fed up the woman threaten to make him pay for the books which he actually agreed to do much to her shock. They had money so why not, right?

In any case the woman saw reason and cut a deal with the blonde. For ever book he destroyed, he'd pay the price to have it replaced. The deal had calmed the war between them and over the course of the year, he only had to pay for four books since the rest of the time he actually had paper and the ones he did “destroy” were ones he had been wanting to keep anyway.

Interestingly enough, the older librarian had actually made an effort after the dust had settled between them to actually ask the blonde what it was he was actually writing in the books and when he showed her the scribbles she found that outside of maybe one or two little drawings here and there, the guy had actually made some interesting and well thought out notes in the margins. Enough to show that his doodling wasn’t random vandalizing and that the subject matter which he typically aimed for fell in either the philosophical, religion, or psychology section and on rare occasions a history book he simply did not agree with. He made oddles of notes he could easily turn into debate papers if he put the effort into it. It definitely put a different view on the blonde for the older lady who came to the understanding that it was not malicious behavior that set this guy’s pen in motion. With the understanding there was peace for that year and maybe that peace would’ve continued….if the assistant librarian had been briefed on what not to do when it came to the blonde.

Unfortunately, it seemed she had not been briefed or was so new she just didn’t know better. She had managed to wiggle one book away from the blonde and had placed it on the floor behind herself while she tried to wrestle the next one away. Letting his eyes drift from the fight for a moment, Tamiki’s eyes would drift to the book in question. It was a behavioral study book. It was an old edition, Rika had been eyeing a while back, but had been distracted by other things and did not pick up it. Huh. So that was why he had come to the library. He wanted the book. Speaking of book...

Golden eyes would drift to the one being fought over now. Well, would you look at that. It was the same book just a newer edition. Heh. She should’ve let his brother have the older book. It would’ve gone a lot smoother if she had just left him alone, but nope she choose to fight and in turn make enough of racket to actually disturb someone...or rather a few someones since some were poking their heads around the corner to see what was going on.

While Tamiki observed, Rika would continue to hold onto the book the girl was trying to pull out of his hands. She was actually standing up now and trying to use her weight against Rika who had decided to go dead man on her as he laid on his back leaving her to contend with most of his full weight as he held onto the book as if his life dependent upon it.

However, everything would stop as the guy in the aisle with them decided to interfere. Tamiki would blink as he looked up calmly at the other, noting his uncomfortable-ness as he spoke. Typically he would make mince meat out of these sorts, but since he had decided to get involved on his own, for the moment the dark haired one didn’t do anything to him as he instead watched to see what would happen.

Rika, on the other hand, would go from looking moody to wearing a blank expression as his eyes shifted to look over at the other who interrupted. Oho? Who was this pretty boy with four eyes? Was he an ally?

Taking note of that the blonde's grip had loosen, the young woman would yank the book out of his hands and with a huff she would step back. Pushing back some of her hair, she would look at the taller male as she tried to stand up straight.

“I suppose so. If this one was reasonable I would’ve taken a different approach, but no matter what is done, she...er...he, whatever! This one does not listen. I honestly have no choice, but to --” she would stop as she caught the darker hair male moving from the corner of her eye. He would kneel down and before she could stop him, he would slide the original book across the floor...right within the blonde’s reaching range.

Quicker than expected from someone on their back, the blonde flip over onto his belly ad would snatch the book up before retreating by crawling across the floor. The young woman would grit her teeth and take a step to follow; however, she would halt as she took note of where the blonde had decided to stop.

“Great…” she grumbled as she glared at the blonde now sitting pretty much to the other side of the young man that had interrupted. Sighing, she would look up at him with a distressed look.

“I don’t mean to be a bad librarian, but what would you do if you had this to deal with?” she would say gesturing towards first Rika who was back to drawing notes and then to Tamiki who had pretty much undid half her work. She honestly didn’t know what to do anymore.

Meanwhile Tamiki would watch the scene quite amused, surprisingly quiet and smug for now. He suppose could add fuel to the fire, but for now, he chose not to do so. Maybe the dark haired make didn’t have a reason to act at the moment. After all pretty boy had it under control...or did he?
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Post by Sharaku on Sun Aug 21, 2016 3:49 pm



Well, it would seem that speaking up had at least induced a change in the situation. Not the most favorable one he could have hoped for, but one nonetheless. If nothing else, he has gained their attention, which could end up going many ways, either good or bad. So far, he was kind of leaning towards the latter. And surprisingly enough? It was mainly due to the librarian woman, rather then the duo of troublemakers at the moment. Yes, he wouldn't deny that ruining the books was not the right thing to do, but dealing with such in the way she had was only making the matter worse.

For a few moments, he would remain quiet, simply offering the trio a few blinks from behind his glasses, hazel eyes scanning over the situation thoughtfully. He appeared to be taking his time to formulate a response to what he was seeing and hearing, rather than spewing something right away. The blonde one scurrying over closer to him would break him out of his pause however, and he'd shift in his spot slightly. No, he was not happy about having to deal with this. That much was probably glaringly obvious from his demeanor. His expression itself wasn't really showing all that much, but if one was observant enough, they would be able to tell that he was certainly debating over how to approach this unusual development. The question was, why? Was it just the typical shy nerd boy reaction, or was there something more behind it? Well, if one likes to go by stereotypes, then perhaps they wouldn't even consider asking such a question, automatically going with the former explanation. It could certainly look that way at a first glance. And maybe even on the second and third one.

Internally, Sharaku was definitely displeased by this. He would rather just deal with some stuff that needed to be done for his class, so that he could have his free time later and not worry about still having too much left to do later. Not play these deliquent games that had very little to actually do with him, aside from happening a bit too near his unfortunate location. It was going to show. That much was guaranteed. He was not your typical 'wimp', which is what was probably often associated with his kind of students. Far from it, actually. Those who have tried butting heads with him already knew that he was no doormat, and was not even really recommended to stand against. It was one of the reasons why he was left alone more than any other 'smart' guys. Yes, he did give that unfortunate nerd vibe to those that didn't know him well enough yet. But an intelligent person would know that appearances can be deceiving, and that one should not judge a book by its cover. In this case, not even by the first few pages of it. With that in mind, he actually did not have much mercy for the bullies with inflated egos who thought they were better than you based on only appearance and basic behavior. It was not his initial choice to fight, no, but he was very capable of pushing down opponents who did not expect him to actually be a capable 'enemy', thinking he would just cower or try to run. It was actually amusing to watch them reel back in confusion when they realized they made a mistake by picking on him.

Fun stories aside however, this current situation was a different kind of puzzle to solve. Not having much of a choice at this point, as backing down would be pretty pathetic after having spoken up, he would come to the decision of simply standing his ground. He would give a low cough to clear his throat before offering the woman a somewhat mysterious, yet polite smile. ''I won't..claim I know a lot about your experience with this, but I do have to wonder. You just came in barreling, immediately resulting to a rough tug-of-war like some sort of heroic warrior. You did not even really give a chance for anything else to happen. Yet for some reason I cannot fanthom, you're completely certain the student in question is unreasonable. I did not see you even offering a chance to try reasoning first. Isn't that a bit of a poor judgement to start with?'', he would shift slightly again, folding an arm across his stomach. His style...was quite unusual. His delivery was mildly awkward at a glance, and yet there was an obvious cool confidence behind his words as well. A paradox of sorts, if you will.

''I find it to be an irony, seeing the section of the library we are in. But isn't a natural reaction to sudden offense an equal amount of defense? If this is your first response to seeing someone break the given rules, maybe you ought to rethink working in a position that deals with maintaining a calm and civil environment, miss.'' He could definitely show a good amount of decisiveness when it came to a subject where he knew what he was saying, no matter how he actually came across. In fact, a big half of his socializing issues came not from his initial awkwardness, but from his style of speech. Direct? Check. Blunt? Check. Sharp tongue? Very. Well, at least when he was in a situation that allowed him to confront or discuss, that is. In situations where he was supposed to be friendly and give a pleasant air...let's just say that's when it would get super awkward. He did have a habit of simply stating what was on his mind clearly when he actually decided to open his mouth, unless he felt the need to watch his step.

Really though. Did the woman not think before taking action? ''As for what I'd do...maybe I'd actually try talking and finding a possible compromise first. Or at least approach the situation in a proffesional manner. Not almost assault someone right away. If giving it a try doesn't work, you can always take the route of reporting this to the higher ups who could deal with it in other ways that don't involve actions that are near violence. Which is certainly not setting a good example for anyone.'' If his predictions were correct, the woman would probably not take too well to him dropping the burn on her. Yet, she had sort of asked for it with her behavior. What is someone like that doing in a position that is all about dealing with students and maintaining order? This is a school, not some bootcamp where you solve everything by giving the ones who misbehave a round of spanking or such. That said, he would offer an awkward smile as he turned his focus towards a random point ahead. Sharp approach or not, he did not do it out of actual enjoyement, and it was actually rather unsettling to have to.

''Does that answer your question well enough...?''

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Post by Rika on Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:51 pm

This was funny as hell. While Tamiki did not usually side with the geeky type, he had to admit that this four eyed fellow was indeed something worth at least taking a bit more seriously than the others that fit the bill. For one despite his stick like appearance and the fact he fit the bill of nerd all the way around, he seemed to have a mouth on him that was impressive enough and the fact he didn’t back down once faced with conflict only made the dark haired male reconsider his first opinion on him even more.

Tamiki’s outlook on the “nerd” only further improved as the guy seemingly sided with them rather than the woman. Hearing what he said actually caused the calmer twin’s smirk to fade a bit as he looked at male up and down with his eyes alone quite amused. It was rare that someone actually took this approach when it came to his brother, so maybe...just maybe this guy was worth bothering in a non-bully fashion. Hmm. He would have to see.

In any case, Tamiki would continue to observe the situation surprisingly quiet and passive for the moment. He didn’t see the need to act since the tall one was taking care of the talking and didn’t seem to be harming his brother. Though he did take note he moved a bit when Rika got behind him. Even so he didn’t run. Interesting…

Meanwhile the librarian and the blonde would have different reactions. Rika’s was rather mild as he actually paused in his doodling and leaned back a bit to look at the other he was currently hiding behind (to the side of…. Whatever >>). Blinking up at him sleepily, he would let his mind absorb what was happening for a second.

Wait...the guy was still standing nearby….and now he was actually going against the meanie face lady? Huh? What a strange guy. Guess the guy had more than his looks going for him. A bit distracted by this new train of thought, Rika would observe the other with a sleepy expression for a while longer  before he was knocked out of his daze by the librarian who was definitely not liking the situation. No she seemed downright offended by the logic being presented to her. As the woman became more agitated, Rika would give her a blank look as he blinked again and just listened.

“Hmph! No it is not poor judgement. I’ve had three classes with that nut. Three? And each time anyone who tries to reason with...it, the results are always the same. Nothing comes out of it. For example watch this.” She would pause and take a breath before trying to put on a nice smile as she moved so she could see Rika better.

“Okay Rika. You’ve had your fun. So can you please give that book back?” she would ask her words seemingly sweet, but to a careful ear it was more like she was talking to a baby rather than a person that could be reasoned with. In response to this, Tamiki would go from smiling to frowning as he gave half a thought of actually throwing something at the broad….

Honestly, this sort of shit really pushed his patience. Yes Rika was a unique case, but this sort of behavior in response to him? Well he had many words for it, but instead of saying anything this time, he let his brother’s response speak for itself.

Rika would give the woman a blank look for a few seconds before his pretty face became quite ugly as he gave her a sneer of disgust and turned slightly in his spot away from her before muttering something in a language that was not English….Was it French perhaps? It was hard to say thanks to the low tone he muttered it in. Regardless, it was clear he was displeased and from the way he went back to writing in the book, it was clear his answer was no as far as giving up the book went..

As if that proved everything, she would look back at the taller man with an exasperated look.

“See? You cannot reason with that,” she would say and then hearing his next set of words. She would frown even more. “So you say, but honestly even if I hadn’t done that he’d still do something dramatic. You should see how he behaves in class. He worse than a little kid!” she would say getting daggers thrown at her from Tamiki, but the dark haired one remained surprisingly constrained. Maybe he was more interested in seeing what the other would do...even if he wanted to beat the shit out of her….This woman…

“As for this job. It was perfectly fine until the beast came in here. If it was anyone else, I’d be fine, but this one? No...you have to be drastic to get him to do anything,” she would say with a shake of her head. Honestly why didn’t this one not get it? Why defend a mental case like that anyway? She just didn’t get it. On that note…

She would give another huff.

“Report him? Pfft. The only reason these two let alone him,” she pointed at Rika agitated. “Is in the system is because the ones in charge turn a blind eye to them,” she growled and then looking him up and down she would smirk bitterly.

“Oh yeah? Well good luck compromising with him. I bet you a 100 dollars you couldn’t get him to give up that book,” she would say and then hearing his question, she’d just let out a light “tch”. She didn’t have anything to say to that question as she clearly believed she was right in the matter….even if her whole argument was probably broken and null at this point.

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Tamiki: Restraining himself from attacking the librarian for the moment since this isn’t between just them and one other. He is watching, but glaring daggers at the librarian.

Rika: He is surprisingly quiet for some reason and seems to have drawn a small devil tearing apart a winged being with a face that resembles the librarian’s along the top part of the page he is currently on. His thoughts are hidden and his mood hard to gauge. Good or bad? Who knows.
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Post by Sharaku on Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:26 pm



Hell. That's what this really was. In all honesty, Sharaku would rather be anywhere else than here at this point. Yes, he did stand his ground in an exchange, but did he truly care? Not quite. At least, in the sense of caring about listening to someone shoving their subjective superiority right in his face. It was ironic, really. How his original concern had been not being really eager to get involved with anything having to do with troublemakers, but in the end, the one person who was supposed to be the solution to such things was the bigger nightmare in sight. He didn't like people like this, by a long shot. Nor did he really give a damn about the fact that she supposedly held a position of authority here. If you aren't competent enough to earn respect, then some title or job isn't going to cover for that. In his opinion, if nothing else, but someone like this should really just consider hauling their ass out of here instead. Calling people rude things and whatnot is not what should be done in a school setting, library or not. He really doubted she was paid to demean any and all students who don't fit in her idea of how one should behave.

What to do about it though? On one hand, he certainly knew how to bring someone down with words if need be. Yet, it wasn't really in his personal interest to waste his time doing so. Was he going to gain anything out of this? Well, maybe he'd finally get the peace to find his book and work on his project, but he was already losing the mood to carry on with it today thanks to this confrontation souring his day. It was bad enough that it was only Monday still, and this was not improving it at all. Frankly, he was starting to get mildly restless at this point. He just wanted it to be done and over with as soon as possible. While his expressions weren't an easy giveaway in most cases, if one knew what they were looking at, it was decently obvious that he was really dropping low with his tolerance level right now. He could be patient with many things, yes. However, he did not tolerate people like this well. Still, his state of mind didn't leak into his presentation a lot, and thus his words were still pretty calm, even if biting.

''That's like stating that after three tries of failing to cook a certain meal, you are guaranteed to never be able to do it right. It's hardly enough of a number to use in an objective analysis of any situation. That is what I would classify as an excuse to avoid properly dealing with something you decided you do not like. Or someone in this case. Speaking of which, are you sure that addressing students by derogatory terms is what you should be doing on your job?'' He didn't even need to have a detailed knowledge on the rules to figure that some things simply should not be done. Creativity in a job environment was fine, but certain boundaries existed regardless. Besides, by doing that, you're only digging your own grave. Calling someone things like 'nut' and openly implying they are an idiot but expecting them to happily comply? Really, he thought that he was bad when it came to proper social cues and whatnot, but this woman took the cake. Because he was at least aware that he wasn't very good at it and would concede his point if proven wrong. She on the other hand wasn't able to see past her own ego, probably.

The two of them were obviously coming from two different styles of view, which helped none. She was all about using her own feelings on the matter as a basis for her statements and arguments, while he was simply relying on logic to put it in place. That was an automatic recipe for horrible clashing.

