You waited for the lightning storm, though it

[hellshot]

who: Reaper hellshot and Ichimatsu ichimyatsu
what: Talking, catching up that they still haven't done
when: July 6th
where: Floor 8
warnings: Two vulgar guys who know Zero chill, so...



[Just as promised, when Ichimatsu shows up to floor 8, the fussy ghost isn't anywhere in the flat itself.

He's idle, out on the balcony. Taken up residence on a particularly too-small looking lounge chair, a leg stretched out on it as he stares down at the city below. This place is honestly better than being on the Eluvio--with the downside of lacking the privacy his quarters back on that ship had.

When Ichimatsu shows up, he'll wave an ungloved, scarred up hand at the other, gesturing for him to take a seat on the other lounger. He's far more suitably sized for it, at least.

There's a bag with some fresh fruit, biscuits, and canned juice in it. All things Reaper really didn't need here, in a place with so much nature.]

Anyone bother you in their way in? I can shoot at them if you want.

[Is this sarcasm?]

Comments

[hellshot]

[He tips his head back just a little bit as Ichimatsu sits forward--a habit, no matter how you think about it. He really hated it when people stared, but it's not like he thought it unusual. Everyone had this reaction, in one form or another.

He frowns a little visibly, the visible teeth on one side of his head clicking together irritably.]

Right. when those herbs back on that shitty planet made me look normal for a few days.

[He hadn't forgotten--and he'd missed looking like that. normal. Not rotting away.]

24. Meaning your brothers are the same age.

Just as I thought.

Give or take a few years... I'm 56.

[ichimyatsu]

[His stumpy little eyebrows raise toward his hairline and he nods, frowning in an odd sort of appraisal.]

You look pretty good for 56, even with the spooky aesthetic. And yeah. I actually missed my own 24th birthday.

[hellshot]

'Spooky Aesthetic', you call it. Died when I was in my 30s, guess I just didn't age much.

[He scoffs, a light grin on his face that makes his face twist with the world's longest and most unsettling smile before he just shakes his head.]

What do you want, a cake?

I can't bake, and birthday parties are overrated anyway.

[ichimyatsu]

That'd explain it. [Ichimatsu frowns, rolling his eyes.] I said I missed my birthday, I didn't say I wanted a party. It's just age, I just wasn't here on the date so it was weird to still think I was 23.

[hellshot]

[He gives a low snort in reply, just waving one of his hands after a moment.]

Wasn't being serious. [Read: Reaper was joking. Reaper.]

That aside...

Age only matters in certain cases. You could be ancient and still be an idiot.

[ichimyatsu]

[Rotty Grandpa knows how to joke? Nnnahhh. Ichimatsu shrugs and curls back away, stretching his feet out straight in front of him when he sits back down.]

Yeah but usually younger doesn't mean smarter, either.