[ should taako wander back toward his cabin sometime in the late afternoon, he'll catch majima nonchalantly passing by, definitely not checking for the presence—or lack thereof—of a certain object. short of moving his eyepatch to his other eye, it's hard to avoid eye contact with taako as he comes closer; rather than try and backpedal, he simply runs a hand through his hair and transitions into a casual wave. ]
Oh, hey, 'sup. Fancy runnin' into you around here, huh?
[ it's a little after the end of trial, so like... whew. that all sure happened.
contrary to the way he usually holds himself, there's no sort of either aggression or grandstanding coming from majima; in fact, he's decidedly calm and sincere, just like he'd meant when they'd spoke during trial. ]
If I promise to forget everything you've ever said about havin' feelings and needin' makeovers, will ya finally stop tellin' me to get fucked?
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( week 4 ) wednesday
Oh, hey, 'sup. Fancy runnin' into you around here, huh?
[ smooth, ]
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well.
He's getting a can of temporary blonde hair color whipped at him.]
Did you friggin' do this?
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I will neither confirm nor deny yer accusation.
( week 4 ) saturday
contrary to the way he usually holds himself, there's no sort of either aggression or grandstanding coming from majima; in fact, he's decidedly calm and sincere, just like he'd meant when they'd spoke during trial. ]
If I promise to forget everything you've ever said about havin' feelings and needin' makeovers, will ya finally stop tellin' me to get fucked?
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Yeah. Got a way longer list now. We’re good.
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[ he relaxes his stance further with a casual, off-handed shrug. ]
How are ya holdin' up? No missin' limbs or appendages? No deep-seated trauma illusions?
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[He just shakes his head for a second, but then stops to think about it and—]
I mean, guess I can’t speak for deep-seated trauma, but certainly no illusions about it.
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[ literally no one is pretending they're Okay anymore... but, hey, wait a second ]
Wait, what the fuck? Asshole!
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[Flipping the end of his hair.]
You think I’m adorable and you wanna spar wits with me.
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[ did he just call himself dumb? yes. does he realize this? no he's dumb what do you think ]