Taking a very small break from countering her flaming, he would actually turn his head this time, to observe her 'nice' attempt. Could it even be called that? He was honestly allergic to this kind of bullshit. There's a difference between a genuine attempt and fake, shallow acting. But he stayed calm, unlike the other guy who seemed to be showing some contempt at this point, based on the short glance Sharaku gave him in passing afterwards. This was pretty sad. Hazel eyes would flit between the trio in thought, as he fiddled with his glasses slightly, seemingly unsure of what to say to this scene. The imagery was not far from the truth, actually. There were plenty things he could say, that was a fact. Which one should he go with though? He already came to the understanding that there was no way to win this peacefully without giving in and agreeing with her. And that was something he wasn't willing to do....

''Look....I don't really know what are you trying to play at here, but this is really starting to get out of hand. Don't get me wrong. I am aware that drawing in books one doesn't own isn't really an acceptable behavior from the basic standpoint. I wish I knew what you are really thinking though. Someone not fitting into the perfect imagery you have in your mind does not give you the permission to act like a shallow bitch to them and expect a positive reaction in return. There are people who can see through layers of sweet fakery.'' Actually, maybe at this point he should also be worrying about what she thought of him. He'd bet it was nothing nice with how easily she was reduced to an unpleasant grate already. Luckily though, he did not really care. If someone like that wants to think bad of him, they are free to keep wallowing in their ignorance. He'd let them. He was only truly concerned over the opinion of people he cared for in any way. Throwing big tantrums like a kid over emotional garbage was not like him. In fact, at times he could even make people wonder if he was coldblooded or something, with how calm he could be in the face of things.

He would sigh faintly as he moved his hand to swipe away a few adventurous wavy locks of hair which came loose while he had been playing with his glasses recently. He was really going to get a headache out of this eventually. A good debater he could be, but he was still way more comfortable being on his own and in relative silence. All this random mess was just an unnecessary overload for him. In nine out of ten situations, he would actually very much prefer avoiding a direct confrontation somehow. He would rather pick his battles than tussle with everyone who was showing to have lower IQ. Because really, then he would be doing nothing else all day long and he would sooner die than that. Today was really unlucky for him, having ended up torn between keeping his pride or chasing after his peace which would involuntarily give the idea of him running like a coward.

''I think I'd still beg to differ in this case. I would assume the job was okay only because everyone else listened to your words and didn't really do anything you didn't largely approve of. You can't judge someone's competence accurately by looking only at situations which did not even require any skills to be put in use. And right now when you're actually supposed to do your job actively, you're not showing a lot of useful skill I would say.'' Unless getting offended and defensive easily was considered to be a skill worth mentioning. Even if, it was certainly not one needed in the job of a librarian. She couldn't handle a student breaking the rules, and she wasn't holding all too well in this talk either. She seemed to possess a more aggressive demeanor. Maybe she should look for a job which lets her be just that. Really though. If he actually took enjoyment in these kinds of situations, he would find this laughable. Someone who possesses true authority of any kind would probably have a way to put him down, instead of caving in and arguing with him like this, as if that solved anything in the end.

He would shift in his spot again as he closed his eyes in mild exasperation. ''Well, that is a fault of their own then. Ignorance is often worse than giving an attempt. Although, if this is the kind of treatment they would give, then maybe it's even for the better. I haven't been around this school long enough to tell properly yet, but you make me wonder just how does everyone deal with problems that arise here.'' At least, he hoped others had more of a brain that this woman. This certainly wasn't something he wanted to have to deal with frequently. At her next statement though, he would actually frown for the first time since this entire exchange began. ''Are...you trying to gamble over something that should be your own job to figure out...?'' Was that kind of thing even allowed here? ''Regardless, I don't care for your money. I'm not doing this to gain some loot or anything like that. You could say I'm just allergic to stupidity and people with egos bigger than their own brain.'' It's not like he came here for the purpose of doing a grown woman's job for her. In fact, he honestly just wanted her to leave. Dealing with the due sounded like a nicer idea right now...

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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Fri Aug 26, 2016 4:51 pm

Life was a place where things were earned rather than given. While it was true someone like Tamiki or Rika had many material things given to them, the things that mattered in life like friendships, love, and other important matter like that were ultimately left up to the twins to build and grow. It was true they weren’t the best in a social ring and they probably had a more enemies then all of their fingers and toes combined, but even so there was a small pool of people that knew how to handle them and in turn at least gain a chance to earn their respect. Speaking of respect, let’s speak on the matter of how you do and do not gain respect from the pair, let alone a person with any amount of common sense.

So Whathisface….well Whatshisface isn’t nice very nice and was a mouthful to boot. No. Let’s use something more respectful since the guy wasn’t just something to brush off as easy meat. Let see here. Oh! Mr. Nerd. Yes. Adding mister to this without any sarcasm behind it was a sign of respect and calling him what he looked like was okay to until a name was given. So Mr. Nerd it shall be for now. Now that that important matter is out of the way, where was I? Oh yes. So…

Mr. Nerd seemed to understand the situation and perhaps if the librarian wasn’t there to make this obvious, the outlook the twins had on the taller man would probably have been different. But alas she was here, but more on that issue later. So like, this guy understood the situation. It was true, Rika was a special case by normal standards. It was also true that a huge majority wrote the guy off as an idiot, unreasonable, insane, or a murderer and in turn either ignored him or responded negatively and way over the top to things he did. So what the librarian did was not exactly surprising. Nor was her words. In fact, if Mr. Nerd had followed along and agreed with the woman, Tamiki would’ve steamrolled them both. After all, this form of disespect was not tolerated on a normal day by either pair, but what saved face smashing for the moment was the fact that it seemed Mr. Nerd had more sense and understanding within him and so took a stand against the librarian.

Bravo for him.

Further more, it seemed the guy was aiming to steal Rika’s heart at this rate as he retaliated so beautiful against the venom that flew from that woman. He responded so well that Tamiki went from steaming to actually smirking again. They had an ally...temporary though it was, and the way the words served justice to that little dolt that spewed said venom? It was divine! See. Mr. Nerd had set himself apart just like that and in turn at least had the dark hair wanting to know his name and a bit more of his story. Rare considering he never gave a hoot about such things when it came to those he targeted. Regardless none of that would be done with the Hell Queen there. He supposed he’d wait to see if she broke.

Meanwhile, Rika who had been drawing a moment ago paused as he looked at his drawing and then over at the man he was behind his expression was quite perplexed as he compared the two. Had...had his little friend actually become real for a moment? Sure, the man in question wasn’t literally tearing her apart like his drawing, but my, my those words sure weren’t nice either. Oh! Maybe his little friend was actually a knight instead then? How lovely! But seriously... how was Shit Face gonna deal with that one? Grinning mischievously, Rika would turn in his spot as he held the book close to him in with one hand keeping the picture covered as he leaned forward slightly to get a better view of the librarian.

For the moment she wasn’t looking at him as she instead focused on her main problem instead: the beautiful man between them ~<3.

“Oh please. You can perfect cooking. You cannot perfecting trying to interact with idiots. I mean look at him,” she would point at him and then taking in the fact that he is grinning she would continue. “You really think he is comprehending any of this? He is just sitting there grinning. If he even had a clue what was going on he wouldn’t respond like that. Also now that I think on it, he typically let’s that asshole,” she’d jab a finger back at Tamiki who only rolled his eyes in response this as she kept right on talking.  “Do all the fighting for him and just watch with that damn blank expression of his. I hardly doubt calling him names is going to do anything. Besides I am not alone in this boat. There are many around here that would tell you the same. He is honestly a hopeless case,” she would say as she folded her arms with a huff.

Rika, on the other hand, responded by simply frowning a bit as he scratched his head. Seeing this the librarian would scoff.

“See? Point proven! He doesn’t have a clue!” she would say. Though her point was very misplaced and at this point so out of the ball park it was sad. So sad that at this point that Tamiki stopped being mad as he resisted the urge to just facepalm. If she knew half the story behind that little scratch of the head, she wouldn’t be so eager to use that as support. Too bad she didn’t realize she actually digging her own grave in more than one way at this point. Ah well. Probably wouldn’t matter at this rate. Look at Mr. Nerd go!

The little bitch even seemed to be swelling the angrier she got. Oh was she going to explode? Now wouldn’t that be nice?

Meanwhile the librarian was steaming not appreciating the silences or the calmness of the other. For whatever reason that made her angrier. What was it, huh? This guy and all his logic? Did he think he was better than her? That she was incompetent and didn’t know right from wrong? In fact, in her head she wasn’t doing anything wrong at all. To her, what she stated about the blonde was common knowledge, so why...why was this one not getting it? It was baffling really. As for that retort. That got three very distinct reactions.

Tamiki was amused at first, but calling the chick a bitch just put the icing needed on this mess of a cake. Grinning quite openly pleased at this one, he add fuel to the flame.

“Ouch. You gonna let pretty boy get away with that?” he muttered to the woman, who only became redder as she glared out at her opponent.

“Hehehe.”

Rika would actually let out a laugh at the situation at first quite tickled by the whole event; however, the woman’s reaction would quickly change that. It seemed she had completely snapped and had lost focus on what the whole conversation was about.

“I am not playing anything. Nor am I being fake. I am laying down facts that you are apparently to thick headed to get!” she would begin quietly as she balled her fist trembling with rage. When she spoke again, where her mind really was became more questionable.

“Damn bookworms assuming they know so much about what is right and what not. You have no idea what hell that monster has put this school through though I don’t expect a know-it-all to understand it,” she would chuckle hollowly as she glared at him. 'I am not a bitch nor am I unskilled. I am the best fit for this job, so why don’t you fuck off!” she would snap as she lashed the air in front of her violently….that was until she a book crashed right into her face.

“Oh..” Tamiki would unfolded himself as his mind registered what just happened, grin gone now. It wasn’t a large book or a hard back thankfully, but it seemed the blonde who had been amused before had finally reached a limit to how much he was going to actually allow the woman to rant on in such a pointless fashion. In fact as she stumbled back holding her nose and grumbling, Rika had actually gotten to his feet and was moving unexpectedly calmly towards the woman as he let out a sigh.

“My, my. So much noise,” he would say, his tone his natural soft and low speech rather than giddy as he approached the woman in what appeared to be a casual fashion before stopping in front of her and leaning down innocently enough.

“You really should listen to people, you know? I think it would help in the long run,” he would say blinking innocently up at her before standing straight and folding his arm as he looked up at the ceiling a bit.

“Though I wonder if you’ll remember that,” he would say tapping his lip in thought and then looking back at the stunned librarian he’d grin maliciously. “Let’s see shall we? I’ll try not to mess your face up too badly, k?” he would say cracking his knuckles lightly with a grin.

And that was all it took. Between being told off, being embarrassed, and now being threatened the girl couldn’t take it. Cursing them all and threatening to report them, she turn and pushed Tamiki out of the way before running off.

From there, there was silence as Tamiki watched where the librarian went as Rika tilted his head slightly and seemed to wait. When she was out of sight, Tamiki looked over at his brother and then the pair were cracking up.

“Jeez mon. You’d think she had more fight than that,” Tamiki would say as he leaned against the book shelf for support.

“Hehehe,” Rika would continue to laugh a bit before settling into a light giggle and then becoming as he looked at his nails. His speech pattern had returned to giddy and a bit more nonsensical once more.  “Rika doesn’t have to waste another hour getting our nail done. Happy day,”  He would say and then turning he would go back the way he came as he would brush pass the taller man and retrieve the book he left on the floor. With a triumphant smirk, he hug the book close to him before moving pass the other again. He would take a few steps forwards before pausing and smirking as his eyes would narrow as he turned slightly in his spot and looked at the taller man up and down. He seemed to be pleased with something though what it was he would not say.

“Such a pretty man. Rika wonders how he would look without glasses though,” he would say debating about taking the glasses off of the other or not, but deciding to be nice, he’d resist the urge. After all, this one deserved a bit of thanks did he not?

Recovering from the laugh attack, Tamiki would become a bit more serious as he shifted from his spot and came a bit closer to the pair.

“Aye. He is not bad looking, but I have to admit those glasses are deceiving,” Tamiki would say not exactly knowing how to judge a male. Women were more his forte, but this wasn’t about literal appearances anyway. Focusing on the guy Tamiki would continue speaking. This time directly speaking to the man as he gave him a surprisingly friendly smile

"Mmm. I suppose I should thank you. Not many step out of their way like that. What’s your name stranger?”
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Post by Sharaku on Fri Aug 26, 2016 6:59 pm

Such a drag. At this point, Sharaku was actually wondering as to why was he still even entertaining this debate. The woman was way too busy laying down insults instead of attempting to reason with something more relevant than ‘I am utterly and completely convinced someone is an idiot, therefore it is a fact and I am justified in acting like some bully’. That’s really all it was, wasn’t it? One of the more extreme cases of narrow-mindedness. Don’t get him wrong, he was listening to what she was saying, and he did take note of the possibility that the one in question wasn’t the smartest cookie in the room. There was always a chance that he was wrong. However, he had plenty reason to question her accusations anyway. Someone as dumb as she was implying the student to be would likely not have made it this far in school in the first place. Is an idiot capable of getting into college and not failing completely? All she has pointed out so far is the fact that the two are causing trouble. But that simply said that they were the troublemaker type of students. Nothing more, nothing less.

Regardless, he would let her completely finish her piece until she folded her arms, at which he would just shake his head lightly. ‘’The only thing holding one back from perfecting something is their own mindset. Though, there is something I’d like to ask in regards to what you are claiming. Let’s say he were really as dumb as you are trying to illustrate. Why would he be here then? You need an apt amount of intelligence to get this far in your studying, and college isn’t even mandatory at all. You keep jabbing at his intelligence this whole time, but based on you implying you have experience with it, I can assume he’s been at this school for a while already. I would think a real idiot would fail all the classes and either get kicked out fast, or be in huge trouble over grades, if they even managed to finish the education that comes before college level to begin with.’’ Could she claim the guy being in that kind of spot? Because if he was getting at least decent grades, then there was no way he wouldn’t have a clue as to what is going on at all. It would make no sense for someone unable to comprehend a conversation to be in school in the first place.

Moving a hand to fix his glasses out of habit again, he would add a bit more. ‘’Also, I am not a fan of sheep herd mentality. Just because a bunch of people have a certain opinion, I do not believe I have to share the same one simply due to it being a majority call.’’ This was actually one of his biggest pet peeves if he had to name some. People nodding along when there is an opinion going around strongly. Often even out of fear of being the outcast if they disagree with it. He never cared for that. He’d rather have the real truth, even if it meant being frowned at. Hinting at many people having the same outlook was one of the worst ways of trying to convince him to believe something. Plus, it sounded like a desperate move anyway.

He would blink as she soon followed by an accusation that frankly sounded like a repeat of what she already said. He would briefly glance at the guy before focusing back on her. ‘’Only if you are an expert on non-verbal communication. Otherwise, I say that it could be interpreted as many things. And I think I do not understand as to why you insist that just because someone chooses to not respond to you spitting venom at them, they are automatically clueless. Maybe he just doesn’t want to even talk to someone who keeps insulting him in every few words.’’, he would pause for a bit with a weak smile. ‘’I wouldn’t really want to either.’’ He didn’t even now. On the other hand, he refused to admit a loss against someone like that. If he did so, it would imply he was willing to agree with her bully outlook, and that would be an utter embarrassment, really. He had a certain personal standard, and that did not belong anywhere in it.

If this talk wasn’t so tiring, it would actually be very amusing as to how she was using something like that as proof for her points, while anything he said was seen as incorrect, no matter how logical it was. Outside of that, he had to wonder about her stand towards it all. If she was so utterly certain she was correct, what’s all the anger for? There’s no need to fume like that if you know you cannot lose, is there? She didn’t appear to be as confident as her words would imply if she got angered so easily just by someone pointing out flaws in her view. And that was before he even went as far as actually using an insulting word, which didn’t even really compare to the plethora of rude remarks she had been tossing herself up until now.

He wasn’t really pleased by the two butting into this, in all honesty. He doubted that was going to make the ride any easier, and he was mildly uncomfortable with being called pretty boy as well. Although that was unrelated to the situation at hand. Ah well, things never go the way you imagine them, do they? And so, he chose to not react to that, or what came afterwards. His expression was actually almost apathetic as she decided to literally snap and cuss him out. If she expected to see him get mad, then tough luck. If he had been in a different mood, maybe he would have actually laughed at the irony of what she was spewing. You see…this was far from the first time he had been called a know-it-all. It was one of the things he got fairly often, because a lot of people had no better retort to his statements than to imply he was being arrogant in some fashion. It’s a typical response to being completely steamrolled and not knowing how to retaliate soundly. To accuse the one winning of being a stuck up of sorts. How many times has he seen it firsthand, he couldn’t even remember anymore.

