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unrelenting_rhapsody) wrote2021-11-14 10:29 pm
unrelenting_rhapsody) wrote2021-11-14 10:29 pm
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First isolate your target
Who: Gokudera, Paige
When: Two weeks into school attendance.
What: Just a bit of highschool bullshit
It was a really good thing they'd had the school reroofed. They hadn't given him his own workroom yet so he needed the space. It wasn't quite time to run rounds with Yama, and it was just past when Tsuna would be getting sleepy and video gaming with the rest of the students. The other Guardians had that shit in hand so he got his alone time up on the roof.
Granted, for the past ten days or so he'd pretended not to notice one Paige Guthrie sitting in her window and 'reading' by which he meant 'looking at him over the tops of her book or magazine whenever she thought she could get away with it. Amateur.
Today was about when he judged she'd get the nerve up to come out on the roof; it had started to rain lightly, which was a perfect opportunity to...yeah, there we go. One highschool Husk slipping out her window with an umbrella. "Gokuedera...kun? Am I saying that right?"
"Do some fucking research," he snorted, light flaring as he lit a cigarette. "That's a diminutive for close friends."
"But Tsuna..."
"You're not Tsuna."
She seemed nonplussed by that but rallied her nerve, "I'm sorry, I just thought it was how you were polite. I brought an...umbrella." Of course, then she noticed the Sistema quietly revolving around him to keep his work space dry. "What is that?!"
"My Sistema. Can I fucking help you?" he snorted, looking up from the pieces of work in his lap. In this case he also had a record function but hey, who could tell in his rig? He'd installed it before they left Italy even, thinking a bit of documentation might come in handy when dealing with kids.
"You...you really like cursing don't you?" she sighed, opening up the umbrella for herself and settling down carefully just outside range of the rings. "I just thought...you might get lonely up here."
"Do I look fucking lonely?" he snorted.
"...well, you're alone on a roof in the rain so yes?" she smiled, dimpling even. Fucking dimples. "You don't have to sit alone you know."
"And you're going to tell you know anyfuckingthing about flame circuitry?" Enlighten him, please!
"You're working on circuitry?! IN THE RAIN?"
He snorted, cigarette bobbing, "and you're sitting in the rain screeching at me. It's a lot less nice up here suddenly."
"Pardon?"
"I didn't invite you," he pointed out. "So why are you out here?"
That had her fidgeting a moment, "I just thought...you're nice. And I like talking to you."
Oh, oh that was funny. "Bullshit. Try again."
"But you ARE, you spend time with..."
"I use you," he noted bluntly. "You seem to be a girl with too much time on your hands, following people around sniffing for dates. May as well have you run fucking errands. It gives everyone a break from whatever romance you've decided on in your head this week."
"What...WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
"I mean you're transparent as fuck," he noted simply. "You decide someone looks cute or that they have money, better both in your mind, and you set your sights and commence fucking low key stalking and sighing at them. Churned through the boys here, probably the fact Ev ran whenever you looked his way is why he escaped hmmm? Then a whole new batch of boys comes in and you pull the puppy farm bitch act on me, first, as predicted."
"Predicted?"
He smiled, pulling the cigarette from his mouth and leaning closer, just barely inside the rings for a moment, "my boyfriend tells me I'm fucking hot all the time," that was a teasing, terrible purr. Yama didn't, Yama didn't talk much but the looks were more than eloquent enough yes.
"That...that's a lie, you don't act like you're dating at all!"
"And you'd know anything beside whatever the fuck they put in teen mags?" he laughed. "Complexity makes shit better girl, and we're complicated as fuck." To put it mildly.
"So you are actually gay?"
Yeah, that had him laughing hard enough Uri poked her head up over a chimney, "bet your definitions are as simplistic as your attempts at actually, honestly liking someone."
"I LIKE PEOPLE!"
"If that were true you'd have fucking cared if I wasn't interested. If any of your targets weren't interested hmmm? This isn't some fucking fairytale where you just have to find the right guy to hook and you'll become a princess."
"I'm...I'm not looking for that!"
"Aren't you?" he smirked, lighting another cigarette. "Word of advice? Just fucking attend school. Don't shoot for an epic teen romance. Learn, because you fucking need it and that will get you out of whatever hellhole you think you need to escape a lot easier than chasing fucking tail."
"I'm..."
"Granted, if you're just fucking horny I"m sure Emma can recommend a toy line for you." She seemed the type.
The girl's face went several shades of pink through red then settled on outraged, "you...YOU THAT'S GROSS!"
"And they won't talk and ruin your fucking fantasy," he grinned.
"You...you're just awful!"
"But I thought you liiiiiked me," he simpered around the cigarette, grinning. "Make friends, not hunt, now get your ass off my roof." There, a nice public service message even!
Odds were she was going to go tell Yama how mean he'd been.
That was going to be even funnier honestly. He waited until her outrage carried her back inside, with bonus defiant window slamming, then shifted to stare at Uri, "hey bitch, you took her better than I expected. Take this to Chrome?" Mukuro's new box was done, but having Uri go to Chrome meant Uri would actually get there soonest!
