[He holds out his fist for a bump, since even though Ann is a girl, she'll always be someone he can be unabashedly himself around. The idea of a potluck sounds amazing, considering the slop that they've had to eat over the last while, and maybe... for once, he can bring out his secret cooking skills.
The ones he's never owned up to, since it took a lot of experimenting and charred delights that him and his mom had to eat with her pulling down two jobs and not having time to do the whole cooking thing. Which basically means he can make a mean burger or throw together a soup, but... he's doing his best.
Watching her from his "don't leave me hanging" distance, he figures things will end up alright. And maybe, sure, just a little bit... talking with her has made him realize that even though Akira and Rion dating is something he's totally cool with, he acknowledges that it's his own insecurities of being left behind that's causing him the slight discomfort of it. Which is, admittedly, dumb, because while Ann promises him that they'll always have each other, Ryuji just doesn't want to think of a world where that isn't true between the three of them.
And maybe, from his angle, he looks on to her expressively softened features, and he remembers why he absolutely adores Ann so much. She can go from calm to upbeat to reserved, angry, unsettled- all within a minute's span. And his heart rate increases a little bit over it.]
[She definitely doesn't leave him hanging— not for more than a moment, anyway, and she smiles easily as she reaches out to bump his fist with her own. She's always been able to be herself with him, too, right down to not caring what things might look like to other people, or whether she fits in with the other girls at school— at this point, she'd rather not, given the way they've treated her over the years.
She doesn't need them. The friends she has are worth a thousand of them, and this talk with Ryuji is as firm a reminder of that as any.]
Pow.
[She drops back into her seat, the slop on her plate now forgotten. Ryuji has that effect on people— he helps them focus on what's important. The little things, however annoying or troublesome, just don't matter anymore.]
Thanks, Skull. I'm glad you could meet me. Y'know, we've still got some time to kill before Operation: Storm— any idea how we should spend it?
[Exchange of the brofists complete, Ryuji feels... pretty okay with life at the moment, which is all he can really ask for. There might not be a direction or a path right in front to take, but he knows the destination is going to be good... especially when you have such good friends to share that place with.
Hm... time to kill before operation: storm?
There's a few things that come to mind. He wants to show her the only yellow building in Struxta that he helped paint with his bullshit magic. Take her shopping for things to bring back to the temple, but honestly, you know what would be kind of cool right now?]
Wanna go for a motorcycle ride?
[He smiles at her proudly. Do all the stupid things.]
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[He holds out his fist for a bump, since even though Ann is a girl, she'll always be someone he can be unabashedly himself around. The idea of a potluck sounds amazing, considering the slop that they've had to eat over the last while, and maybe... for once, he can bring out his secret cooking skills.
The ones he's never owned up to, since it took a lot of experimenting and charred delights that him and his mom had to eat with her pulling down two jobs and not having time to do the whole cooking thing. Which basically means he can make a mean burger or throw together a soup, but... he's doing his best.
Watching her from his "don't leave me hanging" distance, he figures things will end up alright. And maybe, sure, just a little bit... talking with her has made him realize that even though Akira and Rion dating is something he's totally cool with, he acknowledges that it's his own insecurities of being left behind that's causing him the slight discomfort of it. Which is, admittedly, dumb, because while Ann promises him that they'll always have each other, Ryuji just doesn't want to think of a world where that isn't true between the three of them.
And maybe, from his angle, he looks on to her expressively softened features, and he remembers why he absolutely adores Ann so much. She can go from calm to upbeat to reserved, angry, unsettled- all within a minute's span. And his heart rate increases a little bit over it.]
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She doesn't need them. The friends she has are worth a thousand of them, and this talk with Ryuji is as firm a reminder of that as any.]
Pow.
[She drops back into her seat, the slop on her plate now forgotten. Ryuji has that effect on people— he helps them focus on what's important. The little things, however annoying or troublesome, just don't matter anymore.]
Thanks, Skull. I'm glad you could meet me. Y'know, we've still got some time to kill before Operation: Storm— any idea how we should spend it?
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[Exchange of the brofists complete, Ryuji feels... pretty okay with life at the moment, which is all he can really ask for. There might not be a direction or a path right in front to take, but he knows the destination is going to be good... especially when you have such good friends to share that place with.
Hm... time to kill before operation: storm?
There's a few things that come to mind. He wants to show her the only yellow building in Struxta that he helped paint with his bullshit magic. Take her shopping for things to bring back to the temple, but honestly, you know what would be kind of cool right now?]
Wanna go for a motorcycle ride?
[He smiles at her proudly. Do all the stupid things.]
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Seriously?
[As fun as shopping and sightseeing would be— yeah, this is definitely better.]
Hell yeah! I only watched at the races, but I've been dying to try one!