[closed] Let's take a break...

[notsogreedy]

Who: Ankh notsogreedy and Eiji powertotearer
When: IC: 7/10
Where: Their apartment
What: Life has been hectic lately for them; time to chill at home with a giant pile of popsicles
Rating/Warning: To be updated if there's anything worth mentioning

[They've had a couple days to settle in by now. The apartment isn't big--actually most people would probably call it tiny for two people--but considering the spaces they've gotten used to sharing, it's more than adequate. And for today, at least, Ankh has no intention of leaving it. Since he arrived here, he's been restless, feeling like he didn't know enough about this place to feel the slightest bit comfortable. After the pizza party yesterday, though, he has more information than he even knows what to do with... and maybe between all that and all the stuff that happened just before he and Eiji got there, everything is finally just starting to catch up with him.

The freezer has been stocked with ice pops, and the refrigerator with enough other food to last at least a few days. Neither of them have any reason to go anywhere. Ankh has managed to set up a sleeping space for himself not unlike what he had back in the attic of Cous Coussier, and for the moment, he is flopped up there doing absolutely nothing. Unless idly keeping an eye on Eiji in case he decides to feel the need to leave and go do something stupid counts.]

Comments

[powertotearer]

[And now a slight sulk.]

I don't always hurt myself.

[Yes, you do.]

[notsogreedy]

[Have a raised eyebrow. Sure you don't, Eiji.]

Right. Just most of the time.

[powertotearer]

[That sulk is full-blown now.]

You make it sound like I can't walk out the door without getting hurt.

[It is true, though.]

[notsogreedy]

Can you?

[Really, it's an exaggeration, but not by that much.]

[powertotearer]

At least I know how to use a door.

[Oh yes, real mature, Eiji. Mock the bird for using the window.]

[notsogreedy]

[And he is just going to completely ignore the implication.]

If you managed to hurt yourself walking through a door, that would be really pathetic.

[powertotearer]

[And an even more childish pout as he starts mumbling.]

That only happened once.

[It involved Hina and the kitchen door at Cous Coussier during a busy lunch rush. Not that he's going to say that out loud, of course.]

[notsogreedy]

Huh? What was that?

[He heard it, he just needs to tease him.]

[powertotearer]

It's nothing! Nothing that can happen here anyway.

[Because there's no super-strong girls to try to carry more meals than anyone really should carry, at least not in this apartment.]

[notsogreedy]

Yeah?

[Honestly, he'd sort of like to know what the story behind that one was. Though he's not really surprised Eiji somehow got hurt going through a door. He nods toward Eiji's arm.]

I still think you're going to end up with another injury before that's completely healed, one way or another.

[powertotearer]

[It was awful. There was so much blood.

But of course, Ankh knows just how to push Eiji's buttons, and now he's all huffy.]

Oh yeah? And if I can?

[notsogreedy]

Hah. You want to make it a bet?

[He says, as if he hadn't already had that thought a minute ago.]

[powertotearer]

Fine. What are you going to put on the line?

[notsogreedy]

[Good question. He had the thought but he hasn't come up with an answer to that yet.]

How am I supposed to know? It's not like there's anything you want.

[powertotearer]

There's something you like, though.

[No, Eiji. That's just mean.]

[notsogreedy]

[This is what he gets for leaving it open.]

I'm not giving up the ice pops.

[powertotearer]

Fair enough. But you'll have to pay for them. For...let's say, a month.

[Well, now that worked out. It gave Eiji some wiggle room if he couldn't stand folding another shirt and had to wait for that restaurant to open, and it meant Ankh would have to not get fired from wherever he was working again.]

[notsogreedy]

Tch. Fine.

[It's not a bad deal, really. He was planning on keeping that job with the birds, anyway.]

And if you lose?

[powertotearer]

[Eiji shrugs. He's genuinely not bothered by it.]

Name it.

[notsogreedy]

Hm.

[It's a surprisingly hard question, considering he already got what he was going for out of this, namely motivating Eiji to not hurt himself so much. Granted it's still likely he will anyway, so Ankh may as well get something out of it. He's just not sure what right now.]

I'll figure it out later.

[If Eiji will accept that. It's worth a try.]

[powertotearer]

Okay then.

[And of course Eiji accepts it, because that's how he is. He thinks he's winning this one anyway, since as far as he's concerned, he doesn't really want anything out of it anyway, so it's no big deal if he loses.

Give him a week to realize that the whole point is to help bring him out of his mood and that it means Ankh actually wins no matter what, and then he'll be sulking for another week.]

[notsogreedy]

[Well, that was easy. Eiji really is an idiot sometimes, but that works out well to his advantage. Ankh looks rather pleased with himself, sitting over there in his chair.

Sadly, they've run out of things to talk about again. But that's fine. They're both capable of appreciating silence... for a while.]