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[sympathyforme]

If you need my help to pass your exams, I want some compensation. If you're a pretty girl, that might count. Don't wait until the last minute to beg for help. I'm also not letting anyone copy. You know who you are.

That aside, any of the tolerable people up for drinks or something?

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[The Library at the ever so prestigious Culters Grammar School for Boys. One living contradiction (gang leader/delinquent and intelligent and diligent student) is leaning against a shelf, reading a book. Approach at own risk.]


[ooc: Anyone at Culters, do feel free to bother him, anyone from the other school, they can meet up after/outside? Here if you want to plot. He's up for much of anything! Not just with pretty girls, though that's a plus.]

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[sympathyforme]

You've figured me out, you're all I can think of.

Where're you right now, so I can grace you with my fist presence? Maybe you'll allow me to teach you some manners for the exams.

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[crowing]

( he lifts his device phone to capture a clean shot of the school's gates, which is where he's standing. )

Damn right. I'm all anybody can think of. It's hard sometimes, Kira, being this amazing.

( sagely nod. )

Come on, don't leave me hanging out here! I'm a busy, busy man!

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[sympathyforme]

Can't even imagine your suffering.

[Very helpful picture, if not the most artistic.]

Leaving you hanging out there. Sounds like a plan.

[And he leaves the library, because improving on Ikki's manners is more important than studying. Less likely to work, too, but oh well.]

[And there he is by the date, ready to rearrange his face. Or something.]

Yo.

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[crowing]

Biiiiiiiiitch!

( he hisses the word into his phone's receiver like it's going to make any difference.

he knows that kira will come, he usually does, this kind of thing is really sort of routine by now, so he lingers until he can hear the sound of his foot steps approaching. )

I think I got old waiting for ya.

[sympathyforme]

Now you're ugly and wrinkly.

[He's only sparing Ikki a short glance, though. Then he's looking up as if he's searching for something.]

Alright, where best to hang you?

[It's routine, but at least there's always room for surprises.]

[crowing]

Ugghhh, fuck yeah I am. ( he lifts an arm towards Kira, jerking down the sleeve of his school uniform to show him all of his imaginary wrinkles. )

Sooooo ooollld—! You'll help me walk across the street, now, won'tcha sonny?

( then with that same raised hand, he whacks kira in the arm. )

C'mon, you got any plans for today?

[sympathyforme]

Either that or laugh when you get run over. Only time can tell.

[Kira allows that hit, then catches Ikki's wrist.]

Sure do. For tomorrow, too, and none of them include 'failing'. Probably gonna get some drinks tonight.

SORRY FOR THE DELAY.

[crowing]

Whatever! Cars can't take down a force this strong.

( he lingers a little, letting kira hold onto him. )

Yeah, yeah. I'll be the first person there to rub your face in it when you do fail.

( pause. )

Where ya going? ( unsubtle request for an invite. )

NO I'M SORRY

[sympathyforme]

Worth a try.

[He lets the wrist go on his own. Eventually.]

Sure you'll be. Rub all you like, you got practice.

[Just a shrug.]

Gonna try to find a decent bar, not sure yet. Might just end up with a couple of cool people at my place.

NEVER BE SORRY.

[crowing]

( time's ticking kira, let it go. he'd try to tug it away, but he's too busy pretending like it doesn't bother him in the slightest. )

Fuck yeah, I do. I've been schooling bitches since before you were born.

( a wave of his other hand. )

Don't you know every bar in this whole city by now?

I CAN BE SORRY IF I WANT TO.

[sympathyforme]

[And here Kira was busy waiting out how long Ikki could keep that pretense up. What a conflict.]

Not every, but a lot. I'd invite you along, but I'm not sure they'd believe you're old enough, Ikki-chan.

NAH UH!

[crowing]

( you're fucking stupid, and he probably is too because this is still a thing that is happening. )

It's less believable for you to say that when we've made it into bars before, you stupid fuckhole.

UH HUH!

[sympathyforme]

[It's an epic stand-off! Who's the bigger idiot?]

Heh. You really wanna come, huh? Not studying and getting drunk, least you'll fail thoroughly.

NAHHH UUUHH!!

[crowing]

( both of them are equal retards. )

Oooooi—!! Fuck you, I got an A last time!

UHHH HUUUH!

[sympathyforme]

[Yep. They'll just stand there, holding hands forever.]

I remember. Mostly because you kept breathing into my ear when you copied from me.

Minty-fresh, at least.

NAAAAAHHHH UHHHHH.

[crowing]

( HOLDING WRISTS, THANK YOU. GET IT RIGHT. )

No, you asswipe. That was weeks ago. WEEKS AGO, and you clamour for any chance to get close to me.

UUUUHHHH HUUUUUUHHH.

[sympathyforme]

[So. No homo?]

It was you that wanted to get closer, actually. And you didn't copy, hm?

NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH UUUUHHHHHHH.

[crowing]

( EXACTLY. )

Oh, yeah. Suure, suure. All those invites to go play spin the bottle with just the two of us are just totally null and void.

( casually not answering the question though. )

Yes.

[sympathyforme]

[MOST HETERO HOLDING ON TO EACH OTHER.]

Yeah, I just made those to give you some false hope. Throw you a bone.

[Lying coward cheater.]

[crowing]

Dude, whatever! You can't hide it now! You've already exposed your true homo colours!

( whoa man, don't talk about yourself like that. )

[sympathyforme]

You wish.

[Pft.]

[crowing]

PASS.

[sympathyforme]

That's what you won't do.

[crowing]

PRETTY SURE I WILL.

Look at me. Passing on all the homo bullshit.

CAN'T STOP THISSS.

[sympathyforme]

Sure, sure.

Now are you coming tonight or not?