Yes, he would admit he had a very direct way of announcing his opinion. That was probably the main reason why people felt like it was coming from arrogance, which wasn’t true at all. It was simply his style of dealing with a debate, and he was very much willing to concede his point if proven wrong in the right way. Not many people could really do that, it would appear. That was perhaps because he also picked his fights. He would only go as far when he was decently sure he wasn’t utterly in the wrong, and so, this was a typical occurrence. ‘’Opinions aren’t facts. And seeing as you are unwilling to even see a view different than your own as valid at all, you are as much of a know-it-all as me then. Better put, if you want to get in my face, at least try not to do it by making yourself out to be a hypocrite. I understand one thing though. You can’t deal with being put down, can you?’’, he would state calmly, almost wanting to add something more afterwards....if he was let to do so.

Sadly, a flying book took away his chance to continue, and he would proceed to stare at the commotion blankly, for a moment not really comprehending as to what just happened. He had been so busy focusing on the verbal part of this conflict, that such a big sensory change completely tossed him out of the box.

‘’……?’’

And so, he just stood there, for once not participating in what was happening at all. For a decent while, at least. Thus, the blonde was free to go through his threat attempt and whatnot, even though normally he may have commented on it in some way. On a side note though, it would seem this proved that the guy wasn’t dumb, seeing as he was speaking and making sense just fine.

Sharaku would honestly not really snap out of it until the blonde walked back past him to get the book that started it all. At which, he would turn his head to actually focus on the current situation, a half-frown on his face. Well, the woman was gone, which is technically what he wanted to happen. Even though it wasn’t exactly in the way he would have hoped for.

‘’I…normal?’’

He certainly seemed to be out of his game at this point, as he kind of answered Rika’s wonderings about his appearance. Really, it was almost odd, but he did not have so much edge when he wasn’t being pushed by an argument of some sort. Otherwise it would be much easier for people to realize he wasn’t your typical nerd. In more laidback situations, he wasn’t so sharp in his acting. Back to the question and answer however…well, he wasn’t lying. Although, he actually did look kind of different without his glasses. Certainly much less bookworm-like, and people would get a clearer look at his eyes as well. Plus, without the glasses’ rim being an obstacle, the beauty mark under his left eye would actually be noticable.

‘’…should I wonder why am I being spoken about as if I wasn’t right here…?’’

He would ask somewhat awkwardly, as the other one followed by commenting on his looks in a different way. Did he need an ‘I’m here’ sign to put on himself? Or maybe this was normal? Still, he wasn’t used to people talking about someone else’s good/bad looks when said person could hear it loud and clear. It was slightly uncomfortable. It’s not like he had any issues with his appearance, but it felt really odd to have someone make remarks about it like that. A wonder for later though, as he had bigger problems to deal with now. For example, having to engage in a conversation that didn’t require him butting heads with someone. The real challenge only began now…

‘’I…just don’t like stuck up people. My name is Sharaku.’’
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Post by Rika on Sat Aug 27, 2016 1:46 pm

Sometimes it is better if one is losing the battle to simply admit defeat and walk away, but Tamiki supposed, as he watched this event unfold, that the librarian was too pig headed or angry to do said thing. Despite not making sense, repeating herself, and pretty much digging herself into a deeper hole in before, the librarian held her ground and continued to hold out against the other.

When she was challenged with a question, she would have her answer.

“Oh that is simple,” she would say as she glared at the other. “It is easy to keep something that doesn’t belong in the system when you have money to make people turn a blind eye to a cancer. You think I am just spewing nonsense, but it is fact. I’ve seen the type of work he turns in. Drawings and just nonsense for answers. He should be getting F’s all the way, but he doesn’t. You know why? Because some teachers just pass him anyway. Probably cause they feel sorry for the dummy and moves him along. The others won’t touch him because they are getting paid to sit back and just watch. It is as simple as that.” The woman had folded her arms at this point and was nodding as if she had it all figured out; however, if one were to pay any attention to the twins, one could probably figure out just how “true” this was.

Rika seemed a bit baffled at that accusation as he tilted his head at her with frown.

“Huh?” was all he would let out as he tried to understand what exactly was coming out her mouth. That one was really puzzling. Where did she get that idea from? Well it seemed Tamiki was more in the know, then him for he didn’t look surprised as he simply gave the girl a deadpan expression as he shook his head.

“Well. At least you confirm that particular rumor is a thing…” he would grumble as he shook his head. Honestly where did these folks come from? Yes...they had made many enemies from doing things, but from tossing around status? No. Yes, it was true they were the rich kids and they did not hide that. They came looking their best and what not, but they weren’t being arrogant about it. In fact, they acted more or less like normal folk their age, but apparently there was envy in places without them having to do anything. While it didn’t happen as often as folks going after his brother, occasionally a nut like this would crop up to start stuff over material things...and here he thought this was a dislike matter. He suppose it was beyond that now….She really was a Hell Queen.

Regardless, she seemed to become semi-sweet with the next words. “Oh I have no problem with that and quite frankly that is fine. What is not fine is defending that one there. He is a cancer. He has sweet looks and what not, but he is evil itself. If you defend him he will end up becoming corrupting you too!”

Whoo-boy! What was this even? Could she even hear herself? One had to wonder as Tamiki just shook his head slightly at the woman and Rika let out a small moan as he pretty much laid on the floor and rest his head on his arms. It would seem he had passed out from how smoothly he went down, but he was far from unconscious as he muttered something under his breath as he remained face down shaking his head. Yep. This chick was a goner and yet she kept going.

Rika would look up at the girl as she flamed on and then would only tilt his head at the other as he glanced back. He...honestly had nothing to say to this. It was giving him a headache and his brother looked like he wasn’t going to be much help either when it came to understanding just what was going on. Why...why couldn’t people be normal like this guy in front of him? Or just leave him be? He didn’t understand. It made no sense even to his nonsensical mind. Just why?

Oh?

Rika who was looking a bit distressed at first would find himself blinking and then smirking with approval as he heard the man’s comment on why he choose not to answer the woman. See? Now what was so hard about --? Oro…

The smile faded as the woman rambled on…

“His typical response is a goofy grin or something random no matter what you do. Clearly, you just don’t get he is not all there!” the woman would say her superiority complex over taking her apparently because now she was just pulling at nothing...and now going on the attack due to the fact that the other was actually right. Adding a little more fuel to the fire didn’t help sure, but for her to go so off base like that? That was actually annoying...and perhaps it was annoyance or some other thought that provoked Rika to stop playing around and actually do something about the situation.

Yes it was fun to watch and listen to a debate, but after a while it did get boring when the other party had nothing to gamble with...and when things got boring, it was time to clean up the mess. Besides, pretty boy had done enough work no? Shouldn’t he not return the favor and clean up the rest? It was a strange and quiet shift as he let the conversation continue, his eyes gazing over the books around casually. What to do?

Meanwhile the librarian was livid as she went gone beyond reason.

“I am not a hypocrite and my opinions are fact! I am quite fine holding my own, its just you are too dumb to recognize the truth!” she would spit and probably would’ve continued on if the whole book incident had not occurred and in turn showed just how much of a coward she really was.

With the Hell Queen effectively exorcised, things turned back to normal...or rather as normal as a conversation between twins and the other could get. Both took notice of his change in behavior and speech pattern, but didn’t seem to mind too much as each reacted to what was said in their own way.

To his question about their chat Tamiki would grin.

“Maybe that is because we simply can. Though if we really wanted to speak in that fashion about ya, we wouldn’t openly observe you like that nor be as loud. I guess you can say being like this is our odd way of inviting you to join in. You’re interesting observe, so naturally we are gonna talk. Though I wonder if you want to talk with us. It would be kind of sad if this ended up one way,” Tamiki said remaining friendly enough as he watched the other. He seemed to be less elegant in his delivery this round, making the dark hair male wonder what happen. The guy seemed to be so sure of himself before and now it seemed he was uncertain. It was a curious change for sure, but nothing major he hoped. Anyway…

“Oh good. At least we can agree on that point. Though the majority seem to fall in her boat when it comes to my brother or myself,” he would say as he watched as Rika sit on the floor and place the book off to the side. Rika would take the pens out of his hair giving up on the sad bun. Stuffing most of the pens in his dress pocket, he would then gather some of the long locks and would twist them a bit before sticking a black and red skull pen in the knot to secure the it and pony. The glance was a brief one as Tamiki’s golden colored eyes returned to the other as he continued.

“I am glad you’re the black sheep of the herd. At least there is some hope around here,” he would say with a light nod, then hearing a name he would he would give the other a polite smile.

“Nice to meet yo, Sharaku. My name Tamiki and this one is Rika,” he would say as the blonde looked up at the other with a shy smile and wave, then seeming to remember something he would blink as he tilted his head at the other.

“Normal?” Rika would say as he got to his feet his posture becoming a bit hunched over and he tapped his lip with his finger thinking for a moment. Apparently the answer from before finally hit him and now that it sunk in he actually reacted to it….or rather come up with an idea on how to react to it that is.

As this idea came to him, he would grin as he closed the distance between himself and the other.

“What is normal, hmm?” he would ask as he looked up at the other with an innocent gaze and then smirking mischievously, he would enter the other’s space bubble bringing them uncomfortably close for strangers as he used the other’s body for a bit of leverage. The other would only feel light pressure against him as the blonde made a quick hop and a nab for the glasses.

The action was quick, but could be interrupted if the other chose to push him off; however, if he didn’t he would find the blonde pushing away from him lightly and hopping back a bit with glasses in hand as he placed some distance between them, so he could observe what said normal looked like. It didn’t seem like a bully move. Just random curiosity expressed in an odd fashion.

Even so, whether he was successful or not rested on the man and what he did in response to the invasion of space.




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Post by Sharaku on Sat Aug 27, 2016 4:15 pm

This woman was definitely a work of art. Sharaku could not understand how she was so adamant in insisting that he did not understand her 'facts', when she did not even try to understand his either. And then she goes saying she isn't a hypocrite at all. She probably wouldn't admit to being wrong in anything that one could bring up, regardless of if it had to do with this particular situation or something unrelated. Someone's certainly stuck in a big pot of self-importance. Alas, she was forced to shut her yap eventually at least, even if through unconventional means. Ah well...

Sharaku's expression would be mildly puzzled for a while after he received that odd explanation to his question. The statements were honestly confusing him. If they wanted to do that, they wouldn't do this, but it's natural anyway, so they are obviously doing it...and that all is somehow connected with joining in. He had no clue what he just heard, to be honest. Which was quite ironic, after having been in a debate and displaying unusual precision. Right now he was lost.

He was trying to figure it out, but failing to anyway, ending up just awkwardly inclining his head to the side. ''I don't think...I quite understood the point you were trying to make. But I have no issue with talking as long as it isn't going to turn into something too crazy...'' Not after already having a good dose of that. Plus, he did not forget his original objective for coming here either. He still didn't even find a suitable book. Perhaps today was just meant to be a fail.

''Well...you two could probably be dealing with this better too...people will keep treating you that way even more if you keep giving them reasons to stay in that mindset...'' Yes, it was one thing that people could try to understand before judging. But the duo shouldn't expect that to happen with a wave of a magic wand if they themselves were fueling the bad opinion by acting like troublemakers. Or even being smug and just teasing, like they had done during his stand off against the woman. That does not make people want to reconsider their views. Maybe this wasn't something they'd want to hear. Still, to be fair, he couldn't just condemn everyone else solely, as much as that particular woman was an extreme example of a hater.

He would blink, before shrugging slightly. He wasn't sure how to answer to that one. It was half true, but also not. Being the black sheep doesn't automatically make you better. Sometimes, the crowd actually does have the right opinion. Always rebelling isn't the most sound idea either. He would prefer to just call himself an individualist. He'd follow his own view of things, whether it aligned with the majority or not. ''I stick..to myself. That's all there really is to it. Whether it makes me be the black sheep or not is of no matter to me.'' He wasn't the biggest fan of labels like that anyway. Just be yourself, isn't that the point of being different from every other person around you?

He would smile faintly tough, nodding at the two a bit. ''Likewise...'', he would trail off as he took note of the blonde focusing on him. Um, what? He was somewhat unsure how to take the guy. He had been proven that the guy wasn't stupid alright...but he was still very odd in his way of acting. What makes it worse, Sharaku wasn't even adept at normal social interaction yet. How was he to deal with this properly?

He would stare at the other awkwardly, choosing to just wait and see. Was that the best idea? Maybe not in restrospect, but there was nothing to do about it. Lo and behold, what followed was definitely not what he would ever expect, and it was perhaps thanks to the moment of surprised that Rika would be able to pull off his maneuver. It didn't hit him fast enough for him to be able to react to it in a significant way, and the only thing he managed was an automatic step back out of habit due to having someone too close. Even then, that was after the other already snatched his glassess.

Recovering from the odd assault slightly, he would blink in confusion, looking at the two with a mildly raised eyebrow. (I described le no glasses appearance last post, not gonna do it again) It would be hard to tell whether the loss actually affected him in some way, but he didn't seem to be complaining just yet. Still, a normal person would probably assume he had the glasses for a good reason. He would speak up eventually though.

''...I can at least request that they don't get broken, right...?''
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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Sat Aug 27, 2016 8:48 pm

Tamiki saw the look and action the other gave in response to his words. Confused him, had he? Well, he supposed understanding how he and his brother worked was not the easiest of tasks. Their behavior was odd and very much unconventional in various ways thus dealing with the pair could sometimes be a headache for those that did not have patience or took the time to figure them out. Though....even with said skills sometimes they remained the biggest question mark of the day. The fact of the matter was getting to truly know the pair wasn’t an easy task and since most wrote them off as no goes anyway, there was only maybe one or two people that actually knew them on a level outside of brat or troublemaker. It seem like a lonely and maybe sad affair by some standards, but in reality the twins didn’t mind. The ones that did get far with them were ones they knew they could trust and having each other (as boring as it sounded) meant they weren’t ever really lonely. So they got along more or less with the ways things were..and if it ever needed changing, they supposed they could do something about it. However, that matter was neither here or now, so let’s put that away, yes? We have something more interesting to focus on anyway.

Tamiki would give the other an amused smirk as he responded back.

“In simple terms if we were truly ignoring you, we wouldn’t have spoken in a way to gain attention and in turn a potential reaction,” he would say and then grinning he would continue. “Crazy? Heh. Now why would things get crazy?” he would ask wondering what the man was implying by his words or if he was perhaps worried thanks to what happened with the librarian.

While it was true the twins could give him a hell of a time to be honest, the guy had saved himself from too much abuse thanks to what he did a few moments ago.....Though those brownie points could be quickly taken should the other do something to set them off. For now though, he was in safe enough waters.

As for his words, Tamiki would give him a frown as he backed slightly into the heavy book shelf and leaned against it.

“Handle it better? It depends on what you aiming for with that one. If you referring to bad behavior, then maybe so; however, if you are referring to the issue with my brother well. That ain’t an easy one to just "handle better". Why don’t you elaborate a bit though. I want to be sure we are on the same page before going any further,” he said as he gave the other a laid back look as his brother remained quiet for the time being as he looked at the other books around him. It was true he could try to fix up some of the problem, but Rika wasn’t a just fix thing. After all, his whole special case thing wasn’t an act. While he could function and be calm and surprisingly logical at some points, his brain didn’t function like a normal person’s, making it that much more of a challenge when trying to fix anything he did. There might be some areas of improvement yes, but how far one could go really? Tamiki wasn’t quite sure. Rika was pretty tough to control and asking him to magically change wasn’t going to happen. As for himself...well, he could straighten up and be a better student, but at the same time he wondered how long that would last. He hated boredom...and being a good student seemed to be a boring path. Hmph! It was an iffy choice on his end, but even so he wasn’t against a chat about the matter if the other wanted to continue with the subject.

