( crau ) beau

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( week 4 ) tuesday

[haw]

[ hey what up. majima's holding a widdle wooden birdie when beau comes back to the spabin today, absentmindedly tossing it in his hand a couple of times before he catches it and shows it to her. ]

Y'know, I know the thing says "anonymous gift," but I don't think that counts when the maker signs their work... an' when the commissioner makes themselves just a lil' obvious.

[disreguarded]

[ beau pauses in the doorway! and then very quickly hides her smile, busying herself with shoving her newly clean sets of other clothing on the bed. ]

No idea what you're talking about. [ beau says lightly. ] Did you get something?

[haw]

[ he feigns a motion to make it seem like he's going to throw the bird at her—

but then he just drops his right hand again, carving safely in his palm, as his left hand chucks his pillow at her, covered in blue glitter. ]

Yeah, somethin' that's gonna be a pain in the ass to try an' get outta my sheets!

[disreguarded]

[ majima is currently winning the who will make beau laugh the most this week challenge - she catches the pillow because she's a stupid cheating monk, but she instantly drops it, giggling. ]

Look, I just thought you'd look really pretty with a bunch of blue glitter on you for the next two weeks. [ teehee ]

[haw]

Have a taste of yer own medicine!

[ HE GETS UP TO DUMP A BUNCH OF GLITTER ON HER PILLOW NOW ]

[disreguarded]

[ WOW RUDE ]

Oh my god. [ she says, whacking him with his own pillow. ] You fucker, I'm gonna sleep in your bed when you're not looking!

[haw]

The hell kinda threat is that? It's already full of the stuff!

[ majima lets out a short cackle as he raises his arm to block her attack, pushing his hand back at her through the pillow. in a silly way... this is a lot better than the reception he'd been expecting. ]

[disreguarded]

[ this is nice. it's nice to not be absolutely miserable, always, she thinks. ]

Yeah, and now you'll never get rid of it. You can wash you sheets but I'm gonna keep bringing it back. [ the best part is he's the only one who got glitter, ha haaa ]

[haw]

Heh—I think ya underestimate me. I'll just own it! Everyone's favorite glitterin' idol, Gorogorogoro-chan!

[ he even strikes a pose this time! TERRIBLE. ]

[disreguarded]

[ majima

she laughs - and then looks almost surprised, for a second, before bursting into more laughter, covering her mouth with her hand. it's the pose. what a nerd. ]

[haw]

[ with beau laughing uncontrollably, majima considers his job done for now, plopping back down onto his bunk with a wide grin of his own. ]

All right, look, I gotta ask—why a bird?

[disreguarded]

[ god, what would she do without him, honestly. she sniffs, rubbing at her face, and keeps smiling even as she drops down onto her own bunk. ]

Two reasons. [ she says, bringing her hair down to start to comb her fingers through it. ] I like birds. And birds are easy to make.

[haw]

Haw? Did ya get Magnus to show ya how, or have ya secretly always been a woodworkin' pro?

[disreguarded]

Magnus has been showing me how. I taught him some language stuff and he helped me figure out how to do woodwork.

I'm better at making stuff out of clay, but there's not a huge selection at the crafts building. [ a pause. ] I think I did an okay job.

[haw]

I mean, I could tell it was a bird, so ya got that much right.

[ he rolls his eye, but it's well-meaning rather than sarcastic. ]

What kinda language stuff are we talkin' about? [ beat ] ...heh.

[disreguarded]

[ she looks pleased at that, though! she'll take the compliment. ]

Like how to speak another language. Dwarvish, actually - what are you laughing at?

[haw]

"Language stuff"... "talkin' about"...

[ . . . he waves it off. ]

It's way less funny when ya gotta explain the joke.

[disreguarded]

[ oh my god. she just rolls her eye in return. ]

You don't get to groan at my jokes when yours are just as lame.

[haw]

...goddamn, we really are the same person, aren't we?

[disreguarded]

[ that makes her laugh again. ]

Ugh, fuck. Yeah, down to me stealing your eye shtick. [ eye shtick she says like it wasn't traumatizing for both of them losing their respective eyes, w/e ] It's kind of - awesome? It's kind of awesome.

[ oh, also she's just going to start digging around for her bag that she keeps under her bed. ]

[haw]

Just "kind of"?

[ also skirting around that glaringly obvious trauma, thanks! but with her ducking under her bunk, he can't help but look over curiously, head tilted. ]

Whatcha lookin' for?

[disreguarded]

The losing an eye part is not awesome, so yeah, kinda. [ also: she shows him a little bag, with a grin. ]

Guess what I got from our favorite director?

[haw]

...'kay, fair enough.

[ THAT ASIDE... cue curiosity! especially when she drops who it's from. ]

Huh, a task reward or somethin' special?

[disreguarded]

Uh - not a task reward, so much, just a regular reward? I think he felt sorry for me.

But, uh. Well, here. [ she tosses it to him. it's definitely a bag of weed. ]

[haw]

Beau.

[ he looks down at the bag he's just caught, then back at her. ]

Is this weed?