video;

[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna holds a large - too heavy and big to be held up on his sleeve - golden foil (the kind seen on chocolate candies) covered heart. He also looks very puzzled. Not being able to talk is bad enough, but turns he out can't filter, either; not without pre-made filters, at least.]

[It might highly confuse anyone watching, but he points to the heart, trying to ask if anyone gave it to him. He opens the window and frowns at the screen; did Saya bring it and not stay with him? He pats the bed. Have a pout.]

[Then he turns off the feed.]



[ooc: Yes, the heart is chocolate, dark on the outside, and whipped raspberry filling on the inside. Pretend the one in the image is much larger.]

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[beyourarmy]

[Okay, so Michael's never had snow fights or pillow fights before. That's okay. Setsuna is not deterred by this. He picks up his other pillow and raises it like he's going to smack Michael again, but he's really just waiting for it to sink in.]

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[gotashortfuse]

[Yeah no. He doesn't get it.]

You look stupid standing like that.

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[beyourarmy]

[Okay! He attempts to whack Michael again. Maybe this will help?]

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[gotashortfuse]

Oi! Use words, ya jerk!

[Dodging!]

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna shakes his head to that. Sorry, can't. He does try to use the pillow again, though, then points at the one he gave to Michael.]

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[gotashortfuse]

The fuck is this? Some kind of game? I will hit you in the face with this pillow if ya don't start talking.

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna laughs and nods to that. Yes, Michael! That's exactly what he wants you to do. He aims for another attempt.]

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[gotashortfuse]

Ya won't talk? Fine!

[He swings the pillow at Setsuna's face letting the whack hit his shoulder at the same time.]

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna just laughs to that! Perfect! That's how it's done, Michael.]

[He takes the blow, off balance a little from all of his soundless laughter, then aims lower, to Michael's stomach with his pillow.]

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[gotashortfuse]

No you don't!

[He whacks at him several times in a row, not getting why he's so quiet or why he's laughing.]

Stop being quiet! I'll beat noise out of ya!

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[beyourarmy]

[Because, well, you're the greatest, Michael. Setsuna's own worries have been shelved for the moment, and usually whenever he spends time with Michael.]

[He continues laughing - because pillows don't really hurt, and it's fun. And Michael can hit him all he likes, there won't be any noise. Setsuna just shakes his head.]

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[gotashortfuse]

Why...are...you...laughing?

[He'd talk normally but he's beating Setsuna with a pillow.]

What's...funny?

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[beyourarmy]

[You are, Michael. He grins at him, then acts on instinct and reaches out to hug him.]

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[gotashortfuse]

WAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

[FLAILS.]

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[beyourarmy]

[He keeps it gentle and loose, but it's still a hug. It's the only way he can express what's on his mind right then - you're one of the better things about this place.]

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[gotashortfuse]

This is gross! Ew! Get off me!

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna pulls away, still smiling.]

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[gotashortfuse]

No hugs! That's weird!

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna gives Michael a pout to that. But how else is he supposed to communicate with you? Granted, Michael would've thought Setsuna's words were just as disgusting. He knows that.]

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[gotashortfuse]

Are you broken? Say something.

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[beyourarmy]

[Setsuna shakes his head - no, not broken.]

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[gotashortfuse]

[Stares.]

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[beyourarmy]

[Stares back. Tilts his head.]