And he's not terribly wrong, truthfully. Out of anyone in their group, Ryuji's the one with the most abstract curiosity towards things like buttons and places that he shouldn't be. He was the one who tipped Ren off to the off-limits rooftop of the school, which became their first hideout... at least until Makoto came and ruined it in one fell swoop. Who could tell if he wouldn't stumble upon something in the station one second, and then the next poof- an immediate, horrible type of death.
Good thing he has people around him to ground him and stop him from doing stupid shit like that. Present goof, excluded, of course, because Akira and Ryuji were perfect hype men for each other's dumb fucking ideas.
The blond's smile is sincere, sheepish almost. Like in an apologetic sort of way that says Gotta cut this short, sorry, man. We'll have a round two later... that might give off a ton of impressions to anyone watching. Ryuji always seems like a better person when he's around Ren. More calm. Composed. Not about to flip his shit at any given moment, but rather holding it back and waiting for the right moment. That's their cadence, after all.]
HELL YEAH! What's the spice level on that?
[Instation voices, Ryuji. Please. Some people might have sensitive ears.
(Screw 'em.)
Wrapping an arm around his bestie, he looks over at Akira with a challenging smirk.]
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And he's not terribly wrong, truthfully. Out of anyone in their group, Ryuji's the one with the most abstract curiosity towards things like buttons and places that he shouldn't be. He was the one who tipped Ren off to the off-limits rooftop of the school, which became their first hideout... at least until Makoto came and ruined it in one fell swoop. Who could tell if he wouldn't stumble upon something in the station one second, and then the next poof- an immediate, horrible type of death.
Good thing he has people around him to ground him and stop him from doing stupid shit like that. Present goof, excluded, of course, because Akira and Ryuji were perfect hype men for each other's dumb fucking ideas.
The blond's smile is sincere, sheepish almost. Like in an apologetic sort of way that says Gotta cut this short, sorry, man. We'll have a round two later... that might give off a ton of impressions to anyone watching. Ryuji always seems like a better person when he's around Ren. More calm. Composed. Not about to flip his shit at any given moment, but rather holding it back and waiting for the right moment. That's their cadence, after all.]
HELL YEAH! What's the spice level on that?
[Instation voices, Ryuji. Please. Some people might have sensitive ears.
(Screw 'em.)
Wrapping an arm around his bestie, he looks over at Akira with a challenging smirk.]
Have you two met before?