( crau ) beau

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[haw]

Better than what you'd do which is fuckin' nothing, apparently!

[disreguarded]

[ screeeeee ]

Yeah, because people don't just fucking like me, Majima, there's some sort of catch, and I don't wanna get into it while we're nose deep in murder!

[haw]

All right, back it up there for a sec.

Did you just look me point blank in the singular eye an' say that people don't like you?

[disreguarded]

[ she opens her mouth, and then closes it. and then gives him a belligerent look. ]

It's not. People like me fine. I guess. Just not like that. [ she's going to say more, but after this week, after seeing people scream for her, it feels... almost disrespectful to say. ]

[haw]

[ while he stops being overtly on the offensive when she accepts the praise, majima still remains steadfast as he continues, ]

Shut the fuck up, ya said she had a great time, give yerself some credit.

[disreguarded]

[ her jaw works. ]

... I'm trying to. [ she says, a little petulantly. her admitting that shinobu probably had a good time is as much as she can manage without feeling stupid. ]

[haw]

Ya better keep workin' on it.

[ another shove, though this time, he keeps his hand on her shoulder. ]

[disreguarded]

[ there's a pause, where she tries to figure out what to say, and then, finally: ]

You've been a really good friend to me, Majima. [ maybe a little more genuine than she really means for it to be. ]

[haw]

[ ... he's soft... while he may have once balked at such a heartfelt sentiment, he has no difficulty accepting it now, giving her a warm grin. ]

Look, when yer first interaction with someone is chuggin' booze like a champ an' then beatin' the shit out of each other, ya either end up real good friends or a nightmare you only remember the next time ya go on a wildass bender. M'glad it was the former.

[disreguarded]

[ that makes her laugh, one of her genuine dumb giggles. she brings a hand up to rest on top of his. ]

Me too. [ she takes a deep breath. ] I think I'm starting to get the hang of not running into walls, finally. So - maybe we can practice fighting next week? I'll just not use my hand for now.

[ the broken one. ]

[haw]

Heh, we'll see how yer shapin' up an' figure out how to go from there.

Hell, maybe if I keep tryin' to win over the Directors, I might even get to ask them to do me a favor, see if we can't get ya healed a lil' faster. It worked like that in my game, don't see why it wouldn't be worth a try here.

[disreguarded]

Really? [ she's curious! ] Shadows gave me my eyepatch earlier this week, but I didn't ask them for anything else. Think they can actually do anything?

... Akira said I should ask for a robot eye.

[haw]

I lost a finger an' my god was able to give me a replacement. That kinda thing seems to be a host boon if they like ya well enough.

[ beat, as he gives her a sulky sort of look now ]

I'd be pissed if ya got a robo-eye, though.

[disreguarded]

[ she grins a bit at him. ]

I'm not gonna get a robo-eye. I kind of like matching with you. [ hum. ] I'm teaching Shadows how to hug, though. So I'm definitely their favorite.

[haw]

God, you are so gay.

[ but he rolls his eye and laughs. ]

No way, though. Shadows-han said even Trine likes me the most!

[disreguarded]

[ she snortlaughs, and fuckin PINCHES HIS HAND. retribution!! not hard though. ]

Yeah, you can be Trine's favorite, and I'll be Shadows's favorite. And they'll give me all the free booze I want.

[haw]

[ (gentle) swat!! ]

Shadows-han already supports my nicotine habit, they'd totally supply me with hard liquor, too.

[disreguarded]

[ genuinely trying to remember if beau knows what the fuck a cigarette is, going with No ]

Nicotine? [ squint. ]

[haw]

[ huh. of all the things to not know... ]

Oh. Smokin'. Tobacco an' shit.

[disreguarded]

Oh. Yeah, I know what tobacco is. [ she's never heard nicotine before, though. ] ... I cannot for a second imagine you with a pipe.

[haw]

[ he waves a dismissive hand ]

Eh, they ain't practical, anyway. Cigs are way more convenient. [ he quickly reaches into his pocket, then presents her with a cigarette box, flicking one up as he opens it up. ] Wanna try?

[disreguarded]

[ majima is a bad influence send tweet ]

... Sure? How the fuck. [ she squints at the cigarette box, and gingerly reaches to take the one he flicks. ] I've never seen it like this before.

[haw]

[ before he puts the box away, he gets out a cigarette for himself and holds it between his teeth. he then switches the box for a lighter; as the flame catches, he holds it up to the end of beau's smoke, then lights his own right after. one puff of smoke later... ]

Learn well, my disciple.

[disreguarded]

[ beau has literally never smoked before, so here goes.

she watches him for a second, trying to figure out how to do it. once she's got the idea, she takes a drag off her own - and immediately coughs, eye watering. ]

[haw]

[ he helpfully thumps her on the back. ]