Yosuke Hanamura (
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towerofanimus2013-01-09 09:21 pm
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Yearly Check Up [Open!]
Who: Yosuke Hanamura, Naoto Shirogane, and eventually YOU!
What: Yosuke decides it's time for a chat. Shenanigans eventually ensue!
When: Jan eventually 9
Where: Yosuke's Room and eventually the Media Floor
Warnings: To Be Determined eventually
Yosuke's Room - for Naoto Shirogane
[There's a message left for Naoto under her door, scrawled in a too-rushed-to-be-neat handwriting she might actually recognized from agonizing study sessions in the Junes food court. It reads:
Hey, we need to talk. Meet me in my room - nothing weird, I just need to talk to you about some stuff. See you later.
- Yosuke]
[As for the messenger himself, he's sitting on the edge of his bed, legs swinging nervously - not for fear of subject matter, but he always has a hard time talking to Naoto (without devolving into teasing her about something within five minutes). Still, his resolve is steeled. After all, he worked up the guts to deliver the message, right! He can do this!]
[Probably!]
Media Floor - Open - Tags from Yosuke and Naoto
[After their talk, the two of them can be found in his usual place. What's unusual about the situation? He's got Naoto playing a fighting game with him, and it doesn't seem like he's going easy on her. It's not like he can, she's Naoto Shirogane! Five minutes with a controller and he's sure she'll be an expert]
Alright, my super gauge is full! No way you're getting out of this one!
[His voice is full of teasing - better enjoy it while it lasts, Yosuke. Approach the two?]
Cafeteria/Kitchen - Open - Tags from Yosuke OR Naoto
[All good things must come to an end eventually, and the two have parted ways. However, they're both human! Sooner or later, you can catch Yosuke or Naoto in the kitchen making themselves something to eat. Yes, MAKING something to eat! Whichever one you catch, dare you interrupt the approaching disaster waiting to happen?]
[It might be a good idea. For the good of humanity. Just saying]
What: Yosuke decides it's time for a chat. Shenanigans eventually ensue!
When: Jan eventually 9
Where: Yosuke's Room and eventually the Media Floor
Warnings: To Be Determined eventually
Yosuke's Room - for Naoto Shirogane
[There's a message left for Naoto under her door, scrawled in a too-rushed-to-be-neat handwriting she might actually recognized from agonizing study sessions in the Junes food court. It reads:
Hey, we need to talk. Meet me in my room - nothing weird, I just need to talk to you about some stuff. See you later.
- Yosuke]
[As for the messenger himself, he's sitting on the edge of his bed, legs swinging nervously - not for fear of subject matter, but he always has a hard time talking to Naoto (without devolving into teasing her about something within five minutes). Still, his resolve is steeled. After all, he worked up the guts to deliver the message, right! He can do this!]
[Probably!]
Media Floor - Open - Tags from Yosuke and Naoto
[After their talk, the two of them can be found in his usual place. What's unusual about the situation? He's got Naoto playing a fighting game with him, and it doesn't seem like he's going easy on her. It's not like he can, she's Naoto Shirogane! Five minutes with a controller and he's sure she'll be an expert]
Alright, my super gauge is full! No way you're getting out of this one!
[His voice is full of teasing - better enjoy it while it lasts, Yosuke. Approach the two?]
Cafeteria/Kitchen - Open - Tags from Yosuke OR Naoto
[All good things must come to an end eventually, and the two have parted ways. However, they're both human! Sooner or later, you can catch Yosuke or Naoto in the kitchen making themselves something to eat. Yes, MAKING something to eat! Whichever one you catch, dare you interrupt the approaching disaster waiting to happen?]
[It might be a good idea. For the good of humanity. Just saying]
media room
And ignoring the fact that Naoto looks way too much like someone else he knows.]Hurry! You've got him, you've got him!
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Dammit...
[AND NOW HE MUST FIGHT EVEN HARDER! BUILD HIS SUPER GAUGE! HE MUST CRUSH THE PUNY OPPOSITION!]
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[PUNY? OH YOSUKE YOU WISH. You have made a powerful enemy this day. An enemy who is not only quick to pick up on how to play the game, but an enemy who has already started to figure out your play style.
And Ryoji's encouragement is certainly nice.
Unleashing that super in 3... 2... 1. Good luck dodging that.]
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[Ryoji's flirting is cut off soon after, because ooh, Naoto's technique is impressive. And here comes the super!]
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[DODGE! DODGE! DODGE DAMN YOU, YOU STUPID LITTLE SPRITE! DODGE FOR ALL YOUR LIFE IS WORTH! DOOOOOOOOOOOODGE!]
[But of course he can't get out of the way in time, and one incredibly flashy demise later, Naoto is declared the winner by way of announcer and shiny graphics. With a sigh, all Yosuke can do is lower his controller]
Alright, this time I was legitimately distracted! You guys can't count that one!
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If I may ask, how does my gender, my apparent "beauty", or my ability to defend myself have any effect on the outcome of a simulated fight?
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I-I just wanted to cheer you on. And you seemed really good at the game, and I wanted to compliment you!
[Look at this face how could you ever be mad at him?]
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Come on Naoto, does that look like the face of a guy who was trying to offend you?
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MAYBE THIS IS HOW YOSUKE FEELS ALL THE TIME I MEANShe looks up, apologetic.]
M-my apologies. I, ah... I'm not accustomed to receiving sincere compliments.
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[Nope, the idiot still feels like the foolish one here. He's looking down, playing with the ends of his scarf, and just feeling really really embarrassed.]
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No, seriously. Naoto doesn't know how to take compliments about her looks. It gets her all blushing and confused. If you really want to get in good with her, compliment her brain! You can't go wrong.