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[purrtagonist]

TELEPATHY text / voice / image / action Akira doesn't have a bird with which to exchange written messages! But you can send him one anyway and he'll just. . . use your bird to reply. . . probably. code credit

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[purrtagonist]

[I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS]

[totally sits up to give her a high-five, though]

[necromomicon]

[OUR THIRST IS STRONG]

Ryuji's most your type, right?

[purrtagonist]

[I can't fuckin' believe they high-fived over both of them being into the dominatrix look]

Yeah.

[flopping onto his back again, phone raised above his head so he can continue the game]

Honest, passionate, good-hearted, always trying his best even when he messes up and has to do things over again. . . [a pause] Willing to look past societal labels to do whatever the hell he wants to do. Also willing to throw his life on the line for a stranger he had just met five minutes earlier.

[whoops, looks like it went into feelings territory after all. exhales]

[a beat]

And he looks great without a shirt.

[best abs, hands down]

[necromomicon]

[She laughs, poking him.]

You've got it bad, huh?

[She just flops back over.]

Not to mention, when he doesn't have the scarf on his Skull costume, he's got a cut low enough that he's got a cleavage window like Panther's.

[purrtagonist]

[swats at her hand and just. laughs]

Yeah, just a little. And don't remind me; the call of his collarbone is hard to ignore sometimes.

[a brief, wolfish grin, but it actually fades after a moment as his expression softens]

. . .

Actually, Futaba. . . what about the people you've met here?

[he's going somewhere with this]

[necromomicon]

Where do I even start... Have you met Pyrrha or Jaune?

[help her]

[purrtagonist]

[what the]

[. . . SNRKS]

Ah, yes. It seems you're familiar with my nemesis, Pluto Boobly.

[she derailed his original point by bringing up Jaune!! he'll get back to it in a sec]

[necromomicon]

Akira, what?

[SHE'S CONFUSED NOW...]

[purrtagonist]

Ask Jaune about Pluto Boobly the next time you talk to him.

[just saying]

[but no, okay, back on track]

I was going to bring up Pyrrha myself, though.

[necromomicon]

No way. I'm not gonna ask someone that cool about something so dumb-sounding!

[i cant believe futaba's about to die]

[purrtagonist]

[someone cool, huh]

. . .

I wonder if we're talking about the same Jaune?

[necromomicon]

He saved me when I fell at that party... And he's also really, really buff. He's so smooth, and cool!

[SHE'S TURNING VERY RED]

[purrtagonist]

He yelled persona aloud for no other reason than because I did it while we were fighting a giant robot pirate.

[smooth and cool. smooth and cool]

[necromomicon]

[Pauses, and then.]

Are you saying the things you do aren't cool? I never thought I'd hear you admit to your own uncoolness!

[purrtagonist]

[grabs a pillow and chucks it at her :/!]

I'm trying to tell you something here, and you're not listening. Don't you want insight into the crooks and crannies of my heart, little sis?

[necromomicon]

If it's that Pyrrha's hot, believe me, I know.

[SHE'S LISTENING, THOUGH]

[purrtagonist]

What? No-- I mean, yeah, she's gorgeous, but-- no, that's not it.

[it's a li'l more complicated than that. and not something he can really clear up with words, since it's too new of a feeling for him to actually ascribe it with a label]

[another exhale]

Or, well. There's more to her than that.

[there's more to everyone than their outward appearances, he knows this. and for all that he talks about how hot his teammates are with Futaba, he appreciates his them all more for their strength and personalities and loyalty than he does their looks. but for some reason, he wants to make that fact extra clear for Pyrrha]

She's brave, and pretty tough. Strong, too. Not just physically, but emotionally. She's graceful and carries herself with pride, but she's willing to let her hair down, so to speak. She's got a really great sense of humor, and you can't help but laugh when she does. It's like. . . a wind chime.

[a pause]

Actually, she went away recently. To the surface of this world, you know? When she came back, she brought souvenirs.

My souvenir was a wooden chicken.

[FUTABA WILL NOT UNDERSTAND THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THIS]

[necromomicon]

[SHE DEFINITELY DOES NOT, but she does lean back to look up at him.]

... Wait, are you crushing on her, too?

[purrtagonist]

[NO DON'T PUT A WORD TO IT YET!!]

Huh? No! I mean-- no! I mean. . .

[AUGH]

[breathes out his next response as he lifts a hand to rub at his temples]

I don't know?

[. . .]

I think-- she has a thing for Jaune, anyway.

[necromomicon]

Does she...? I wouldn't blame her.

[She sighs, a bit morose now.]

[purrtagonist]

[FUTABA?? he just. gives her a sympathetic look]

It's fine. It actually doesn't bother me that much.

[he isn't the jealous type]

I guess I just like. . . spending time with her.

[necromomicon]

[She'll just reach up and pat whatever part of him she can reach.]

It does bother you, though?

[just 'not that much'.]

[purrtagonist]

[his arm! and he lifts his head to blink at her in surprise]

No, it-- [. . . huuuuh]

[hmmm]

[no, she's right. it does bother him a little bit-- not in a jealous kind of way, but in a wistful, longing kind of way]

[huuuuh]

[with a groan, he flops over onto his stomach, draping an arm across Futaba's waist]

I've got terrible luck.

[necromomicon]

You and me both...

[SIGHS.]

At least we've got each other to commiserate with, right?

[purrtagonist]

[his mouth twitches into a grin, hand coming to rest on the top of her head so he can ruffle her hair]

I'm glad I can always count on you, little nerd.