babermetrics: (people are printing out dildos)
桑田 怜恩 // Kuwata Leon ([personal profile] babermetrics) wrote 2015-07-30 04:19 am (UTC)

There's no friggin' way it's what they say it is.

[Leon listens to all of that, and feels like he's looking into . . . okay, listening to a mirror, whatever. As shitty as the current situation is--embarrassed as he still is, and they haven't lost their doubles yet, so there in the background there's still that stupid bullshit murder talk going on, and this place is so creepy--

Despite all of that, he feels a little better, and his tension and blush both begin to fade. None of this is much consolation, but it's something. It's company. It makes him feel less like the rug got pulled out from under his life somewhere back there and he never managed to find the floor.

He goes to stick his hands in his pockets and smears blood all over his shirt--dammit.]


--Shit! I'm never gonna get that out!

[But you know what, the shirt's already ruined, so he just wipes his hands off on it at this point. Whatever!]

There just ain't no way--look, they put stuff inside us, right? Ain't that what Hinata said? And they didn't tell us? If it wasn't somethin' fucked up, they'd have told us! And all that shit about our worlds, it's like, I'm not fuckin' doing anything here except gettin' jerked around by them like once a week! There's no way I'm helpin' save the universe or anyone else like this!

[He waves behind them, violently, at the doubles. Like this!]

What good's this stupid shit, huh?!

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