Regardless of what happened there, the subject would eventually change as the other spoke up in regards to the label black sheep. To this one Tamiki would nod. “I suppose that is understandable,” he would begin, but wouldn’t go further as his brother unexpectedly tuned into the conversation.

“Alone. Hmmm..why alone?” the blonde was saying, but whether that was a direct question or not was another matter considering the blonde was looking at the ground seeming to contemplate something on his own moment more. To this Tamiki would simply raise an eyebrow at his brother wondering what it was that was so fascinating about the word "alone"; however, before he could bother to ask, the blonde had already pushed one wandering thought away and was focusing on something else now. Something that unfortunately would put them all a bit of a pickle.

You see the conversation had been going okay until Rika decided to focus on the whole glasses issue...if it were even and issue to begin with. As this came to the forefront and awkward stare off went by to which Rika only gave the other an innocent grin, Tamiki would find himself biting his lip a bit at the new event that had occurred.

Yeah, he could’ve tried to stop his brother, but he learned a long time ago that caused more trouble than letting the shenanigans happen. It was quite amazing really, the things the blonde would do when he was focused on something. This new stunt being no exception. Even more amazing was the fact that the blonde had managed to succeed.

Tamiki had kind of expected a push reaction or even a stretch reaction to save the glasses. The guy was taller so it was quite possible this whole event could’ve gone wrong; however, it seemed the other didn’t react fast enough. Now whether this was out of shock or something else Tamiki didn’t know. What he did know was Rika now had the glasses and was tilting his head one way and then the other at the taller male observing him and the other was not getting mad?

As the other looked over at them, Tamiki would rub the back of his head sheepishly as Rika continued his odd observation. The older male honestly did not know what to say to this...and he was beyond the point of always apologizing for what his brother did. Rika was going to be himself. You either handled him or you didn’t...there was very little middle ground when it came to the blonde. It all came down to how one could handle such things. For now Tamiki would observe how this one handled the problem as he became quiet and Rika became more active.

“Hehe. You couldn’t even see your pretty mark with these on,” he would say pointing to the spot under his own eye where the taller male had a beauty mark. He seemed thoroughly pleased with himself for a moment as he let out a light giggle of amusement before shifting his weight to the left and becoming a bit more serious. He would tilted his head to the left and continued. “Mmm, you wear normal well, so why glasses?” the blnde would say as he held the glasses lightly in one hand for a few moments and then hearing the request, he would stop smiling as blinked a few times as he look at the glasses in his hand. Seem he had forgotten he had then already, but now that he saw them again, he would grin again.

“Do you need them to see? Will Rika be able to see like you do when wearing them?” he would ask before putting them on himself. If they were prescription glasses who knows how they altered the blonde's world as he looked around on more or less stable feet while he kept the glasses on..
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Post by Sharaku on Sun Aug 28, 2016 9:16 am

Well, he still didn't necessarily understand the point of doing that if they could have just spoken to him directly instead of fishing for a reaction which could have even been a negative one. It didn't really seem worth it to play around like that with someone you don't know yet. Who can tell how will they react to that kind of treatment? Regardless, at least now he understood the statement itself, which was a step forward, if nothing else. Meanings were something he would probably have to pass over for now.

''What if I had reacted badly to that...?'' Did they at least consider the option? Either way, as for the question...he would close his eyes briefly, wondering how to properly explain that one. I didn't exactly have much to do with them. He just didn't want anything too out of line after what had already happened. Quite enough for his day already. He wasn't the person that liked bouncing around the whole day or anything. Having some peace was always a better way to go. ''I...don't know. Just a precaution perhaps, but I simply don't want more messes for the day. Had enough with her already.'' He didn't have anything specific in mind for it. Kind of just a general thing.

He would fold an arm against his stomach as the guy frowned at his suggestion. Frankly, as much as he wasn't really afraid of those two or such, he still felt mildly uncomfortable speaking with them. Maybe it was the style of speaking the dark-haired one had, but it just felt weird to him somehow. Besides, he wasn't even used to trying to have a normal conversation with these kinds of people that did not involve him shutting them down when they decided to mess around with him just because. Most rogue-like students would be more interested in doing that than in talking to him casually, and he wasn't really sure what to think of these two. Yes, he was able to figure that they were keeping nice because he basically took their side in this whole argument that had happened, but how long would that last them? He wished he'd know, but this was one thing he didn't want to try and possibly guess wrong. ''I don't know you two well enough to say...but perhaps the former? I'm..kind of going off the fact that your first choices were to agitate and tease the woman further rather than anything else...if that's similar to how you often act, then I could see people putting you in a negative box pretty fast...'' From the time where Tamiki kicked the book away from her, to their interference when he was talking to her. They sure gave the image of not caring enough about being seen in a better light for even a moment, and it also kind of made it harder for him to make a point when they were acting like little dicks during his talk in one way or another. Or at least one of them was actively doing so.

Well, regardless of where that one went...he would just blink as the following conversation took a somewhat unexpected turn, being interrupted by Rika's random speaking up. Alone what? Was that related to him stating that he stuck to himself? He could see that one, but he wasn't sure what the other bringing it up like that was supposed to mean. Seeing as he had no idea whether there was supposed to be any answer to that, he would at first say nothing, which then turned into a pointless endeavor anyway as it turned into a 'steal the glasses' quest. How very..nice. At the very least, Sharaku didn't need to be extra bothered, since he didn't really need them to see. Although, he wasn't sure just how much he didn't mind his things being randomly stolen. For now however, they were still in his line of sight, so he supposed he could go along for a while. He's still prefer to get them back eventually though.

''I guess...not...'' In most cases, he didn't really care for people pointing it out anyway. It could get annoying, so in a way, the glassess getting in the way of people seeing it was a good thing. Less people poking at him due to an appearance quirk was a predicament he would gladly accept. It was easier that way for the most part. That, and it wasn't like he wore them 24/7 anyway, so it wasn't a constant thing. He would blink...why? Well...''It's a habit. People already think of me as a bookworm of sorts, so might as well.'', he would resort to a half shrug after a moment of thought. That was mostly the point behind it, and he saw no reason to try and make it into an elaborate story right here and now. This should be enough of an explanation to start with, or maybe in general.

Er, though, this was starting to get kind of awkward. Why would someone want to wear his things? That's a bit impolite, isn't it? After already going through stealing them without even asking or anything.


''No..I don't. It's just normal glass...''
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Post by Rika on Sun Aug 28, 2016 11:24 am

“Hm?” Tamiki smile would fade a bit as he tilted his head in the other’s direction as he posed the question.

“Bad reaction is bad reaction,” Rika would say as he continued to look around not seeming to pay much mind to anything until he found some book that caught his interest; however, for the moment, he didn’t pick it up as he simply stared at it blankly making it hard to tell what he was thinking about said item. The behavior was odd yes, but Tamiki didn’t seem to bother as he let out a light hum of agreement.

“What he said is true. If you had reacted badly to the situation, we’d just have to find a way to deal with it,” he would say and then smirking again he would level his view with the other’s. “Though I can tell you now this conversation wouldn’t be happening like it is now if that had occurred.”

It was true. There were many ways this could’ve turned out and while the twins didn’t exactly plan out what they did, they were no fools. They were fully aware of the consequence and what ifs of their actions, but did it anyway just to see which played out...or rather at least Tamiki did things this way. Rika was a bit more questionable. He seemed to have some vague awareness of consequences, but at the same time didn’t do things to test them out so to speak. No, instead he just did things because he felt like it. A bad habit that got him in a bit of scuffle here and there and honestly had become somewhat tamed over time. He still had his moments though, so maybe that problem wouldn’t ever go away. A small worry for another time though.

To the next words heard, Rika covered his face with a giggle seeming amused by something.

“Devil Lady popped!”
he would say with glee to which Tamiki would shake his head with a light sigh.

“That she did. I guess she has been waiting to do that for a while now and just decided that today she would,” Tamiki would say as he cupped his chin in thought. That lady….She was a pain in the ass since last semester though he could never pin-point the problem until today. However…”Unfortunately your luck was bad today and you got caught in the middle, but don’t worry so much. We don’t bite if you don’t give us a reason to,” Tamiki said giving the other a playful wink, but also a warning. Yeah the guy was in their favor for now and would probably stay that way as long as he remained civil and respectful. In the end though they were strangers, so while the twins could be as sweet as pie, it was also a given fact that they didn’t know each other and Tamiki could be a bully without reason despite his words, so things could turn sour if one wasn’t careful. Regardless of what happened with that one was left in the air for now though.

As the other moved and gave his frown, Rika would glance over at him lazily for a moment and then seeing where his arm was, he would tilt his head.

“Tummy ache?” he would wonder as he look up at the other. There didn’t seem to be any real concern there just curiosity really. Much like a child that didn’t understand what something meant...which in this case was true. Rika was perspective to some things, but reading more subtle cues? Heh. He failed there and thus things like this happened; however, Tamiki was able to read the other’s action well enough and wondered for a moment if the guy was actually scared or if speaking in general just made him uncomfortable. It was a strange reaction to be sure, but for now the dark hair male did not bother questioning it. He’d try and figure the other out later if time and luck stuck with them. As for his words?

Bravo on placing the words carefully. Considering the subject matter, the older twin could’ve easily become offended had the man made an error and spoke carelessly. Maybe luck was finally favoring the other. He would have to see. Though for the time being he was quite ticked with one point.

“Hmph. The librarian chick deserved that. I see no problem with watching folk like her burn in very thing that makes them think they are above us. I see it as a form of justice. I can’t really change the negativity that comes with that one unless I simply submit to it all and be passive. And I’ll be damned if i do that. I just don’t like that sort of shit,” Tamiki would say with a heated glare at the books in front of him as he stopped that one there. He wouldn’t go further into that matter with a stranger. No. They’d have to be much closer to dissect that one further. However, the slight flare would end as quickly as it came as the dark haired male looked at the other with a smirk seeming laid back once more.


“As for everything else. Are you suggesting I give up my fun to get in a better standing with everyone else?”

He would purposely leave his brother out of that one. It was true Rika could add onto the mess and make it worse, but in the end it was mainly him doing the most bullying, so since they were on the topic: let’s talk about him. Question was would the guy be bold enough to go there with this one? Or would he turn tail and run? Tamiki was interested to find out, thus his challenge was issued.

Whatever came out of that would happen as things moved on. Some time after the whole “I got the glasses!” victory for Rika, the conversation would become interesting as the other did what he could to handle Rika, who was quite all over the place at the moment. Though despite that he seemed to be paying attention or something like that. For you see, despite looking around the area with the glasses, he would eventually focus on back on the other as the glasses were balanced on the end of his nose. He would give the other a lopsided grin.


“You don’t like your mark?”

The blondewould ask not seeming to understand that might be a bit to personal, but then again...maybe he didn’t care. Rika could surprisingly hold a pretty steady conversation when it came to looks or make up. Maybe that was because that was something that interest him. Not so much for impressing, but rather how much he could change or alter a look with make-up and other things. It was one of those odd quirks of the blonde, that one simply gave up questioning. Anyway, the blonde would continue to observe the other taking in his answer with a slight tilt of his head.

“Oh? Kind of like a finishing piece to complete the look, yes? Mmm okay,” he would say seeming to understand in some fashion the reason why the other used the glasses. Regardless of this, the blonde would keep the glasses on a moment longer before taking them off and folding them gently so they were closed. Blinking sleepily he would nod at the answer given, seeming to unexpectedly lose the energy of before. “Normal be okay,” he would say and then giving the other a small sheepish smile, he would hold out the glasses to him being careful not to get fingerprints on the lens.

Heh. seemed he had become bored of the item. Well at least he hadn’t broken them so, yay?
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Post by Sharaku on Sun Aug 28, 2016 5:40 pm

So, they were the type to just whatever and then try to patch up if something happened to not work out well for them? It wasn’t an approach Sharaku would give thumbs up for, but he could deal with it for as long as it didn’t land him deep into something as well. Although, that could probably easily happen if he took the bite the wrong way and these two would suddenly change their approach somehow. Either way, he would just give the other a pointed look. ‘’What would it be like then?’’ He didn’t know what to make of that implication, but he didn’t necessarily like it. And in a way, he was mildly curious. Would he immediately get treated differently if he had chosen to react in a less calm manner? He kind of wanted to know. If only because the whole issue here had been people treating the two in bad ways, and it would be pretty unfortunate if said ‘victims’ had a habit of judging others very quickly as well. After all, you shouldn’t act towards others the way you don’t want them to act towards you. It’s actually a simple equation, and while it doesn’t always work out, going against it is almost never beneficial.

At what happened next, he just wanted to sigh. He really didn’t know how to deal with this. And while a lot of his problems came simply from not being a fish in water when it came to casual socializing, it wasn’t always just that. It could be really hard for him to just bite his tongue and stay quiet when he disagreed with something that had been said. Seeing as he was very aware that most people didn’t take his blunt commentary very well and all that. It just wasn’t worth the time and frustration it would very likely bring. It wasn’t even that he was trying to toss dirt in people’s faces in most cases. It was simply that he didn’t like when people stated things that were off the mark and whatnot. It tended to bother him, but people usually took him pointing something out as a personal attack of sorts. But yes, point was that he doubted the woman ‘just decided’ that she would blow up today. When a student just waltzes into a library and starts drawing into a book, it’s kind of warranted that a librarian would take issue with it. Her approach wasn’t a good one, but she certainly had been given a reason to confront them.

The sad part was, that he just didn’t know what to even say to all that. He didn’t really care for picking random fights unless they became a necessity of sorts. This one wasn’t, but he doubted he could just speak his mind freely without getting in trouble with these two. Call it a hunch if you will, but these two did not strike him as the types to let things pass by easily without retaliating in some way. The dilemmas he had to face sometimes. See? That’s why he preferred to stay away from too much interaction when he could unless he was kind of sure it would be chill enough.

‘’……’’

‘’If I don’t know what would be enough of a reason to you, I can’t even try to avoid it. But if you bite me, I’ll bite back.’’

He would eventually just choose to state that, since he couldn’t come up with anything better in this situation. Well, he could attempt to explain that this wasn’t even what he was actually getting at originally, but would that be worth it? In a sense, he was already used to people not taking his words the way he meant them, and he wasn’t even that good at putting it into the right perspective with words, so he often didn’t unless getting it across was of utmost importance.

Getting into the more complicated discussion however…

‘’No…’’ There wasn’t really anything else to say to that out of the blue question. Thankfully enough, he wasn’t feeling sick, because if he was, then this would only be that much worse of an ordeal. It was mildly nerve-racking though, albeit only due to how this talk was developing. While he didn’t like the idea of purposefully head-butting with them, it wasn’t something he’d run from if it ever went as far. Which it probably would easily if he chose to not hold back when stating his opinion of what he was seeing and hearing.

He would only offer the guy a bitter smile at first, remaining quiet for a bit as he debated on what to actually say and what not. He wasn’t quite in the mood to put himself on the receiving end of the guy getting pissed off all of a sudden. If it wasn’t for his preference for peace however, he would certainly have a lot to disagree with here. Still did. He just needed a way to respond without raising some sort of unintentional hellstorm. Eye for eye was a rather pathetic form of justice, really. And while you cannot change something that has gone as far as that easily, there are ways if you actually make the effort to handle things ahead of time. Don’t get pissy and complain about getting the shit in the end if you never made a serious effort to deal with it before it got that far. It’s easy to just say someone deserved things, and while they perhaps did, it doesn’t automatically make you be completely in the right either.

He would tilt his head slightly. ‘’I don’t really agree with you. But I suppose to each their own.’’, he would state before sighing lightly. ‘’Maybe, maybe not. What I am suggesting is that maybe you ought to think before acting. You’re contradicting yourself a bit here. You get pissed that people don’t seem to treat the two of you right, yet you don’t really care enough to even try and give them a reason to view you better just because you want your fun? Sometimes, to achieve a goal you do need to make a sacrifice of sorts. If you want to give fun a higher priority than a possible effort to make things easier on you and your brother, your call. But then, maybe you shouldn’t get too angry about no one seeing you for anything else besides a duo of troublemakers. It’s pretty simple. People judge others based on what they can see with their eyes first of all.’’ Oh, he could still talk alright. And since the guy wanted an answer, this time he would get a completely honest one. You can’t expect to get back a dollar when you only give a penny. It may happen if you’re really lucky, but that’s about that.

