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[sundays]

OPEN RP POST

★ please help poor lost danas remember how to rp because all of this feels so foreign, so sudden and new ★ pick one of these nerdos to thread with (hover over character images for personality blurbs) ★ leave a picture, a prompt, or demand that I write a starter - which I'd be happy to do! ★ at a loss for ideas? don't worry friend, i gotchu

CHIAKI MORISAWA	REI SAKUMA	TSUKASA SUOU
LILI AN	SAKON SHIMA	VICTOR NIKIFOROV

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stop it's finally happening

[nightlight]

Demanding...

You couldn't let an old man get some rest after all that he's been through today?

[While Keito might have some problems with the lawn chair, it's suiting Rei just fine. He's reclined contentedly, even had his eyes closed and arms crossed in front of his chest like he was ready to sleep. Given the time of the day and intensity of the sun, there's a good chance that's what was about to happen.

Yet he opens one eye at Keito's request, glancing over to where the hand is gesturing to - lemons? well, okay - and then

Shutting again promptly with a soft hum.]

Underneath this sun I don't think I could lift even another finger... Whether it's the lemons or the rope tie, if you really wanted to, you could handle both yourself, couldn't you?

[don't make him cross over you rei that's rude]

[lecturehall]

[Really.]

I thought old men were supposed to set an example for their juniors. [But fine. Whatever. It's not like he's unacquainted with Rei's more obstinate side. It's a nuisance he hasn't missed but one he has the maturity to put up with. For a short time.

Keito bridges the small gap between them, one hand steady on the arm of Rei's folding chair as he reaches across for the lemons. Determined to remain seated in the name of spite, he stretches as far as he can and is rewarded with his fingers brushing against the rim of the bowl--

--before the whole thing topples onto Rei, himself included. Turns out even a steading hand can't save him from being surprised. He props himself up (on Rei) scowling (at Rei) as he fixes his glasses. Ugh. Gross. There's a bit of lemon juice on them.]

This is your fault.

[nightlight]

[Shit.

That happened a lot more suddenly than he anticipated and there's a brief noise of surprise - he's sturdier than his personality suggests but it turns out that his boasts of being omniscient are really fucking overrated - and then there they are, toppled on top of each other and lemony.

Curiously, Rei lets his tongue swipe over his own lips and taste the citrus.

And then he laughs.

He can't quite help it, he definitely laughs because - ]

Not your most graceful moment...

[And yet he also doesn't seem too bothered, eyes turning up in their amusement as he leans up and closes some of the space between them.]

But I suppose if you see it fit to pass credit to me, I don't particularly mind.