You called? [A voice drifts from behind Sugane, standing at the door of their shared bedroom. Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear -- in the form of Ryousuke Kominato. Maybe he'd taken advantage of the transformation, while Sugane was clearly distracted? Ryousuke could be subtle and quick at times. Somehow he managed to slip in, closing the door behind him without drawing any attention.]
I'm home. [he announces, a polite greeting as he returns from practice - even if he didn't enter through the front door.]
[In shock, Sugane drops his NOTE on the floor. He desperately tries to pull his brain back online and quickly picks up his NOTE, then turn to face him properly.]
[He flashes his NOTE. Alright, he was being ridiculous, but after what the end of November, this morning is nothing but a pleasant surprise all around.]
[He looks on as Sugane's goofy smile gets engulfed in light, replacing it with glowing eyes and a suit of armour. This sort of thing is depicted in tv shows or manga, and Ryousuke's seen his fair share, but this- this is far more impressive. Seeing it in the flesh with first row seats.]
Hmm...
[Ryousuke's already walking a circle around him, arms crossed behind his back, checking out the elaborate armour from all 360 degrees. He even raps his knuckles on the front of his metal chest plate, as if trying to get Sugane to react, under all that metal.]
[A cool trick? He doubts carrying Ryousuke without breaking a sweat impress him like little kids did. Pulling out a katana out of sleeve then? That sounds like a magician's trick...]
But then again, he can't seem to find it anywhere, even after regaining his suit. Probably still in the Landlord's possession, somehow.
Sugane settles for the next best thing. He jumps towards the ceiling and, defying the laws of gravity, lands on his feet.]
Ryousuke's eyes follow the movement, left gazing up at where Sugane's feet meet the ceiling.]
That will be useful, should we ever need to clean the ceiling.
[ And then looks back to the where the approximate area of where Sugane's face should be, under that helmet contraption. The ceiling of the bedroom isn't all that high.]
Don't you usually have a- [He grips an invisible weapon, taking a side swing through the air. It resembles a baseball swing somewhat.] -sword?
[He looks 'up', or where upward is at his current spot. Though, he doesn't deny the idea of cleaning up ceilings in that matter had cross his mind once, or maybe three times.
Sugane blinks however at the mention of his sword. He hasn't quite realize what Ryousuke means just yet.]
Yes, but it's not with me at the moment. The landlord likely hasn't given it to me yet.
[It's tempting to slide his armor's hand open anyways, since it seems kind of horrific enough it might amuse Ryousuke? Though to him, it would just look silly, especially without a sword sliding out immediately after.]
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I'm home. [he announces, a polite greeting as he returns from practice - even if he didn't enter through the front door.]
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NO!
[In shock, Sugane drops his NOTE on the floor. He desperately tries to pull his brain back online and quickly picks up his NOTE, then turn to face him properly.]
Y-you came home early!
[RYOUSUKE SAW EVERYTHING.]
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Ryo seems completely collected, if not a little curious at what all that was all about.]
Is something the matter?
[RYOUSUKE SAW NOTHING.]
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[He takes a few steps back, as if that would hide the fact his surprise is ruined.
It's really hard to tell though with him.]
Did something happened? You came home earlier than usual.
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[He's pulling off his shoes and placing them to the side- of the bedroom?
More importantly:]
What was that expression earlier?
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But more importantly;]
You didn't see anything just now?
[His tone may sound a bit too hopeful.]
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[that's all he's got.]
Did Christmas come nine days early?
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[He's not even hiding his grin.]
I'm fulfilling my promise.
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What promise?
[He knows no such thing!]
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[He flashes his NOTE. Alright, he was being ridiculous, but after what the end of November, this morning is nothing but a pleasant surprise all around.]
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He didn't. But maybe he hadn't expected it so soon.]
Show me.
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Bird... GO!
[The NOTE glows and turn transparent before a flash of light engulfs Sugane, in less than a second, he's back in his armor again.
As it did before, his eyes lights up as well as the rest of the armor glows.]
Well, here's my promise.
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Hmm...
[Ryousuke's already walking a circle around him, arms crossed behind his back, checking out the elaborate armour from all 360 degrees. He even raps his knuckles on the front of his metal chest plate, as if trying to get Sugane to react, under all that metal.]
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... Well?
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[Ryousuke's smile is without condescension, or any edge of malice or underlying intent. It's just that- a smile.]
You really did deliver this time.
[Curling his fingers, he bumps his fist against the front of Sugane's armour.]
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When I give my word, I do my best to keep it as promised. I suppose you can count this as an early Christmas present.
[A light jab back Ryousuke's earlier comment. As for Ryousuke's actual present... well, he'll just have to see later on.]
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[There it is, the sense of humour comes back at full force. Not that it ever left, but y'know.]
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[Not like he isn't starting to adapt to bantering nowadays.]
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[But he's amused.]
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[beaming]
Do a cool trick.
[remember: the best super-mop attack!]
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But then again, he can't seem to find it anywhere, even after regaining his suit. Probably still in the Landlord's possession, somehow.
Sugane settles for the next best thing. He jumps towards the ceiling and, defying the laws of gravity, lands on his feet.]
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Ryousuke's eyes follow the movement, left gazing up at where Sugane's feet meet the ceiling.]
That will be useful, should we ever need to clean the ceiling.
[ And then looks back to the where the approximate area of where Sugane's face should be, under that helmet contraption. The ceiling of the bedroom isn't all that high.]
Don't you usually have a- [He grips an invisible weapon, taking a side swing through the air. It resembles a baseball swing somewhat.] -sword?
[Someone's caught you practicing in private.]
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Sugane blinks however at the mention of his sword. He hasn't quite realize what Ryousuke means just yet.]
Yes, but it's not with me at the moment. The landlord likely hasn't given it to me yet.
[It's tempting to slide his armor's hand open anyways, since it seems kind of horrific enough it might amuse Ryousuke? Though to him, it would just look silly, especially without a sword sliding out immediately after.]
How do you know I use a sword?
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[Sometimes, with the way Ryousuke smiles, it's like he knows a lot more than he lets on.]
That's too bad though. I suppose he doesn't want you to become too greedy.
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