How much of a damn did Tamiki really give? If he really cared about having fun more, then that did say some things. Besides, the whole case with his brother. He heard alright. Not being like your everyday person is tough, and he could understand that. Does that mean you can’t put in extra effort? No, it does not. So maybe Rika had moments when he didn’t know better, but why exactly did his own brother let it be and do nothing? Even encourage the behavior at times? Is that how you work on making things improve? Standing up for your own sibling doesn’t equal letting them get away with anything they feel like doing. Rika obviously wasn’t utterly dumb and unable to learn or comprehend. So why not have a bit of responsibility and try? If he wanted to, Tamiki could have done something instead of willingly letting his brother break the rules and scribble in a book that does not belong to him and even standing up for that kind of behavior, for example. There are solutions, like going out of the way to buy their own books to draw in if the action was necessary. Turning a blind eye to it and excusing most of it by calling it a ‘hard to handle’ is not the smartest thing one can do. Maybe it would be a hard task to work through, but Sharaku doubted it would be impossible to do anything. Or if everything else is too much of a bother, maybe have a doctor help? There are specialists for just about any issue nowadays. Don’t just be like, damn, no one is trying to understand, but I also wanna do whatever I want and not really give enough of a fuck.

Maybe people were wrong in assuming the worst about the two, but to an extent, they weren’t completely wrong either. If they were really nice people and all, it wouldn’t get out of hand like this. A lot of people are capable of compassion, but if you’re just going to dilly-dally, do you think they will feel compelled to act in that manner? Some goody-two-shoes maybe will, but a person with a working head on their shoulders isn’t going to tolerate games for too long.

Was he wrong with his guesses? Who knew. If they somehow proved what he thought was wrong, then he’d accept that. But right now, he was having a hard time seeing why exactly would they be unable to give it a bit more work to get some better recognition. Unless they were cool with being treated this way forever, which did not seem like the case so far. All in all, in his opinion, the biggest chunk of what you received was based on your own actions. Even mentally disabled people who have a lot of issues can live with others normally in many cases, so what made this one so impossible?

Enough about thinking for now, however, since he had another case on his hands to deal with. Even at this point he didn’t really understand just what was so interesting about randomly stealing his glasses, but this once, he wouldn’t go out of his way to question it. ‘’...neutral. It just gets exasperating if people comment about it too much.’’ He didn’t mind it, but he did mind when some people couldn’t let it go as if it was some big deal. It was as simple as that.

‘’You could call it that, I suppose.’’ That, and he has just gotten used to wearing them over time, so at this point it was partially independent of how others perceived his looks. In the end, that one small item mattered little, since if he chose to not act like a nerd at all, some glasses wouldn’t be convincing enough on their own. In fact, what makes one a nerd anyway? He was never sure just who came up with that label, and what for exactly.

Ah well. ‘’Right…’’, he would trail off slightly as he took the accessory back, sort of glad this didn’t end in a different way. Even though he would be able to deal with it if he never got them back in one piece or at all. Surprisingly enough, he would opt to just stick them in one of his pockets for now, not putting them back on his face. His behavior was perhaps a little uncharacteristic and odd if one took the time to pick up the details and observe. He sure could switch between being direct and confident with his actions and seeming unsure and awkward. What was really more him? Or maybe it was both in some fashion?

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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Mon Aug 29, 2016 10:37 pm

The twins were a complicated matter. To view them in simple terms would be an error; however, even more errorness than that was to trust them to put into words just how they worked. They honestly couldn’t really, but someone as stubborn as Tamiki sure gave it a whirl, but that is getting ahead of the game, no? They had a question to contend with.

“What would it be like?” Tamiki would repeat and then looking off to the side he would scratch his head as he gave a light frown, trying to imagine things differently. What would that be like? That was all so vague. Could he really come up with just one outcome to that? Not really. So after a moment, he settled with a rather reasonable answer as he shrugged.

“It would honestly depend on what you did,” he would say. “Can’t really draw up any examples off the top of my head that would could completely answer that. The possibilities are endless.” It was an honest answer. How did one narrow it down when asked such a question? Unless he was missing the point here somehow. Rika, on the other hand, had gone back to drawing in the book he had won as he answered the question in a odd, but simpler fashion.

“Nice equals nice. Bad equals bad. Inbetween eqauls quiestions marks! Hehe!” he would say seeming to write down the the equations in the back of the book as if they were something important to math. It made one wonder if he was just babbling or meant something by the words. It was hard to say and honestly the blonde left it up to the other to figure out. He would offer no other explanation as he went too doodling a flower near the edge of the book. Regardless of how it turned out or how it sounded before, maybe their behavior wasn’t as shallow or impulsive as one first thought. Maybe there was actually some unspoken rules that determined what they did or did not do...and maybe said rules were not always followed, thus problems here and there. It was honestly hard to say without more digging a bit further, but for now they had given answer. Though would it be enough for the other? Supposed they’d have to wait and find out.

“Oho?” Tamiki would give the other a smirk as he heard his words. “Well that is good to know. I’d be disappointed if you were just another easy target.”

The words would seem cocky to some, but underneath the seemingly arrogant remark, the dark hair male was actually showing some appreciation there. He couldn’t stand when people cowered and fled. It’s what drove him to chew up the weak and spit them out again maybe in the hopes that somewhere along the line they’d actually fight back. However, most of the times the targets ended up dull and boring or if they did have some fight about them, they didn’t do well in a fist fight. So it made Tamiki wonder about this one. He certainly had a mouth on him, but what else could he do? Did he want to know? Or was that even the point of the statement? Who knew? What was known was that the guy had a knack for knocking one off course.

One minute he was impressive and the next just derp. Like how he suddenly became questionable again with Rika’s random question. He answered it, but seemed to be uncomfortable with his delivery. How very strange. So was this guy comfortable talking or not? He was fine in a debate, but when faced with oddities or casual chat he did something less confident. Then he turn around and became confident in his speech again only to falter elsewhere. Just what was with this guy really? It made it hard for Tamiki to read the guy...and in turn figure out a proper approach. While he didn’t plan on making a mess out of the situation because he was actually seriously curious about the guy, he wasn’t sure if he’d mess up or not with something so hard to read. While Tamiki pondered this,  Rika just rolled with what came.

“Oh good. Not sick is good,” he would say with a nod before going back to the book as if they had just had a normal conversation. Yeah. Leave it to Rika to make things less awakard. Honestly, one had to wonder where his mind was sometimes. Anywho…

That aside Tamiki would see the guy’s reactions to his words, his smile settling into a cold one as he watched the other with an intense stare that did not miss much as he studied the other quietly. It wasn’t a very hostile observation, but it was one that was quite dangerous if handled the wrong way. Tamiki understood his reasoning may seem shallow to others when hearing it, but it wasn’t like they knew him or the rest of his reasoning behind said words. His justice was quite justified in his mind for he was very much about giving back what was given. While this rule didn’t apply so much to his own bullying and what not, it did apply to quite heavily to more personal matters that he honestly didn’t want to discuss with some chum he just met. He didn’t expect the other to agree with him or anybody else for that matter. Unless they were good buds or something, this matter wouldn’t be resolve so easily.  That was just how it was for now, so it was honestly left the other’s hand on how he decided to light this particular keg….

Thankfully the man played it smart, his first set of words getting him a calm and quiet “Indeed,” from the dark haired male as some of the raging fire settled a bit; however, with his next set of words..


Tamiki would frown as he tried to shuffle through that wall of logic for a moment. He would fall silent as he pondered a response.

Rika ,on the other hand, seemed to have kind of missed the point or something for his question was actually simple and yet not simple at all as he tilted his head at the other.

“But Rika doesn’t do much wrong,” he would begin and then scratching his head, he would frown as he pondered something else. “Unless you count writing upside down, drawings, being a bit too stubborn at times, and simply being amused by things Tamiki does as bad. Rika admits faults yes, but Rika does not recall trying to make people mad. Yet people start doing things Rika doesn’t like and sometimes hurts Rika. Is it not right to respond back the way they do?” the blonde was genuinely lost at this one. He just did not comprehend this other option the man spoke of, so maybe there was a legit reason when it came to Rika and why he got in so much trouble.. He simply did not understand or thought in the same pattern as the normal or logical...and honestly when you didn’t know any better than what was taught or learned from someone, could the world expect him to be suddenly okay? On that thought, when he reflected on it just how many people had actually tried to teach him a different way rather than give up on him or just respond to with frustration, he found only one or two coming clearly to mind....But outside of those two? No one else tried. So with no guide per se who else was he to pick things up from than from his brother or those around him and in turn mimic in his own unique way? Could he really be faulted for actually trying to figure it out on his own when he had never had a guide to begin with? He wasn’t sure and thus he was confused about what was being said. He just didn’t get it...and now this one might be getting mad too? How lovely. That thought only made the blonde frown more as he contemplated this dilemma.

Tamiki on the other hand would remain quiet for a bit longer. He didn’t try to sweep that one up and make it any easier for the guy. He had kind of opened that can of worms on his own, so he’d simply have to find a way to handle that issue on his own. Though how well he fared with that was yet to be seen.

In any case, Tamiki would shift his gaze from his brother back to the other as his eyes narrowed a bit as he considered his words a bit as he spoke.

“Hmm. Fun is the better option for sure; however, I can see your point if we were speaking about me alone. I could clean my act, get a better reputation and all that. I could probably become a pretty swell student and maybe even set a better example here and there, but tell me something. While I can see that happening, in the end what does it solve? An easier time for me? Maybe, but how can I pretend to be all nice and stuff when it comes to people giving my brother issues simply for being the way he is? Don’t get me wrong maybe I have taught him a few bad things, but honestly...outside of giggles and maybe like what? One fist fight, he ain’t throwing punches. So why? Why does everyone go after him because he is different, hm?” Tamiki would ask his voice calm, yet cold. There was some fury there, but luckily it had not boiled over.

Tamiki could understand part of the man’s logic, but when it came to adding his brother in the mix, things became kind of confusing. Yes, he was a troublemaker in the literal sense of the word. He liked causing havoc and watching people squirm. He liked his fun, but his brother? He wasn’t seeking those thrills like he was. To be honest, the blonde was quite mellow on the troublemaker front. Yeah he could get up to a little bit of mischief here and there, but on a scale that warrant such reactions that he got daily? Not really. So why? Why did he get the worse end of the stick when he honestly put a more or less good foot forward on the try scale? Was Tamiki missing something? Probably. He honestly didn’t see another way to act when it came to his brother and being a goody two shoes didn’t seem to make the picture better. So what to do? Maybe Tamiki was in just as bad shape with understanding people as his brother was. So maybe the fault didn’t rest in just the behavior alone….

Complicated matters aside, let’s move over to one less complicated. Well maybe….

Rika tilted his head lightly at the other remark as he considered something.

“Mmm. Make up could hide it, but it’s such pretty mark. It'd be kind of sad to do that,” Rika would say observing the other with a surprisingly calm eye. He didn’t seem to be trying to make the man agitated or even force something on him with the suggestion. It was honestly just an observation that he would eventually leave alone. Taking the answer given to the prop comment with a nod,  he decided to be nice and give the glasses back.

He would allow the other to approach him easily enough to retrieve the glasses taking note that the other did not place his glass back upon his face, but rather in his pocket. Keeping his head slightly bowed he would observe the other. Though what he was thinking was hard to say as he simply watched, but said nothing, the energy of before seemed be gone leaving the pair with a relatively mellow Rika. Nothing unusual to Tamiki, but a stranger maybe a bit odd. Guess it would depend on how the other handle such oddness.



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Re: Books & War

Post by Sharaku on Tue Aug 30, 2016 6:59 am

Ah, right. He should have expected that kind of answer, shouldn’t he? Ah well. Perhaps he really ought to ask more specifically sometimes, since he couldn’t expect people to figure out what he was trying to get at this way. Then again, they did answer at least something he was wondering about, so he would leave it be at that for now. He could contend with that at this point, until something brewed up. ‘’Very well, I’ll take that.’’ That was all there was to do, right? Though, he would cast a stray look at Rika, stopping to think for a moment. The guy was still drawing in that book, eh? Frankly, that was one of the things he did not really understand. Sure, he had stood up for them before, but that was in part because the woman was the bigger problem at the time. Still, look at it however you want, doodling in library books just isn’t something one should be doing. Is something like that so hard to understand?

Sadly, there wasn’t really enough time for that train of thought at that moment, so he would have to leave it for later dissecting. Onto the matter of biting we go. If he was more proactive in that manner, Sharaku would have seriously considered just wiping that constant smirking off the guy’s face. He didn’t know why exactly, but those expressions could really bother him at times. You can still be self-assured without making yourself look like some big boy. The ones who show off their ‘prowess’ too much are usually the most annoying people to deal with. He didn’t even get the point of this. He didn’t care for fighting or even being any sort of target, hard or easy. Go play target practice with objects, not people if you have to.

‘’I should be disappointed that you think so much about fighting. I don’t care for it one bit unless I must.’’, he would retort, with a mild hint of sarcasm in his voice. Sure, if he was forced into it, he would fight. While he was no pro at fist fights, he was at least good at certain parts of such activities like dodging and making a fool out of his opponent if they think they can just easily pound him. Besides, brute force isn’t the only way to show your competency. It’d be laughable if that was what mattered the most in it all. Being strong helps, yes, but if you’re also things like dumb and whatnot, you’re no better than some others.

Regardless of unspoken challenges and whatnot though, this was actually not very easy. It sure didn’t help his composure when he had to switch talking between those two with how different they were in their approach patterns. It certainly threw him out of the loop more than it probably should. And he was already jumpy in his outward behavior at times, so this only added onto it. ‘’Erm, yes, it sure is.’’ Was he even supposed to say anything to that? It was technically just a bland fact, but still…

Back to the less awkward talk however, while he took note of the looks he got in return, he wouldn’t pay them much heed while he thought. In the end, he had things to say, and the guy could leer at him all he wanted to, but that wasn’t going to stop him from talking. It takes more than just glances to do that after all. And so, he would say what he said, before settling into waiting for a response. Which seemed to be taking some time, but he didn’t really mind so much. He’d rather wait for a well thought out answer than to listen to some babble made up on spot.

When the blonde decided to give him an answer first, even though the speech hadn’t really been directed at him to begin with, he would close his eyes for a bit. ‘’I think….this comes down to a matter of perception. You may believe you’re doing nothing really wrong…but that doesn’t mean the majority of people thinks the same. Is it right to respond that way or not? Depends on what you are trying to achieve. If you’re fine with keeping the vicious circle going, then it’s fine. If not, then perhaps trying to create some understanding between you and them is the better option to lean towards.’’ That’s really the best he could come up with to that. He didn’t exactly blame the guy, since it seemed like he genuinely did not know better. That however, made him question as to what environment he was living in. Did no one in his family even try to teach him right from wrong when it came to what you can do within the society? And even if he only had his brother, did Tamiki believe these kinds of actions were completely acceptable? Yes, some rules are lame, but you still have to abide by most common courtesy if you want to be treated with respect.

Whatever came out of that one though, he would settle for waiting for an answer from the one he had originally been speaking to, since he was certainly interested in that one. When he did get his answer, he would at first smile wryly. Did Tamiki think it was only about whether one was throwing punches and whatnot? This guy really had a way of thinking in terms of actions of violence, that’s for sure. But, even someone who doesn’t actively fight others can be seen in a bad light. The line can be pretty blurry at times.

‘’Why you ask…?’’

He would echo the final question before going quiet for a while, contemplating how to attempt to explain this one. He could just go ahead and slap the hard facts on them, which was usually his preferred way of going about with things. It was more time efficient to be sure. On the other hand, he had observed enough to tell that most people don’t understand things that way. They’ll give you the eyes and try to defend themselves because it looks like you’re just trying to outsmart them and put them down to the ground. This guy could easily become a tough cookie to reason with, that much he could deduce from the way things have been progressing since the beginning. What to do though…? Well, he had an idea to try, but he wasn’t too sure about that. It wasn’t something he normally took the time to do when attempting to deal with people…

Getting a bit lost in thought, he would end up leaning against the bookshelf next to him slightly, almost knocking out one of the books on accident. Thankfully, he snapped back to attention fast enough to just make a grab for said unruly book. For a moment, the object would steal his attention from the situation, as he would flip the book open on a random page, staring at it briefly. ‘’How ironic…’’, he would mutter before snapping it shut a few moments later. Whatever this book was actually about seemed to have amused him a little bit. That said, he would focus back on Tamiki after that slight interruption, although he was still holding the book in one of his hands. ‘’Well then. I assume you want an honest answer out of me, yes? If that’s so, are you willing to listen to something first, before getting a flat answer to your questioning?’’ He could try doing this. If it actually worked, then it would save him a lot of tug-o-war with them, right? Trying it would waste some time, but sometimes you just have to give it up to make progress.

