Naw. There are at least 5 other nerf guns on the station, there's no definitive way to like. Tell? That this one belonged to my gun, right? We should really track down the culprit together and. Y'know. Apprehend that sucker.
[He's sweating. Can you sense that? He's sweating.]
[Unfortunately for Ryuji, A2's android frame weighs around 307lbs.
A weight which she's leaning almost all of on her. He did this. He allowed her to do this, unfortunately for him. The maker of his own demise, because it's near impossible to escape her hold.]
Next time you go around deciding to shoot things, leave me out of it. Or I'll make sure you regret it. Am I understood?
[He's always wanted to be crushed under a hot woman, and this is... well, it sure is a thing that's happening right now. Except, the thought of it wasn't quite as fulfilling as it was in actuality, as A2 exerts enough pressure on him to make him feel like he just got cockslapped with 3g's of extra force down on his already slender bod. Man... this isn't the fantasy he was going for at all.
Ryuji, focus.]
U...uh...
[He should probably just accept culpability at this point and admit to his mistake. He didn't actually intend to hit A2, it sort of just... happened. It was like his darts were magically attracted to android booty, like cupid's arrows. Except instead of causing strongly charged feelings of love, he's getting death threats.]
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[He's sweating. Can you sense that? He's sweating.]
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[Very suddenly, her arm is around his shoulders in a manner that might be considered friendly.
Judging by her tone, it's anything but.]
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Well.
His wiener. This is so gross.]
Uhhh...
[They're friends! Look, they're friends. What's a few ass darts between buds, right? He tries to inch away from that grappling strongarm.
It was nice knowing you, kid.]
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A weight which she's leaning almost all of on her. He did this. He allowed her to do this, unfortunately for him. The maker of his own demise, because it's near impossible to escape her hold.]
Next time you go around deciding to shoot things, leave me out of it. Or I'll make sure you regret it. Am I understood?
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Ryuji, focus.]
U...uh...
[He should probably just accept culpability at this point and admit to his mistake. He didn't actually intend to hit A2, it sort of just... happened. It was like his darts were magically attracted to android booty, like cupid's arrows. Except instead of causing strongly charged feelings of love, he's getting death threats.]
Y-yes, ma'am.