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family feud lightning round: Places To Get This Dragon Out Of.

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     Seriously, if any one of you is looking for me to perform an impromptu lobotomy on your clearly defective brains, just speak up– you don’t have to act out to get what you want; I’m willing to make it easy for all parties involved.

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     “You’re damn right I am. If I get the chance to kill your joy, I’ll take it in a heartbeat.”

     “Ha, you’re not stupid? Really?” He sneers, clearly amused, but only lets it show for a moment - his mouth returns to its default setting of ‘disgruntled scowl’ a second later.  “The fact that you keep making the conscious decision to set foot inside my laboratory when you know I don’t want you there seems to suggest otherwise.”

     “In any case, there isn’t much playing to be doing with my current subjects; the latest batch has already... expired. If -- no, when -- you decide to mess with them regardless... just keep everything intact, alright? Even someone as dim as you should have some idea of how to be civilized with the cadavers, right? Or is that too much to ask?”

     He sighs, loudly, arms folding tightly across his chest in a dramatic display of exasperation. 

     “I don’t need you monitoring my eating habits like some dietitian, and I better not catch your ass hovering anywhere near my pristine countertops. Maybe I should consider investing in a shock-collar for you... You know, the kinds that electrocute you if you get within X feet of my property. My only worry would be that you’d make a game out of it and I’d end up being the one stuck dragging your useless, fried body to the ER.”

         "yasuke-kun………. is such a kill joy.“

         her tone drops quite a few octaves – suddenly meeker than she once was, petting one of her pigtails carefully as she moped.

         "i’m very… good with my hands i’ll have you know…”

         and suddenly, a smirk, her posture straightening out before pointing at him accusingly.

         "Anyway who says it’s been me who’s breaking your things?! I’m not stuuuuupid, y'know! I was just curious to see what you had cookin’ in the kitchen! Maybe play with your test subjects, who knows! Especially when you look like you’re just so against testing on lab rats. Like, literal ones I mean. You’re so much fonder of testing with humans and I’m about that. Ah! Such confidence in his skill, moving straight from animal testing to humans. I could melt.“

         as though to complement her grand speech she fans herself.

         "I’m also finding myself a spot (and an easy way to get in and out) so I can park my perky derriere for when you hole yourself up here and drag you to eat. Mm? Well – of course, unless you prefer for me to bring you a bento. And Enoshima Original™. How lucky!”

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nagadachi:

matsuds;;

` █ ▌█ ▌✿ G-Good afternoon–I, ah…y-you wouldn’t mind if I’d…sit here, would you–? Apologies…i-it seems all other available seats are taken…

      Hmm --

      -- had you not asked, I probably wouldn’t have even given it any thought. But now that you mention it... Yeah, I mind. You can sit on the floor with the rest of the dirt. 

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godstorehouse:

Oh come on. Re-stitching stitches in somebody’s head isn’t difficult at all. You’ve done it many times before, so aren’t you used to that by now?

And don’t talk about her. She’s highly unsanitary for being a nurse.

     If it’s so easy, then why don’t you do it yourself? I’ll give you a mirror and a needle and some thread and you can have at it. Just because I’m well-practiced doesn’t mean it’s fun for me, understand? I’m not asking much of you, just for some damn gratitude -- or, I could be bribed if you’ve any copies of YūYū Hakusho on hand...

     Tch, why not? You have some kind of bad run in with her, or are you just analyzing her hand-washing habits like some kind of creep? 

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eunitnoc:

  ❝ … what the headmaster does

     is no concern of mine, and

     do i not care the slightest about it. ❞

     there was a change in kirigiri’s aura, she seeming a tad more irritated than 

     before–

     she crossed her arms, lilac orbs focusing on who knows what, but nodded

     lightly when matsuda finished.

  ❝ i see– very well, i’ll agree to it.

     you could have suggested something much worse, 

     and i take you as a trustworthy person, i suppose. ❞

     her arms then uncrossed, and she faced him, the same unreadable look on 

     her face.

  ❝ is there anything you’d like me to start on, yet,

     then? ❞

     ❝ Not in the slightest, huh? ❞  Matsuda let out a small sigh of amusement.  ❝ Good for you. Life is a lot easier when you stay out of other people’s business, isn’t it? I’m sure you’ve figured that one out on your own. ❞

     ❝ Worse? What worse could I have possibly suggested? What, did you think I’d be the kind of person to ask you to do my homework or wash my dirty laundry, or something? I’m not that gross.  ❞

     ❝ I just might have something for you to do -- but I’ll start talking, first. Fair is fair, after all. The headmaster is interested in the neurological origin of ‘talent’ itself -- assuming there is such a thing at all. As you may or may not know, we’ve had a few... casualties on campus, recently, which have proved to be suspiciously convenient for conducting this research. Now, before I go any further: how soon would you be available to hunt down a thief?  ❞

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will smith poses. Look At This Asshole.