Where that one went would depend on the decisions reached though, and so it would remain to be seen.

Um, what? He never said he was going out of his way to hide it at any cost, did he? ‘’I wouldn’t go as far as that to change my appearance.’’ He didn’t see the point of smearing tons of make up on your face just to make yourself prettier somehow. In the end, you’re still just you, and once that extra layer comes off, you’ll be back at the beginning. What’s the point of deceiving people about your appearance? You’d have to show your actual face sooner or later anyway. It’s only disappointing when someone looks cool at first, and then you find out they were only covering their imperfections with make-up to impress you. If you can’t flaunt what you naturally have, covering up won’t change anything long-term. He was actually fine being like this, despite the occasional annoyances it could bring. If he had to actually choose between this and fretting over make up every morning like some low-esteem girl, then he would certainly stick with the former.

And then, things kind of came to a stop. He wasn’t the most talkative person when not given a reason to speak…and since everyone had gone quiet suddenly…well, he wasn’t about to blurb something random just to break the silence. So, he would kind of just stand there, watching…

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Post by Rika on Wed Aug 31, 2016 8:05 am

A content nod from Tamiki would be all the man would receive in response to his statement of acceptance. There was honestly nothing else to do outside of that. They had gave an explanation more or less to a vague question and the other party was satisfied. No further prying or explosions occurred, so everyone had seemed to play their cards well and seemed to be content with the draw that had occur from it. Though Tamiki had to wonder why the other actually posed such a question in the first place. It was kind of strange and felt almost like he was poking for something without being direct about it. It was an odd feeling that maybe if it was more of a bother, Tamiki might’ve reacted for to it; however, luckily for everyone here, the matter was a minor annoyance for now and so the older twin would let it go as a silence passed between them.

Tamiki would happen to look away as he reclined against the bookshelf carefully so as not to knock the books over. He wouldn’t catch the look the other gave to his brother, but Rika could sense it. While he didn’t look up at the other, his left hand did stop moving for a second as a slight twitch passed over it. Looking over at the hand, Rika would blink in his usual sleepy fashion before grabbing the pen with his right hand and a bit more awkardly use it to doodle instead. The action took more concentration suggesting that while he was good at using his right hand, it probably wasn’t his dominate one, but that wasn’t the point here. The point here was the whole subtle ordeal was a nervous habit of his when he felt he was being watched or picked on. Maybe he simply got uncomfortable being observed. It was hard to say since the action was often lost to the casual viewer. Regardless of that, Rika would stay quiet as the conversation picked up once again with his brother and the tall man. Now the topic was fighting. Oh boy. That was always a fun one. He wondered if his brother would actually get mad about that one. Let's count yes. 1, 2, 3....

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Neh? Rika would blink and look over at his brother when there was a delay in the explosion that typically came from this sort of behavior. The other was indeed steaming, but restraining himself? How unusual. Did his brother actually find his match?

Tamiki on the other hand would click his tongue at this annoyed.

“Well bravo to you for playing the peace card,” Tamiki would sneer as he tilted his nose up slightly at the other. Apparently, he didn’t like the remark given and while the outcome could’ve been worse than it was, the young man for whatever reason was still playing nice despite his attitude. It was true that Tamiki let his fists speak for him rather than his words, but at the same time it wasn’t like he was a muscle head either that only saw brute force as the way to do things. He valued a bit of thought too. Though just not as much as others. Still the fact that guy gave a more less mild reaction meant either the reciever was extremely lucky right now or Tamiki actually saw him as a nice match for his own feisty personality and in turn gave a slight bit respect to the other.

While they weren’t in a throwing physical blows, he had to admit that tongue of the other was quite a potent weapon, making one wonder just how long the peace would last if things continued this way.

That issue aside, the conversation would shift from tense to a bit odd when Rika decided to question an action the other performed. When he got a response back to his comment. He would look back up at the other with those doll like eyes of his, the expression at first blank and unreadable and then blinking he’d look away with a shy smile as he grabbed a loose strand of hair and twisted it slightly.

“Hmph.”

It was a light amused sound making one wonder what was on his mind; however, the mystery would not be solved today as amusing thoughts were pushed aside in when that wall of logic had come. Knocking the pair into a thinking mode, the situation became quite odd as each tried to wrap their brain around what was being said and so in turn would speak their mind in turn.

For Rika, the blonde was still trying to figure out a different path when the other decided to answer him back and in turn lay something else heavy upon him. To his words, the frown would vanish as his eyes lowered and Rika switched his pen back to his left hand. He would begin to draw a small circle on the blank page at the back of the book and then completing that, he would then begin to draw eyes around it.

“Perception...”


It was a quiet repeat of the word not spoken in the hyper tones of before as the blonde fell silent and continued to draw as he thought a bit. Perception. He suppose understood that one, but from what view point was hard to say as he drew a bride on one side of the eyes and a rather nightmarish creature on the other. He and his brother...they weren’t your average Joe. While their life was living spoiled and in the lap of luxury, there was also the fact that they were never actually taught the proper way to behave in society. Their only parent figure only showed the ways of deceiving and left them alone on the front of figuring out the world's basic rules….and when left to do that some points that might’ve seen given were missed. They honestly weren’t bad... just unrefined and in need a bit of help to fix some issue they had. They weren’t dumb enough to not learn, so outside of Tamiki’s fun issues, the other issues probably could be resolved if someone actually took the time to do such a thing rather than go up and arms about your “parents should’ve” or “you should know better” when they saw the two behave the way they did.

Sometimes the world assumed too much...forgetting not everyone was the same both in the way they were brought up or thought.

Regardless of that reflection, Rika would eventually continue on as he addressed the other half of the words he had heard. What did he want to achieve? “We want to achieve normal, but normal is not so easy. As for understanding...what is understanding, Shaku?” Rika would ask shortening the other’s name without realizing he was doing so as he gave the other a puzzled look. He wasn’t searching for a literal answer to the question. No he was trying to understand this matter of creating understanding between himself and others. He tried being nice many times, so what was he missing? He didn’t quite get it.

Yes, he did acknowledge he had some issues that already made things a challenge for him, but when said issues were combined with the way he was brought up? It wouldn’t take long to understand just why Rika had such a hard time grasping the right or wrong way to do things. One couldn’t exactly fault his brother either. After all while he had a different sort of issue when it came to the world, when everyone pulled things away and left him bare, he honestly did what he thought was best for the situation (minus the bullying of course. He knew he was dead wrong there, but did it anyway cause it was fun, but that was another story.) They only knew what they were taught and in turned applied that to the world and the way it reacted around them. You only did what you knew and what you knew sometimes seemed right when it wasn’t always. Without some actually stepping back like this guy did, the combination was volatile....

Regardless of that, Rika would continue to work on his drawing as he quietly waited to see what the guy had to say, a sign the blonde he was actually listening rather than brushing this case off. Even the more mouthy Tamiki was quiet in this case as he too listened in on the conversation. It seemed for people that had such a bad reputation, they were taking this talk rather well. An odd thing considering most expected a more violent reaction from Tamiki and whatever one from Rika, but it did not happen this time. Maybe the pair true sought solutions then? A question mark not so easy to clear up, but at least they weren't fighting back too badly so good for the other.

Tamiki would remain quiet for a while longer until he tried to explain some things to the man before them. The response to his own logic was a question that made the dark haired male blink as he tilted his head towards the other expecting a follow up. However, when the other became quiet instead, Tamiki frowned slightly not liking the idea of waiting, but at the same time he didn’t jump on the guy either. Maybe it was respect or maybe he was just curious as to what the man would say.

Through the whole wait process, Tamiki would remain patient enough, the book incident getting only a raised eyebrow from the darker haired male. And now he was a bit of a air head and a klutz? Okay….

Rika on the other hand would stop drawing and grin slightly at the small error, but then hearing the other’s words he would tilted his head one way and then the other with curiosity written on his face. What was ironic he wondered to himself as his doll like eyes flicked between the book and the man; however, before he could formulate any questions or comments on that matter, the other would speak again drawing both pair’s attention fully to him.

To his inquiry, Rika would blink a few times before looking over at his brother. He honestly didn’t mind extra talk, but Tamiki could be questionable at time, so ultimately the final word would come from him. Tamiki, on the other hand, would give the other his usual moody expression as he considered the question posed. He preferred the direct, but when he was curious sometimes directness could wait. So after a second, he would sigh lightly as he made a spot on the shelf for the book he had... The huge thing was wearing out his arm. Placing it down for now, he would look back at the other with a light jerk of his head.

“Alright. We’re listening,” he would say giving his final answer as he went back to leaning against the shelf waiting to hear what the other had to say as his brother gave turned sleepy eyes back to the taller male. Whatever happened from this would happen, so leaving that to unfold what is next? Oh yes make up.

Rika tilted his head at the words.

“Mmm. Natural then? That’s not so bad. Though we get bored with natural sometimes and so like to play, but to each their own we suppose,” the blonde would say as he grabbed a few strands of his hair and began to play with pet them lightly as everyone became silent. Guess they ran out of things to say for the moment or became lost in their thoughts. So now what?
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Re: Books & War

Post by Sharaku on Wed Aug 31, 2016 7:51 pm

Things slowly started fading into silence, but Sharaku wasn’t really bothered by that. In fact, he was just fine with taking occasional breaks in conversation. He wasn’t one of those people that would drone on and on without a pause and enjoy it. Unless of course, it was a topic that truly interested him, but even then, he would probably not outdo all those gossipers and similar kinds of people. It wasn’t really in his nature to speak way more than was necessary in a given situation, and if he ever did so, the person on the receiving end was actually lucky whether they were aware of the fact or not.

As for his quick glance towards the blonde, it was uncertain whether he noticed the reaction given or not. At the very least, he made no move that would prove he has taken notice of it. Maybe he had, maybe not. Either way, he did not seem to be interested in making a big deal out of that little situation. Not without being given some sort of prompt from the other side. Maybe the two would realize that little detail eventually, but he was not one to speak much without being addressed first, and sometimes not even then, if he found whatever has been said to be a pointless endeavor to entertain. Some people would talk your head off without even being given the permission to. And he would likely not say anything without it needing to be dragged out of him.

The silence would eventually get broken however, as they had a slight clash about confrontation styles. Which to be frank, Sharaku found to be largely unnecessary. What was the big deal? He wasn’t actually asking the guy to give up fighting. In a way, he had just been making a comment at the fact that the other assumed brute force was something to use as a way to determine who’s worth something. In the end, everyone excels at something else naturally, and everyone has a different preference. Not being pleased by a fist fight doesn’t make you worse than anyone else. Taking in the somewhat unfriendly reaction he received to his words, he would simply blink at the other, largely unbothered by the display.

‘’You have quite the short temper.’’

The first thing said would end up being an offhanded comment, perhaps an observation of sorts. Of course, he had kind of noticed that earlier already, but hadn’t bothered to make an official note until around now that it came up again. ‘’I’d very much appreciate you not giving condescending vibes just because we disagree on the matter, however. You prefer brute force, I don’t. It’s as simple as that. Having different preferences doesn’t make either of us worse than the other in the end. I don’t see the need to get angry about a trivial matter such as this.’’ That’s just like children bickering over something stupid. And while he didn’t mind an occasional witty exchange, stepping into ‘pissed off land’ was hardly something he was interested in. If the other couldn’t take a somewhat sarcastic remark without flaring up immediately as if it was an actual offense of sorts, then perhaps it’d be better to just let the matter be. At any rate, he seemed to be rather calm about the whole matter, compared to Tamiki, and hopefully, the guy wouldn’t find a reason to get irked by that…well, somewhat apathetic stance as well.

Whatever happened with that, they soon switched to a more complex group of messes, and Sharaku would just kind of tilt his head at the mysterious response he got this time around. He was somewhat aware that he could seem funny at this point, so he wasn’t actually bothering to reach out and ask for a specific reason there. And even if there was one, he assumed it wasn’t something he needed to know right now. In case it was important, he would find out eventually, right? There was no time to ponder it now anyway, as the focus again moved away, this time onto more…serious matters, per se.

Somehow getting himself into an exchange with the blonde who had not been included in the convo from the beginning, Sharaku would just wait patiently until he got a response he could legitimately work with. There was no point in speaking too early after hearing just that one repeat of a word, thus he would stay silent until Rika actually posed a meaningful question. Well, as odd as it was. How does one explain understanding? It was a concept that wasn’t too easy to put into concrete words. Then again, guess he could try? ‘’Well…It can mean a few things…though, in this case I would say it’s having the needed knowledge. I mean…do people know? Have you tried explaining to people as to why you aren’t like them? In a way, to understand means to see something for what it actually is, which can help in accepting the differences. One is much more likely to push something away when they do not understand where it is coming from.’’ That wasn’t really the best try, but he could hope it was understandable enough? He wasn’t used to explaining such things. Aside from that, he didn’t seem to outwardly react to the name change. Perhaps he just didn’t really mind as long as he wasn’t being called something offensive, or just plain stupid. ‘’But, I can’t say it’s easy. It’s hard to change people’s minds after they have already formed an opinion. Nothing is impossible though…’’ They certainly had it tough if they wanted to actually make a significant change. People already saw them as problematic, right? And it has lasted for a decent amount of time by now. Thus, they wouldn’t be accepting of the opposite very quickly. It would likely need some convincing, and for the two to be patient enough to pull through and not just toss the tries into the trash if it doesn’t show results right away. Sounded kind of doubtful after seeing Tamiki’s easy to aggravate temper. That guy wouldn’t want to wait long to see progress, would he?

That said, having a talk with the darker-haired one was a different story. It was definitely much more straightforward, and required a certain deal of avoiding land mines. Well, theoretically. Sharaku wasn’t the best at being extremely tactful even when he made the effort to consider the implications of his words, so this whole thing would either end up working or not. It’s not like he was giving up at least.

If nothing else, he was trying to think on how to proceed. Then again, he kind of always did that. Would calling him an airhead be correct? Not exactly. It was just a trait of sorts. Just like Tamiki got easily riled up, he got easily lost in thought and absentminded when he wasn’t being kept alert by something. He wasn’t air-headed in the sense of randomly floating in the clouds. It happened usually when he was thinking about something too much. Either way, what happened, happened. He didn’t cause any major damage by it, so it was fine. And there were bigger things to deal with…such as how to actually lay down what he wanted to…

Taking note of the sigh and a somewhat delayed decision, he would smile thinly. ‘’In case you’re worried, what I’m going to talk about does relate to the subject matter. In a way, you could say it’s part of my answer as well.’’, he would opt to actually clarify, since he hadn’t last time. He wasn’t going to just talk into the air for no reason, no. If it wasn’t connected in any way or form, he would have hardly bothered to add it in. He would frown to himself for a few moments as he tried to figure out how to begin with this. Finding a way to initiate something was honestly the hardest part of it all. ‘’You were questioning the matter of differences and how it correlates with treatment, yes? Let me start with a story then.’’, he would pause briefly to shift the book he was holding into his other hand, as if he was trying to find a more comfortable position to be in. ‘’Imagine there is a class of students. At the first glance, they’re all pretty much the same, your typical kids trying to deal with the workload they are being given. Despite that, one of them is somehow different than the rest. No one likes the boy, because he’s too quiet and never wants to participate in their daily ‘fun’ activities. They all scoff at him, because he chooses to act differently than them. But he isn’t any stupid. In fact, many others give him weird looks for the exact opposite. He almost always has the best grades, even though he’s hardly ever seen studying. They all think he’s either bullshitting or cheating somehow, and no one wants to believe or listen to him when he actually tries to engage with them. It’s as if they blame him simply for being ‘too smart’.’’, he would stop there for a moment, letting them actually take in what was being said before adding onto it.

