re_alignment | audio; 4/6 late night / early morning ish

How do you practice...?

[He slumps where he sits, groping for another cube with one hand, while the other gestures uselessly at the air.]

I let him. I let it happen -- That's all my fault. You know? I'm older. I should've known something was ... wrong.

So now he's gone.

He ran off, and won't talk to me. He must hate me.

Y'know, just chatting. Like stress free chatting.

[Yeah this probably wasn't stress free for poor Kagerou, but he sure was chatting wasn't he.]

To be fair, Shadowmaru can be kind of hard to read sometimes. [Pause for CUBING because shit this conversations needed it] Look, if I had to guess, I'd say he's probably just embarrassed and doesn't know how to handle it. It's probably less him hating you and more him being pissed off at himself for making an ass out of himself.

Stress... free...

[What is that.]

[Then his head just sort of flops forward onto the table. He curls his arms around it.]

I know how to read him. I know him... I shouldn't...

I shouldn't make him feel like an ... like an ass! That's my fault.

If he hates me -- if he hates me... my life is over.

[wow tipsy drama queen much.]

[oh uh HMM that's a thing. Don't mind Gunmax if he just. Glances around. And makes sure nobody's watching.

Satisfied that nobody seems to give a shit about their awkward conversation, he reaches over and gives Kagerou's arm a hopefully reassuring pat. God this is weird.]

Don't be so dramatic! Look, you're both idio- wait, that's not helping. Uh.

[Wow ok FOCUS] Okay, rephrasing. Nobody's perfect, baby. People make mistakes, that's life! And I'm... reasonably sure he doesn't hate you.

[He tilts his head enough to peer blearily up at Gunmax. Honestly it looks like someone just dropkicked his puppy.]

I can't make mistakes with him... I need him.

[His hands scramble around, to try and grasp onto Gunmax's like a dork.]

He can't hate me! He can't. I just. Found. Him. Again.

But he hates me. Because he won't talk to me.

[The first thing Gunmax realizes is that he can't grab his energon while someone is clinging to his hands. The second thing he realizes is that Kagerou is clinging to his hands. And the third thing he realizes is that his face must look incredibly stupid right now, because the look he's giving Kagerou is absurd. It's some kind of cross between sort of terrified, totally confused, and kinda drunk.

He is SO GLAD nobody else is here to see this just sayin' ~~especially power joe~~]

Look, Pigeon. Can I call you that? I'm callin' you that. He doesn't hate you. I promise. He's just being a whiny little glitch right now. I bet that's all it is. You want me to talk to him for you? I mean, I can try.

Edited 2014-04-07 04:04 (UTC)

[He's practically clinging like a drowning man, so good luck getting him to let go, Gunbro.]

[His head is still laying on the table, though. Oops.]

You... You promise? Promises -- those mean a lot. You can't just promise.

[He lifts his head a little.]

You'd really. You would try?

[he is SO glad for his dumb visor right now because he'd probably look like a deer caught in headlights without it]

Sure I can! Watch me!

[more bad life decisions heeeeey]

And I'll totally talk to him! Doesn't bother me at all. In fact, it'll be nice to have something to take my mind off how much I want to run Power Joe over!

[He's going to drink more. And watch Gunmax. Intently. Because he's got to be doing something, right?]

I'm watching.

[They're making stellar choices here.]

I... I can repay you. I don't know how. Maybe I can find an English... book. I don't know.

Please... Maybe he will tell you if he's alive and that's all I want to know.

[Another dramatic flop on the tabletop.]

Gunmax.

You're my only hope.

[oh thanks god a free hand now gunmax can drink more too. fuck knows he needs it right now]

My English is fine.

[no.

Damn and now Kagerou's going all Princess Leia on him. Today is just weird and confusing. He's going to set his visor aside and rub his face because god DAAAAAAMN weird things + drunk = what am stuff]

Look, it's fine, I'll take care of it. Then I'll drag that idiot back by his stupid dog tail and make him. Stop. Being an idiot.

No, I... thought it was helpful. For more words.

[Or something. He doesn't really know, he's just saying words.]

[And he's going to lay there, staring up at him like a damsel in distress staring up at her would-be rescuer, look at those doe eyes.]

You. Are a hero.

Hero.

[Look at that he even tried to English it up for you.]

You know what, I like words. Bring on the words.

[uh

nope more nervous glancing around the room. Seriously HOW did this manage to get so AWKWARD.]

Ahum. Y-yeah. That's me. Mister Problem Solver.

[Fuck now he's going to feel like shit if he fucks this up. he is going to strangle Shadowmaru just for this.]

I will. I will bring all the words.

[STARING INTENSIFIES.]

[He'll be remorseful later. Now he's just drunkenly grateful Gunmax is being so helpful.]

You're a good. Bot. Person. Thing.

[just sloooowly slides that visor into place yeaaaaaaaa stop staring.

not gonna complain about the praise though]

Hey, just trying to help a buddy out.

[And he sloooooooooowly lays his face down on the table.]

You are.

Helping.

You are.

And you are drunk as hell.

[ha ha loser because clearly Gunmax is sober ~~lol no~~. here kagerou have a head pat you drunk bastard]

I am...?

[Man now he just sounds pitiful, head pats or no head pats.]

No wonder he hates me.

[DAMMIT. Now Gunmax is going to knock on his stupid metal head a couple times]

Why would anyone hate you for that? You're not the only one in here drinking this stuff, y'know? Look, I said he doesn't hate you. It's gonna be fiiiiiine, baby. Better than fine!

[There's just one of those sad, muffled whining sounds from the dumb bird. He doesn't even pick his face off the table.]

I don't... know. It just seems.

It seems like. My life. Lately. Where nothing is fine.

[aaaaugh how pathetic how pitiful uuugh. poor guy.

Gunmax is going to start stacking cubes on Kagerou's head. After draining like two of them in one go.]

To be fair, everythin' was pretty weird for a little while. Power Joe short circuited or something and glued me to my wall, Deckard started climbing on buildings and acting like he wasn't a dork. This is all just a minor setback. This Shadowmaru thing? Slightly bigger setback, but totally repairable. Maybe everything isn't fine right now, but it's gonna be.

[Also his accent is getting even worse. Y'know. As if that were possible.]

[He's just kind of laying there like a lump so those cubes aren't going anywhere.]

[He seems like he's listening.]

He's mad at me too. He told me to go away. So I did.

[Pause.]

I didn't. See Deckerd. That's weird.

[And then a thought occurs to him. Even though, dimly, he's grateful Gunmax is trying to be supportive and helpful. He'll thank him when he's sober.]

... Maybe. I'm a bad kisser. Maybe that's why he hates me now.

He told you to go away? Great, now I have another excuse to knock him out. You lucked out, though. He went absolutely insane for a while.

[Well he was going to keep bitching about Power Joe but uh]

A bad- No. No, that's stupid. That can't be it. And stop saying he hates you. He doesn't.

Wh... why? What'd he do? Didn't I say not to hurt him? I said that, right?

[His head suddenly pops up, scattering those cubes.]

What if it is.

I need to.

[He peers at Gunmax.]

Test.

You did say that. And I haven't hurt him. But I really want to.

[FUCK THE CUBES. Gunmax is startled as fuck and tries to catch them. He kind of fails.]

Wh-test? Test what?

You shouldn't. That's going to make it worse.

[He's still staring.]

Test kissing.

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