     Get a load of this asshole.™

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   mystery of the day: how somebody can talk to yasuke-kun, at any point, and be surprised when he’s an asshole.

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    Ah, the soothing feeling of a migraine that’s dying to rip clear through my skull -- a feeling only Hope’s Peak’s student body can arouse in me. I’m positively thrilled to be back in this dump.

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godstorehouse replied to your post:Hey. You. Smart guy. Fix the stitches in my head....

All I asked was for a small favor. No need to be an asshole.

     Yes, performing an intricate and careful medical procedure for no compensation is definitely a ‘small favor’, and my requesting a simple please definitely makes me the asshole in this exchange.

     And even if I were: really, what were you expecting when asking me? If you’re looking for sugar and cream and sparkles and for all your wishes to be granted, try the nurse’s office -- I’m sure Tsumiki would be overjoyed to put up with your foul attitude and various odors. 

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eunitnoc:

 ❝ if you define

    ‘terribly busy’

     as typing on a laptop all day

     and ignoring everything else

     for an unknown reason, then yes. ❞

     the detective let out a small sigh,

     thinking for a moment of

     jin,

     before preparing her own answer. 

❝ through my father. i assume

    jin was having a conversation over the phone

    with you, about it. i happened to overhear a bit of it–

    but what could you possibly

    need or want from me? ❞

     ❝ Unknown reason? Even Hope’s Peak’s finest detective is left in the dark? I’d assume you would be more curious about the going-ons of your own -- ❞  He hesitated. Maybe not the appropriate time to pull the dad card.  ❝ -- of the headmaster. I guess not. ❞

     ❝ That’s a good question. I’m positive I could find some use for you... We could make it simple and you could agree to be my on-call detective for a time. Every so often I witness some oddities that I’m far too busy to look into myself... Naturally, I won’t take advantage; I know how to be fair with these kind of deals. Plus, considering that the project at hand has involved my working on cadavers belonging to former students -- as per the headmaster’s explicit request -- I’d say insider information is worth at least that much. ❞

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monoshima:

i come home just in time to witness this Menace To Society™ rearing his unbrushed head in public once again.

     Give me a break, will you? I brushed my hair barely two days ago -- and I’m positive that’s more than can be said about the dual rat’s nests you’ve got mounted atop your giant head.

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eunitnoc:

  ❝ that’s one of the reasons i’ve come, in fact. 

      my father asked me to pass along that 

      he would get you new equipment soon, 

      so to watch for a box. ❞

      she seemed unfazed by his behavior and speech,

      the same, neutral expression on

      her face– per usual.

  ❝ i’ve also come to find out about your 

      newest… project, i’ve been told it’s called.

      just what is it, exactly? ❞

     One thick eyebrow quirked in surprise at the sound of ‘new equipment’ -- and the slightest twinkle flashed through the neurologists eyes. Brand new laboratory equipment -- hell yes. 

     ❝ Good, this is the first time the old man has come through for me in a long while. He does lose points for having sent a messenger to deliver the news, though... But I’m sure he’s terribly busy, huh?   ❞

    Matsuda blinks and pauses before answering, seemingly taken aback. 

     ❝  And how did you hear about that? Through your father, or way of gossip? In any case, if it’s details you’re looking for, I don’t think it’d be quite fair for me to let you in on it... Without me receiving something in return, that is. After all, I’m sure you realize how careless it’d be for me to go around talking to everyone about something that -- you know fully well -- is considered highly classified. ❞

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eunitnoc:

       you have found: matsuds.

    ❝ matsuda-senpai. ❞

       kirigiri lightly tapped her upperclassman

       on the shoulder, returning the arm to

       her side once catching his attention. 

   ❝ may i have a moment with you? if you have the time, of course. ❞

     The unexpected contact took Matsuda by surprise -- his body tensed and he jerked his head slightly, allowing him to side-eye his new company. 

     ❝ Oh, it’s just you. ❞

     ❝ Have you managed to find my missing lab equipment yet? It’s been two weeks, you know. Yet... The look on your face suggests I shouldn’t get my hopes up. So, what is it? ❞

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naadadora:

It’s really nice to know that I remind you of a time where you actually did things with your life than sit around and complain! But seriously. I did miss you– and, unlike you, I’m an athlete and I can handle the elements. How have you not shriveled up in the sun yet???

     Sitting and complaining? Tch -- I’ll have you know I do a great deal of my complaining on foot. Walking and talking really gets the exasperation flowing. 

     I’ve taken great care to not step outside my laboratory unless the sun is completely obscured by the clouds and I know I won’t have to interact with any other human on the way to my destination. You’re blatantly ruining my anti-social streak, you know that? How will I ever get those minutes that could’ve been spent alone in silence back? You owe me, now.