‘’You ask why, but the answer is actually quite simple. People have the tendency to naturally shun something that is unlike the typical standard. Most people are able to fit into the masses and be close enough to what is seen as the average. Those who stick out, however, are much more prone to get the negative attention focused on them. It doesn’t even matter whether they’re dumb or smart, it’s the fact that the way they behave is too different, and thus seen as weird by the rest. Those who live their entire life fitting in don’t really understand. They think everyone ought to be like them, and so they pick on the few that aren’t what they believe is the most ‘normal’.’’, he would shift in his spot with a faint sigh. ‘’And yes, you are right, Tamiki. Changing only yourself, won’t fix things for both of you automatically. It doesn’t work that way. Both of you would have to try to do something. Even if it’s just learning how to fit in when necessary. It’s not extremely hard if you observe others and see what works and what doesn’t. And maybe along the way, you’d find someone who doesn’t actually mind weird. Who knows…’’, he would give a mild shrug at that point. He was kind of getting tired of monologuing. Maybe that would be enough for now? He had to give them a space to respond anyway.

For now, moving on.

‘’I suppose I don’t find the idea appealing.’’, he would state simply, not really have much more to say to that, unless he wanted to explain himself in detail, which seemed unnecessary. That said, silence ahoy. He was quite fine with just watching them for a good while, so he couldn’t be expected to say anything.
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Re: Books & War

Post by Rika on Fri Sep 02, 2016 3:33 pm

It would be quite surprising to some that the pair the man dealt with could actually be quiet or deal with an extended period of silence. Between Rika’s all over the place personality and Tamiki’s mouth, one would think the pair would actually keep talking into the silence; however, that is where some would be mistaken. It was true the pair could be quite vocal when they wanted to be and typically it was their talking was a response to actual attacks or someone feeding the beast so to speak; however, when faced with a calmer being or one who at least put some form of effort of being peaceful despite what was being thrown at them, the twins were surprisingly more mellow than usual and actually less chatty than one assumed. They could indeed hold a normal conversations (well Tamiki could) if one found the correct approach.

This man before them had somewhat succeed on this front even if Tamiki was still as hot-head as usual and Rika a bundle of confusion on his own. By some miracle no one was injured mentally nor physically, yet and they were even having a more or less serious conversation about the issues the twins had. It was odd, but somehow it had become an analyze session within the psychology area of the library…and somehow the twins did not mind it. It truly was a strange development that maybe neither party expected and yet continue to participate in. It made one wonder just where would this all lead. Well, down the rabbit hole we go yes?

The situation remained more or less calm, Rika and Sharaku hardly seeming to acknowledge the small moment of glances and reactions they had to each other as the silence lingered. Whether both parties had agreed not to make a deal out of it or if something else was going on there was unknown, but for the time being the detail would sit on the back burner unless somehow it was brought up again. Though it seemed neither party was making to an effort to do such a thing. Perhaps they both needed a reason to react to every little thing. It was probably a mystery that would not be solved at the moment, so things remained quiet until Tamiki spoke.

It seems the two dark haired males clashed a bit on how to handle things. Tamiki was all about action over talk while Sharaku was the opposite. However, the disagreement wasn’t so much towards approach, but rather the way the words had been given. Tamiki didn’t care for the sarcasm and so responded in turn in a less than friendly manner.

“You don’t say,” he would grumble back to the small comment about his temper. He didn’t exactly mind the comment, but even so it did nothing to dispel his moodiness. An unfortunate thing, but Tamiki was just that way – a volatile creature that could be set off over minor things. As for what was followed...

“…”

Tamiki would give the other a narrowed look as he debated if he wanted to actually comply with the request. It took a moment making one wonder if he was really going to cause a scene, but eventually the dark haired male would blink as he looked away moodily. “…Fine…”

He would grumble the word making it hard to determine if he would actually keep the peace or not. Considering Tamiki was more fight than submission, the behavior was quite out of character for him. Perhaps the guy’s approach threw him off of his normal game or maybe even Tamiki had his own way of determining what was worth pursuing fight wise and what wasn’t. It was indeed a mystery, but for now he seemed to have agreed to cooperate and thus keep the peace a while longer.

With one matter down another less threatening one came up as the male reacted to the blonde’s amusement. To the head tilt, Rika would keep the small smile upon his lips as he continued to twist the hair, shaking his head slightly as if to say it was nothing. Whether the other caught onto such a subtle gesture was left up in the air, but the fact remained whatever had amused Rika about the other would remain a secret unless he was asked directly about it or prompted in another way to respond; however, that soon wouldn’t matter as the subject shifted to a subject that required a bit more thought to deal with...and thought Rika did as he got a response back to his question.

As he heard the words, he would look up at the ceiling from his spot on the floor as the book rested in his lap displaying the doodles and random notes as he tapped his chin with the pen thinking. He blinked a couple of times seeming to be trying to process that, but then frowning a bit he would look back at the other confused.

“Rika is...Rika. How do we explain Rika?” he would say and then shaking his head he would rephrase that question as he realized the man would not be able to answer that because he was not Rika. “How do you explain Shaku?” the blonde would ask still using the shorten name since he wasn’t corrected. He was clearly not following the logic. He did not understand or perhaps just didn’t know how to sit and explain himself. In his mind, he was himself and so just did what he knew how to do best: be himself. Now trying to explain himself in words? He had not a clue how to even stat that one. Sure he could do notes and maybe some small things here and there in the normal fashion, but anyone that spent time with Rika would know that his way of explaining was as different as he was, so it appeared the other had a challenge on his hands. Though how that happened when this never involved the blonde to begin with was indeed a peculiar matter, but maybe not bad since the other was still talking to him and at least seemingly trying to work with him.

Whatever came from that Tamiki would observe the interaction. While he didn’t show much outwardly, the man’s calm approach to his brother was half the reason he was doing his best to remain civil. He wasn’t sure why, but this guy kind of reminded him of the librarian (the older lady) from the year before and like one other teacher that actually took a step back and tried to work with Rika rather than against him. Sure the logic was brutal and hard to swallow here and there, but at the same time, it actually halted Tamiki from jumping at him instinctively as he slowly realized the guy was not trying to harm with his words. He was just blunt. As this realization hit him, he tried to be a bit more patient... as trying as the task was. Yes, Tamiki was a pain in the ass, but at the same time he seemed to be smart enough to know better than to ruin everything every chance he got. Even with the slight change and the good luck the other was having now, the water was still dangerous around the older twin, but for now he didn’t think it was necessary to sink the guy's ship. No he was still curious what would happen if he let it continue to float.

“Yeah....” An reluctant agreement from Tamiki perhaps?
“Rika wonders if undo can actually work here…”

A consensus to actually try and change from the pair? Maybe or maybe not. Whatever the answer was, it seemed that Sharaku actually gave the pair something to think since both seem to become quiet and actually think about what was said...Though whether they would change or not was yet to be seen. At least they considered it, so yay?

Thinking and complicated matters aside, the ordeal would eventually come to more straightforward talk as Tamiki took up chatting for the time being and actually agreed to listening to what the guy had to say when asked. Patience was never a strong point for Tamiki, but at the same time the fact he reeled in his impatience was a sign the man before him was curious enough for him to humor something drawn out. If the guy had turned out to be a drag this would’ve never happened.

As he settled in to listen, he would he would raise his eyebrow at the other as he gave a small smirk that was this time more amused than moody. “I wasn’t worried.” It was a simple response and nothing more. While the clarification did settle him a bit more, Tamiki wasn’t one to show appreciation or say thank you flat out. No he kept those sort of things hidden under the cocky attitude he showed the world. Though the appreciation leaked slightly out of these small cracks of gentleness that showed through the storm. Random information aside what did the other have to say?

The pair would wait quietly enough as the other posed his question and got a light. “Mhmm,’" from Tamiki to confirm he was on the right track. As soon as he mentioned a story, Rika would actually close the book as he let it rest on his lap as he sat (in a lady like position at least) in his spot on the floor and looked up at the other. Out of habit his eyes followed the book briefly when the other moved it before refocusing on the man as he began his story.

The pair would listen well enough and when he paused a bit he would only get a small reaction of a blink from Rika and a shift in positioning from Tamiki as he folded his arms and gave a contemplative frown. When he continued on and finished the twins would be quiet for a bit as they seemed to consider what was said.

Eventually the silence would be broken.

“That makes sense,” Tamiki would begin with a light nod and a calm expression. Hmph. He supposed he never considered being the outcast like that before. Unlike Rika, he kind of made himself into a pain in the ass, so being negative came with the terrority. Even so….

His eyes would lower to the ground as he pondered something a bit more as his brother spoke up. Unlike Tamiki, he was less vague with his thoughts.

“But Rika wants to be Rika. Why does Rika have to copy to be normal?” Heh. It seemed the blonde understood well enough too. Though the distress look upon his face seemed to suggest that he was not in agreement with the logic presented. While it was true he was very strange and a challenge to contend with, the blonde did have a strong repulsion against giving up individuality...even so he still didn’t quite understand the logic of going after someone just because of a difference. Maybe this point was something that he would never understand about the world.

Despite the displeasure of the logic, the blonde didn’t seem mad per se. Just a little miff on what to do about it all. Yes, he could work on his people skill and maybe actually make a friend for real, but how was he going to do that if everyone wanted him to be the same as them? It just didn’t seem to line up right. That issue aside, Tamiki’s mood would shift in an instant upon hearing the word: "weird".

“We are not weird damn it!” he would snap causing Rika to duck slightly from being startled out of his intense thinking. Blinking at his brother he would watch as the other swatted at the air in front of him quite peeved at the wording. Tilting his head, Rika wondered if this would get worse. He hoped not, so for a second he frowned a bit worried; however, when Tamiki gritted his teeth and pinched the bridge of his nose, Rika would smile softly and relax.

"Tamiki will give himself headaches at this rate," the blonde would tell warn him gently.
"Tch!" was annoyed response back as Tamik would close his eyes and take a breath before letting it out slowly as he actually made an effort to not go off the handle. He's right...Just breathe. The guy is not attacking us. He is just making a statement….Okay.

Calming down, he would eventually look back over at the other a bit less moody as he tried to approach the rest without too much attitude.

“That’s a hard bargain you drive...though I am curious if it would improve things if I did behave….” he would trail off pondering that a bit. Would it really improve things if he actually calmed a bit and stopped being a pain in the ass? Had it worked before he made this persona he had now? He would close his eyes again and try to think back on that one. He couldn’t really find a clear foot hold for that one. Everything in the past was rough. No matter how nice or well behaved they were, peers and others still gave them hell. And why was that? Because they didn’t fit the bill of normal and even after observing still didn’t really get what was normal to begin with. It wasn’t stupidity, but more like a lack of the skills needed to full grasp this thing called social norms. They just didn’t work that way...their upbringing probably only added onto this fact.... Still they could learn, right?

Tamiki would open his eyes again as he considered the other. "I dunno. It sounds like a plan that is bound to fail in the end….” he would say as he rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish grin. Eh? It might work and it might not. He wasn’t sure how long he could play Mr. Nice Guy before flipping back again. Even when he understood it was probably for the best, he had to question his tolerance for pretending to be something he was not.

While he was pondering that, Rika would bite his pen lightly as he looked over at Sharaku with a light tilt of his head. He didn’t seem to mind being called weird...though he had heard the word so much being used to refer to him that maybe he was just numb to the whole deal. Whatever the case was he seemed to ponder something else the man had said and then blinking he'd give the other a small and surprisingly gentle smile.

“Shaku was that story about you?” he would ask and then waiting a bit for an answer, his expression would become neutral once more as he looked down at the book in his lap. As he traced the lettering on it with his finger, he would pose another question. “Does Shaku mind weird?” he would ask and then fall silent to see what happened there.

Regardless of the answer that came from that, Rika’s eyes would eventually drift back up to the man as the conversation drew back to make up. At first he would remain pretty quiet as he continued to play with his hair a bit as he observed the other, but then blinking he would flick the hair over his shoulder as he collected the book in one arm.

“Mmm. Well what does appeal to Shaku?” he would ask and then looking back up at the other he would hold out his left hand towards him much like a lady would when asking to be helped up. His honey brown eyes would watch the other quite carefully from under his messy bangs as he did this. The action could come off as odd or random to a normal eye, but the perplexed look on Tamiki’s face would tell a different story.

This action was typically something Rika only did with him and one other. Even someone that managed to get on the good side of the blonde didn’t get this particular offer and the last one who did get this rare offer had turned out to be something more than just a fake friend. Much like this time back then the action was just as random, but it started with the offer of his left hand….his power hand rather than his weaker right hand which he more commonly offered if he felt like reaching out to any one he considered to be just the same deal.

Was Rika suggesting to actually give this guy a real chance? How peculiar. They knew nothing of the other...and yet for whatever reason Rika decided to gamble on this guy. Though Tamiki wondered, as he looked back at the other with an unreadable gaze, was this guy actually perceptive enough to see this as something more than a random act? He supposed he would have to wait and see.


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Re: Books & War

Post by Sharaku on Sat Sep 03, 2016 5:47 pm

The amount of silence was perhaps unusual by normal standards, but somehow it seemed to work fairly well in this situation. Was it only luck? Who knew, but that was a rather pointless question to be asking when nothing was going wrong, right?

Well, nothing was wrong during the silence, but it would appear that conversation was a tougher cookie compared to that for sure. Although, that would depend on whose perspective was it taken from. Tamiki seemed to be the one who was bothered by the progress way more in this case. While Sharaku would obviously prefer to just settle this and not get all cranky for unnecessary reasons, at a fundamental level, he was capable of continuing this game of clash for a ling while if need be. It was definitely not a priority at all, but it didn’t actually piss him off or cause him any significant negative moods. Not right now at least, since the future is never fully guaranteed, and for all he knew the other might still manage to misstep somehow and make this an annoyance for both sides.

He would say nothing towards the small retort back, aside from a brief amused smile. They were certainly not the best match up under the sun. Sooner or later, the shorter man would likely blow in some way if he was already disliking the flow, but some things simply cannot be avoided, can they? ‘’Sounds like a plan.’’, he would just state simply when the other gave in, surprisingly enough. Guess the possible big clash was delayed for now, if nothing else. Yet, if it was this easy to get Tamiki on edge, it wouldn’t be the last time such a situation occurred.

The spotlight turning elsewhere after that, hazel eyes would just blink at the gesture, ultimately letting it be. He doubted it was actually nothing. If it had been, then the guy wouldn’t have made that sound in the first place. Still, he wasn’t intrigued enough to actually pry for an explanation. Maybe he just didn’t actually care as to what exactly the guy thought of him right now. It wasn’t easy to discern his true motivation behind letting these little things slide like they didn’t mean anything. Well, at least on glance. Just because he did not go further with it, there was no guarantee he was going to also forget that it even happened. Ah well…

When the blonde tossed back yet another question, he would frown slightly. Was this even something possible to answer universally? It is not as simple as that. Assuming he understood correctly and the guy wanted him to give an example by explaining himself, that is. What works for one person, doesn’t have to work the same for another. The two of them, while they perhaps did share certain things, were vastly different in the end. The style of explaining is something that is usually adapted based on what are you trying to explain. Outside of that…well, he also did not really want to answer this. He wasn’t like that. While he definitely understood the perspective of being seen in the wrong light very well, his reaction to it wasn’t necessarily to try and change that fact. If he met someone who showed promise to begin with? Then maybe yes eventually. Otherwise? He simply went the route of not letting it get to him. People usually left him be once they realized he wasn’t going to put up with their bullshit or give them the satisfaction of seeing him be upset over it. ‘’I…’’, he would almost say something, but end up just pausing with a slight shake of his head. ‘’Sorry, but no. That is something I would prefer to not discuss just like that.’’ He really felt no urge to attempt to explain himself like this. ‘’It’s…different anyway. You and I would very likely need to use different approaches to explain ourselves. That, and it also depends on who is one explaining to. Perhaps the best bet is to try what you can and see how it works first. There is no universal formula for this, since explaining cannot be compared to something like math.’’ It’s a purely theoretical action, and depends on how the people involved are able to communicate and listen to each other. You can’t just explain the science of explaining itself.

