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002 + video (accidental)
[ ever since the latest batch of new arrivals there has been an influx of decadent finger-foods and sweets appearing in the kitchen overnight. all of them carefully made to last, or at least properly wrapped up to keep safe for a few days. Akito tried his best to make everything not look similar to what Sanji might make, but as any skills in the kitchen beyond instant noodles, frozen dinners, and stir fries were taught to him by his own Sanji, well... he isn't exactly sure how successful his attempts have been.
he isn't being careful with what he makes today though - today there will be no leftovers. today he is making himself a strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries and hand-made cream he whipped from scratch. however today he also doesn't have the Scalebots with him to give him boosts to the higher cupboards out of his reach, meaning he is left to balance precariously on the back of chairs.
and of course this means when he wobbles once his brand new communication device (all but forgotten about in favour of his old one, filled with pictures and memories) tumbles out of a shallow pocket and turns on when it clatters to the floor. Akito gives the briefest of pauses to glance at it, making sure it didn't shatter or anything, before stretching some more to try and reach the back of a tall cupboard...
...Success! Powdered sugar acquired! The final step to his dessert! Now to just--
lose his balance completely this time because the bag is heavier than he thought and it's like two in the morning or something stupid like that and way past his bed time so he's stupid-tired.
instead of hitting the chair and then the floor painfully like a normal human being, however, whatever parts of his body hits something on the way down bursts into blue-violet flames until he's sprawled out on the floor safe and sound and holding his bag of sugar in his outstretched arms like he just caught the winning touchdown in the goddamn superbowl. ]
...Tall people and their dumb tall-people kitchens.
[ such is the life of someone who makes people barely five foot even seem tall.
he places the bag of sugar on the counter and proceeds to wash his hands before using his spoils of war to dust a perfect looking strawberry shortcake.
and the kid looks incredibly pleased with himself for all of a minute before suddenly deflating. there's no family here to share it with. no animals to sneak the leftover whipped cream. Akito takes a breath and begins cutting the cake into perfect slices. ]
he isn't being careful with what he makes today though - today there will be no leftovers. today he is making himself a strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries and hand-made cream he whipped from scratch. however today he also doesn't have the Scalebots with him to give him boosts to the higher cupboards out of his reach, meaning he is left to balance precariously on the back of chairs.
and of course this means when he wobbles once his brand new communication device (all but forgotten about in favour of his old one, filled with pictures and memories) tumbles out of a shallow pocket and turns on when it clatters to the floor. Akito gives the briefest of pauses to glance at it, making sure it didn't shatter or anything, before stretching some more to try and reach the back of a tall cupboard...
...Success! Powdered sugar acquired! The final step to his dessert! Now to just--
lose his balance completely this time because the bag is heavier than he thought and it's like two in the morning or something stupid like that and way past his bed time so he's stupid-tired.
instead of hitting the chair and then the floor painfully like a normal human being, however, whatever parts of his body hits something on the way down bursts into blue-violet flames until he's sprawled out on the floor safe and sound and holding his bag of sugar in his outstretched arms like he just caught the winning touchdown in the goddamn superbowl. ]
...Tall people and their dumb tall-people kitchens.
[ such is the life of someone who makes people barely five foot even seem tall.
he places the bag of sugar on the counter and proceeds to wash his hands before using his spoils of war to dust a perfect looking strawberry shortcake.
and the kid looks incredibly pleased with himself for all of a minute before suddenly deflating. there's no family here to share it with. no animals to sneak the leftover whipped cream. Akito takes a breath and begins cutting the cake into perfect slices. ]
action
instinctively he reaches for his phone -- his phone. the one from his own world, and the one that he used in Nautilus. filled with pictures and texts and memories and with the bad habit of broadcasting when he doesn't want it to.
it takes him an embarrassingly long time to realize the stranger means that new phone he barely remembers exists most of the time. ]
...Oh.
[ he'll have to keep a closer eye on it in the future. maybe actually use it too, even though his own is better.
and thus revealed the entire point to his accidental video post - getting the moron to pay attention to the network!]It has a sensitive touch screen.
action
He notices it when Akito takes out the other phone first, and there's a knowing smirk from his side of the kitchen.]
It's okay. Happens to everyone sometimes.
You okay? Sorry if I scared you.
sorry for the sloooowwww !!!
he doesn't bother forcing a smile because he's just too tired and upset to care. he already failed at controlling his flames, so what's one more slip up? ]
It's fine. It's my own fault for ignoring my bed time.
[ he gives his phone one last yearning look before pocketing it carefully, making sure it won't tumble out like the new one did. and speaking of the new one... Akito sighs mutely as he heads over to pick it up. he shoots it a scrutinizing frown. it definitely isn't his preferred style. ]
it's all good in the hood
[Rin's eyebrow ticks up at that, head tilting to the side slightly.]
What're you, five? Ain't like anyone here is gonna tell you when to go to bed.
[Unless you've been neglecting your sleep that is. In which case everyone in the castle will tell you to get some damn rest.]
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It's healthy, let's you sleep better, and even if someone here tried to tell me to go to bed I'd ignore them because the only people who can tell me that aren't here.
[ he lets out a small huff. ] I try to keep a bed time since it's my body that will be annoyed if I don't.
[ ...and that's still a weird thing to say. his body. not just 'this' body. the one that he's shared for years. he hasn't truly thought of it as his own since... before he was kept locked up. ]
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He puts his hands up to relent that yes, Akito did have a point. There was a reason he enjoyed sleep way more than his brother did.
But he's not about to bring up older Yukio's habit of four hours of sleep or less.]
Alright, alright, I get it. Chill.
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though Akito seems to find something in what Rin says to be funny, if the muted giggle is any indication. ]
I'm not so good at being 'chill'.
[ what with the whole fire thing and all... ]
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At least Akito smiled at that. The giggle earns a smirk of Rin's own, and he holds a hand up, producing a small blue flame in the palm of it.]
Yeah. I got that problem, too.
THE SLOWEST OF SLOW SORRY please feel free to ignore just clearing out backlog ;3;
He remembers Signless mentioning knowing someone here named with a similar ability to his own, and similar in colour. ]
...You're Rin?
it's all good, I'm super slow too xD
Y... eah... ? One of 'em.
[Who's been talking shit about him?!]