The Video file would be waiting for her when next she logged into her private email.
When: Two weeks into school attendance.
What: Just a bit of highschool bullshit
It was a really good thing they'd had the school reroofed. They hadn't given him his own workroom yet so he needed the space. It wasn't quite time to run rounds with Yama, and it was just past when Tsuna would be getting sleepy and video gaming with the rest of the students. The other Guardians had that shit in hand so he got his alone time up on the roof.
Granted, for the past ten days or so he'd pretended not to notice one Paige Guthrie sitting in her window and 'reading' by which he meant 'looking at him over the tops of her book or magazine whenever she thought she could get away with it. Amateur.
Today was about when he judged she'd get the nerve up to come out on the roof; it had started to rain lightly, which was a perfect opportunity to...yeah, there we go. One highschool Husk slipping out her window with an umbrella. "Gokuedera...kun? Am I saying that right?"
"Do some fucking research," he snorted, light flaring as he lit a cigarette. "That's a diminutive for close friends."
"But Tsuna..."
"You're not Tsuna."
She seemed nonplussed by that but rallied her nerve, "I'm sorry, I just thought it was how you were polite. I brought an...umbrella." Of course, then she noticed the Sistema quietly revolving around him to keep his work space dry. "What is that?!"
"My Sistema. Can I fucking help you?" he snorted, looking up from the pieces of work in his lap. In this case he also had a record function but hey, who could tell in his rig? He'd installed it before they left Italy even, thinking a bit of documentation might come in handy when dealing with kids.
"You...you really like cursing don't you?" she sighed, opening up the umbrella for herself and settling down carefully just outside range of the rings. "I just thought...you might get lonely up here."
"Do I look fucking lonely?" he snorted.
"...well, you're alone on a roof in the rain so yes?" she smiled, dimpling even. Fucking dimples. "You don't have to sit alone you know."
"And you're going to tell you know anyfuckingthing about flame circuitry?" Enlighten him, please!
"You're working on circuitry?! IN THE RAIN?"
He snorted, cigarette bobbing, "and you're sitting in the rain screeching at me. It's a lot less nice up here suddenly."
"Pardon?"
"I didn't invite you," he pointed out. "So why are you out here?"
That had her fidgeting a moment, "I just thought...you're nice. And I like talking to you."
Oh, oh that was funny. "Bullshit. Try again."
"But you ARE, you spend time with..."
"I use you," he noted bluntly. "You seem to be a girl with too much time on your hands, following people around sniffing for dates. May as well have you run fucking errands. It gives everyone a break from whatever romance you've decided on in your head this week."
"What...WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
"I mean you're transparent as fuck," he noted simply. "You decide someone looks cute or that they have money, better both in your mind, and you set your sights and commence fucking low key stalking and sighing at them. Churned through the boys here, probably the fact Ev ran whenever you looked his way is why he escaped hmmm? Then a whole new batch of boys comes in and you pull the puppy farm bitch act on me, first, as predicted."
"Predicted?"
He smiled, pulling the cigarette from his mouth and leaning closer, just barely inside the rings for a moment, "my boyfriend tells me I'm fucking hot all the time," that was a teasing, terrible purr. Yama didn't, Yama didn't talk much but the looks were more than eloquent enough yes.
"That...that's a lie, you don't act like you're dating at all!"
"And you'd know anything beside whatever the fuck they put in teen mags?" he laughed. "Complexity makes shit better girl, and we're complicated as fuck." To put it mildly.
"So you are actually gay?"
Yeah, that had him laughing hard enough Uri poked her head up over a chimney, "bet your definitions are as simplistic as your attempts at actually, honestly liking someone."
"I LIKE PEOPLE!"
"If that were true you'd have fucking cared if I wasn't interested. If any of your targets weren't interested hmmm? This isn't some fucking fairytale where you just have to find the right guy to hook and you'll become a princess."
"I'm...I'm not looking for that!"
"Aren't you?" he smirked, lighting another cigarette. "Word of advice? Just fucking attend school. Don't shoot for an epic teen romance. Learn, because you fucking need it and that will get you out of whatever hellhole you think you need to escape a lot easier than chasing fucking tail."
"I'm..."
"Granted, if you're just fucking horny I"m sure Emma can recommend a toy line for you." She seemed the type.
The girl's face went several shades of pink through red then settled on outraged, "you...YOU THAT'S GROSS!"
"And they won't talk and ruin your fucking fantasy," he grinned.
"You...you're just awful!"
"But I thought you liiiiiked me," he simpered around the cigarette, grinning. "Make friends, not hunt, now get your ass off my roof." There, a nice public service message even!
Odds were she was going to go tell Yama how mean he'd been.
That was going to be even funnier honestly. He waited until her outrage carried her back inside, with bonus defiant window slamming, then shifted to stare at Uri, "hey bitch, you took her better than I expected. Take this to Chrome?" Mukuro's new box was done, but having Uri go to Chrome meant Uri would actually get there soonest!
The Video file would be waiting for her when next she logged into her private email.