‘’It’s possible…but probably a hard task to accomplish fully.’’ In their case, it would appear to be that way, based on what he had learned so far. If they actually decided to try, it would be no walk in the park to actually succeed. Moving onto long speeches, however…

At the denial of being worried, Sharaku would opt to say nothing. Sure, he could have made a comment towards it, since he doubted said statement was entirely true, but it would have likely been something sarcastic again. He didn’t feel the need to pull triggers of any sort right now. Maybe after he was actually done talking, in case he would be given a reason again. While he didn’t care so much about shutting up just to avoid possible random blow ups, he cared even less when it came to sabotaging his own course of action.

Surprisingly enough, the whole ordeal went by pretty peacefully, and the initial reactions weren’t too bad. Which was good, in a sense. Well, until the ‘random question’ corner popped up again, with Rika asking something that should technically be common sense of sorts. And even if not naturally, after this talk, it should be clear enough. Still, he supposed he’d have to answer regardless. ‘’Well, consider this. You have billions of people in the world. If 95% of them are what is supposedly ‘normal’, and you’re within that remaining 5%, what else can you do? It’s easier to do something about 5% than about 95. I’m not saying it is fair, because it really isn’t. However, unless someone finds a way to turn around the thinking of the collective majority which has that kind of advantage, that’s how it will work. Someone is always on the losing end after all….’’ Of course, you can be yourself if you so wish. But if that means going against too many norms at once, then you cannot also expect people to not notice you sticking out like a sore thumb and likely poking at you somehow due to the fact. That wouldn’t change with a snap of fingers, even if he tried being optimistic about it.

Contrary to that one exchange, the next one took a much sharper turn as Tamiki got suddenly triggered by a single word. Sharaku would actually quirk an amused smile at the display, not really intimidated by the flailing. ‘’Does being seen as different bother you that much?’’, he’d ask after a short moment of contemplation over the issue. It would seem that was another area where the two of them different greatly. Sure, he was perfectly aware that he generally did not fit in, and all that stuff. It would be impossible to be ignorant enough to not even notice. However, the knowledge didn’t really trigger him in any way. He was actually fine with it. He didn’t feel the need to care about every person’s opinion of him. It’s not like they automatically know better, so why would he bother letting random assumptions get to him? That in itself would probably only worsen his situation further. While he was sort of helping these two out understand the general situation, unlike them, he did not really seek a big change. He was okay as he was for the most part. Besides, he wouldn’t stay at this school forever anyway. Why waste his time proving people wrong all the time, if he wouldn’t even meet most of them ever again after graduating? In case someone were to show potential and interest in being more broad-minded, he would perhaps entertain them. But gong out of his way for all these people just because they were occupying the same building as him? How about no?

The fiery moment would pass soon enough though, tapering into a calmer talk once again. Sharaku would remain quiet at first, letting the guy think. Would things improve? With enough effort and some time, very likely. In the end, it all depended on the individual parts of the equation, and how they all added up. Taking the free moment while waiting, he would put the book he had been holding this entire time back into its place before looking back at the dark-haired one once the second piece was said. ‘’I never claimed it to be easy. In the end, it’s just an option either way. You can always choose to disregard any and all attempts, and deal with whatever comes your way, however unpleasant it is.’’ That’s what bargains are about, aren’t they? You give up something to get something in return. In this case, it would mean giving up some of the fun and dilly-dallying to try and earn a change. There aren’t many things in the world that are free. Someone struggles with this. Another person may have dozens of friends, but is poor and can hardly afford anything. Very few people have everything in every possible area. Existence is not perfect after all. ‘’Everything has a chance of failure as well. It’s up to you to determine whether you believe it to be worth putting effort in or not. Ask yourself what you really want the most, and how much are you willing to sacrifice for it and perhaps go from there.’’ Did they want it badly enough or not? They certainly seemed to want it in some way at least, but he felt like he kept getting mixed-signals at times. They wanted different treatment, but were very reluctant to change something about themselves too. If you’re against changing yourself, why be so mighty and expect others to happily do what you are resisting? Not a fair exchange, is it?

Either way, his train of thought would get cut off again, with Rika voicing yet another unexpected question. Hearing that, he would huff slightly. ‘’If I said yes, would that change anything?’’, he would reply with a question of his own. He had spoken in 3rd person during the story, and so he hadn’t really aimed for them to figure out what he was referring to. On the other hand, he didn’t mind it too much either. As long as it wouldn’t unnecessarily complicate matters. Speaking of complications…at the next inquiry, he would raise an eyebrow slightly. ‘’I don’t care. For as long as said ‘weird’ isn’t periodically hurting me in some way, I have no reason to mind.’’ Generally speaking, that is. Weird is a very broad term. Weird can sometimes also refer to things/people that are stupid, annoying, and a waste of time. In which case, he would mind quite a bit. But talking about weird as simply different from norm, he couldn’t really care less. It’s just a label.

Weird aside, somehow that all eventually transitioned into a talk about make-up, as bizarre as the notion was in this situation. He would tilt his head slightly. ‘’If we’re still talking about appearances, I prefer natural. I see little point in smearing fancy make up over one’s face, for it’s only temporary anyway. People will see your actual looks eventually, and it can just lead to disappointment if it’s not as pretty as the cover up made them think.’’ He was fine with things like some jewelry or maybe even a well placed tattoo. But make up didn’t really make the cut.

Regardless, he would blink a few times after having given his answer, taking full notice of what Rika was doing. It made him mildly confused, as there was no warning or anything to explain the meaning. The fact that it came after a random unrelated question made it only that much more puzzling to figure out. He wasn’t always best at people interaction, so he wasn’t certain he wanted to take a random guess here. He would scratch the back of his neck somewhat awkwardly.

‘’Am I expected to do something…?’’
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It might not have been obvious from a stranger’s standpoint, but the fact that only a few minor explosions happened between Tamiki and the other was actually quite miraculous.

The usually ill-tempered young man was using quite of bit of energy not to snap. And why was that? It was hard to say. Yes, the other had gained good will from the pair from his earlier actions, but that good will was only temporary and had expired some time back when the conversations between them extended past just a bit of idle chat. With nothing to really hold him back, it was quite complicated trying to figure out why Tamiki restrained himself like he did. He could be doing it for his brother, he could be doing it for his own sake, or maybe he did it because the path in front of him was not clear cut.

The ground he and the other stood on was certainly uncertain, but for now nothing major had happened outside of a small eruption here and there. Perhaps it could’ve been worse as the one before them showed potential of being able to step on toes if he wanted to, but thankfully he didn’t. Maybe it was luck that saved them or maybe something else. Whatever it was, it kept the ground more or less solid…for now at least. Though one had to wonder just how long luck would stay with them.

To the amused smile given, Tamiki would respond with a stormy glare, but did not say anything back as he remained somewhat controlled for now. Look! He even managed to give a light nod to the other’s short comment, so maybe there was hope after. Maybe…just maybe…Time would eventually tell.  

Ruffled feathers aside, the waters would become a bit more calmer as the man faced off with Rika instead. The first round was a silent one as the blonde took note of the blink, but without a verbal prompt would only give the other a calm look as the amused and mysterious smile remained in place. He seemed to be enjoying something, but what it was uncertain and would remain that way unless poked about it…which he wasn’t so the matter passed by for the time being.

As for the frown and the response given to the question. Rika would tilt his head lightly when the man abruptly stopped his first thought and then after a moment came back with an answer that at first caused the blonde’s shoulder to slump a bit in disappointment as he gave the other a light frown. He didn’t think he was asking something personal and to be honest he had been looking for general guidance with the matter when he asked the question…though perhaps he had worded it wrong to get such a response? He wasn't sure.

Despite disappointment, he didn’t make too much of a scene out of it seeming to accept that the other just wouldn’t help on that front and maybe it was one of those confusing things that he had to figure out on his own. In fact, the explanation the man gave kind of solidified the latter in his mind.

To what he heard, he would give a light nod as he played with a piece of hair in thought.

“We think we understand. Still unsure, but we can perhaps try a bit. I dunno…” Yeah. He would have to ponder that a bit to get it all straightened out. At least for now it seemed the answers given satisfied some of the curiosity the blonde had. He was a bit quieter at least and seemed to only nod along with his brother at the comment of trying to do something to make life better.

It would take some work…maybe lots of it, but still it was uncertain if the pair would actually commit to the action. Regardless, they seemed to consider it.

Following this came a moment of uncertainity when the man decided not to make a comment in response to Tamiki’s words. Whether the dark hair male took note of this lack of response was unknown and would remain that way as his focus was shifted to the story and explanations that came afterwards.

While the twins absorbed the information, it seemed that of the two Rika didn’t quite understand the full concept. Sure it was pretty much a non-brainier for the average Joe, but for someone that did not exactly work on the same thought pattern as others, sometimes the way things were explained was the problem more so than the concept. For example while the first round didn’t exactly click fully with the blonde when the other  started throwing math out, the blonde would reopen the book and draw what appeared to be a pie and a pie slice. Following that he would create some small figures above each piece and off to the side of the figures, some odd swiggles that represented numbers to him at least.

It was odd, but as he listened and studied the picture he would nod a bit as in his own way, he finally got the point of the blending in. He still wasn’t in agreement with giving up himself for this, but at the same time, he was beginning to understand that the other was perhaps suggesting he should do little things to not clash as badly with the world….but that all circled back to the main two questions: was he willing to do said thing and if so how was he going to do it?

“Hrmmm…” the blonde would frown as he scratched his head lightly with the back of his pen.  “We suppose we get it…though do not at the same time. Rika is still confused on some parts of this…” Though those were the parts the man had already shown he could not or would not explain for one reason or another. Regardless of this, the blonde would only ponder this a bit more before closing the book with a light sigh as he shook his head. “Rika needs more time to think about this one,” he would state as fold his arms with a light huff as he realized the issue wouldn't leave him alone until solved in an appeasing manner. Welp bye-bye sleep he supposed, but he wasn’t mad about anything or even seeming to give up. No in fact, he was just taking a break from the thinking for a moment to give himself space to breath. That was until he was startled out of said break by his brother’s heated response to a trigger word.

As the exchange happened, Rika would watch wondering if this would turn into a fist fight in the end. That would be kind of sad, but uh…the other did not exactly make the blonde feel more at ease. His comment and smile only seemed to be the perfect elements to make the other blow; however, by some miracle, the darker haired male became a low, intense fire rather than a volcano.

"No, but the label pisses me off all the same,” he would snap back as he continued to steam a bit. Yeah. It was illogical, but true all the same. He heard that word applied to himself and his brother so many times, it agitated him easily to hear it. The trigger being the underlying memories tied to such a word, but that was something else. Regardless of his instinctive reaction, he seemed to realize the error in some fashion otherwise he would’ve never even bother attempting to calm in the first place. Though calming was kind of hard when the other decide to poke here and there. Just what was with that, huh? Was he trying to make him explode?…And if so why? Or did they actually just react and interpret things differently and thus these bumps happened?

That mystery aside, he was trying really hard to keep the conversation peaceful and this one? This guy's goal he didn’t know, regardless he would eventually settle again as he took to observing moodily once more. The situation would calm in time as the blonde watch the other when he moved to put away the book, but for the most part did not add onto the conversation about choices.

Unlike his brother his issue wasn’t so much a matter of would he actually change, but rather how to actually do it without further guidance or examples. Rika actually wanted a change in his life. Nothing dramatic just acceptance really. Though his brother was a different story.

Tamiki seemed to be more about not wanting to fully release the aspect of his life (while bad) that made it so fun. He wanted to hold onto the chaos, but still have the respect. A contradicting concept to begin with, so when he approached this situation, it was even more questionable if he would actually change…even if he did seem to consider the option.

This fact was even more apparent in his wording and response to the words given. To the first set, he would simply sigh a bit at that. This guy and his explanations…it was irritating on one hand and amusing on the other. What a strange fellow. Regardless, the response was calm enough.

“No you didn’t and yeah. I get that other jazz well enough, “ he would state plainly enough as he gave the other a thin smile. Yeah, he was hot-headed and slow at times, but even he didn’t need to be told what opinions or bargains were. He understood both well enough considering he lived in a world full of the former and where the latter was everyday occurrence. It’s not that he didn’t get the challenge posed or its difficulty…no.

It was a matter if he had the actual desire to change. Another story perhaps…. Though he was curious if the other had done the explaining out of a habit of his or to ensure Tamiki wouldn’t explode when he responded back. How very odd.

As for his last comment, Tamiki would smirk a bit at this one his mischievous nature from before cropping up once more and covering his true thoughts on the matter as he responded back.

“No shit,” he would say, the comment more amused than biting. It was a very unrefined and perhaps even rude way of putting things, but it was the only way Tamiki knew how to respond to these sort of situations. Did this mean he didn’t take what was said seriously? That after all that, he had just tossed the whole thing aside? Not really…though the behavior did put up a the front that he didn’t give a hoot on the outside though on the inside that might be untrue.

A contradiction to the end that made one wonder if he did this just because he actually enjoyed clowning around or if the behavior was so ingrained within the guy that he just automatically did things like this. It was hard to say making Tamiki a very confusing guy to figure out at times. That aside, it looked like the man had a different sort issue to contend with as Rika asked his seemingly random question.

To the huff the blonde didn’t seem to react much, but to his words the blonde would chuckle lightly as he shrugged a bit with a shake of his head. “Maybe and then maybe not. We were just a bit curious where that had come from is all,” the blonde would respond back, his words quite cryptic despite the carefree way he phrased it. Did it matter? It was hard to say and to be honest the blonde wasn’t quite ready to answer that directly yet; however, what he did do that was more direct was actually show a bit of appreciation to being answered regardless of the way it had been done.

The man didn’t have to respond at all, so the fact he had humored him seemed to have put the blonde in a good mood, so yay there. The good mood would continue to linger as the other answered the other question, causing the blonde to tilt his head a little.

“Weird harming? How is that so?” the blonde would ask curious to know more or at least come to an understanding here. To him weird simply meant different and the last he checked different didn’t actually harm unless said person was aggressive, so what did Sharaku mean by his words? He wanted a bit of clarity, but how much he would get was unknown. This one could very easily shut that door if he wanted to, so Rika just wait and see.

Regardless the situation would become more odd as somehow the other missed the point of the question being posed. Yes, they had been talking about make up, but when asked what appealed to him, Rika was not expecting the other to place it in make-up terms. Though this could’ve been a clever ploy also. If the man didn’t want to share, then why not use such a tactic to veer away from it. Even so, Rika eyes would narrow with amusement as he giggled lightly at the other.

“Hehe. Yes, make-up can indeed deceive, but it is also a tool of much fun if you are not afraid of it,” he would pause a bit as he brought his hand up slightly to show his finger nails, each painted a different color. “Make up, paints, crayons, etc. All are colors. All expressions and so very fun to play with it; however, I can see how the aspect can be boring if put into everyday terms or if it is something that doesn’t appeal to you," he would say with a grin as the blonde for just a few seconds seemed to shift in personality from a bit shy to unexpectedly confident and showy. It was an odd behavior, but he didn’t seem to be trying to impress, but rather reacting and emphasizing his pleasure and comfort in their current arena; however, just as quick as this attitude cropped up it would fade as the blonde unexpectedly went back to being shy and humble once more as he blinked sleepily at the other as he looked up at him and twisted a golden lock. “Though Rika’s question was asking what Shaku’s like and not referring to make-up,” the blonde would finish his amusement never seeming to fade as he watched the other.

He only seemed more amused as the other became quite confused by his action. No surprise to either of the twins really. The hand gesture was confusing when it came out of the blue, wasn’t it? Even if the man had missed the cue, Rika was not angry. No far from it as he gave the other a sheepish smile.

“Well I am not holding my hand out for my health, Sharaku. Help me up, yes?” he would say the words gentle and without malice as he waved his hand a bit as if to knock some form of numbness away.

And now he is speaking in normal sentences and using proper names…. Tamiki would think as he made a perplex frown with his lips and blinked a few times at the situation. This was getting confusing. On one hand the signal from Rika seemed to be like: hey give this guy a chance, but now it was a blurred signal that was hard to pick apart from play. Just what was his brother doing anyway? A mystery he’d poke the blonde about later, but for now he watch to see how this unfolded.
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