[Akira watches the two of them with a discerning eye. He's... almost concerned, now, mostly because he recognizes something familiar in the two of them. Is that how he and Ryo looked all the time? Christ.
(Well, it's definitely not enough to make him consider to change his behavior, but it's certainly something of an eye-opening experience, to say the least.)]
Most people're prone to that, though. [He turns a faint, vaguely knowing smile to the bottled-blond, remembering how their first meeting had quickly turned a little wild, landing them both in an excessively questionable pool.] Oh. So you're Ren. [His tone of voice grows considerably more flat. Despite his machismo on the network, his bite doesn't all match his bark - he wouldn't go out of his way to hurt someone unless he absolutely needed to, but the way the guy'd spoken to Ryo still sticks in the back of his mind, stinging him. So much of his time with Ryo had been spent watching and listening to people say hurtful things to him, thinking themselves absolved of the guilt because he didn't react. Surely he mustn't actually care, right? But even if Ryo didn't, Akira did for him; years ago it just made him upset, but now it makes him angry.
For now, though... It's hard to be angry, watching Ryuji lock the guy into a headlock, only to have his hygiene questioned and his sides tickled. Come on, you guys.]
Well. [He says with a short sigh; he rolls his shoulders, his head tilted to one side.] If you're gonna be a damn pain in the ass, you might as well be a good-lookin' one.
[He ain't gonna argue that. Akira has eyes. He doesn't need Ryuji to tell him.]
Here's where I'd probably tell you guys to get a room, but, well. [He looks around them before setting the two of them in a smirk.] If you guys want, I can just leave you to it.
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(Well, it's definitely not enough to make him consider to change his behavior, but it's certainly something of an eye-opening experience, to say the least.)]
Most people're prone to that, though. [He turns a faint, vaguely knowing smile to the bottled-blond, remembering how their first meeting had quickly turned a little wild, landing them both in an excessively questionable pool.] Oh. So you're Ren. [His tone of voice grows considerably more flat. Despite his machismo on the network, his bite doesn't all match his bark - he wouldn't go out of his way to hurt someone unless he absolutely needed to, but the way the guy'd spoken to Ryo still sticks in the back of his mind, stinging him. So much of his time with Ryo had been spent watching and listening to people say hurtful things to him, thinking themselves absolved of the guilt because he didn't react. Surely he mustn't actually care, right? But even if Ryo didn't, Akira did for him; years ago it just made him upset, but now it makes him angry.
For now, though... It's hard to be angry, watching Ryuji lock the guy into a headlock, only to have his hygiene questioned and his sides tickled. Come on, you guys.]
Well. [He says with a short sigh; he rolls his shoulders, his head tilted to one side.] If you're gonna be a damn pain in the ass, you might as well be a good-lookin' one.
[He ain't gonna argue that. Akira has eyes. He doesn't need Ryuji to tell him.]
Here's where I'd probably tell you guys to get a room, but, well. [He looks around them before setting the two of them in a smirk.] If you guys want, I can just leave you to it.