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[a2brutus]

[Mind the unfinished look, not done w/ coding yet!]

A2 here. Leave your message and I'll get back to you whenever.

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[ryuji]

[One could say that a few days after the sleep deprivation kicks the bucket that yes, yes Ryuji was back on his bullshit again. He's practicing his aiming skills, fearful that his ability to shoot shadows down would slowly dwindle away like a muscle left inattentively without flexing. And here he is, dodging hallways, doing sick side rolls, trying his best to work out those sharpshooter skills.

Fwing~

One nerf dart lands exactly where he had planned to. Which is. #blessed, of course.

He turns the corner, imagining a shadow just around the bend and pulls the trigger.

The second nerf dart lands somewhere he had never planned it to. Which is, #cursed, of course. Right onto A2's ass.

Oh.

My god.

He turns his body back around the corner, eyes wide as he tries to stop any vital signs from making himself all too obvious.]

[a2brutus]

[A2 is minding her own business. She's always minding her own business as she walks around because she's just not about getting into trouble!

Unfortunately, trouble finds her. Trouble named Ryuji Sakamoto, in the form of a nerf dart right on her metal ass. A2 stops in her tracks, and very slowly turns to pull the dart off her with a light popping noise. She takes two seconds to inspect it, look down the hallway where it came from, and then A2, scowling, walks like a determined serial killer in a horror movie right towards Ryuji's poor choice of hiding spot.]

[ryuji]

[Alexa, play the Jaws theme.

Ryuji hears the popping noise of a dart firmly coming off of chrome ass, and he's already regretting everything in his life that had led up to this specific moment in time. He can almost make out the heavy footed stepping towards him, so he'll just... keep walking around the circular path of the deck. Keep going.

Freddy's after you, child.

He breathes through his nose. Oh god.

TIME TO GET OUT OF DODGE.]

[a2brutus]

[Unfortunately for Ryuji, serial killers always catch up with their victims.

A2 claps a hand down on his shoulder, holding him in place firmly.]

Hang on there, I think you dropped something.

[She produces the neon orange dart with her other hand, and just gives him the worlds most withering look.]

[ryuji]

[He straight up yelps.

Ryuji is hard to get the surprise on, he literally has a skill called adverse resolve that makes him stronger when he's thrown down a surprise attack, but here he is, completely caught off guard, even though he shouldn't be.

And prematurely, his finger on the trigger of the nerf gun quibbles a little bit and shoots a dart down at the floor.]

Uh. I. Dunno what you're talking about.

[Don't look at the dart, don't look at the dart, don't look at the dart.]

[a2brutus]

Really. Because for some reason, that dart on the floor sure matches the one in my hand, doesn't it.

[She has not let go of him.]

[ryuji]

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.]

[a2brutus]

You're the only one here who has a dart that matches the one, Ryuji.

[Very suddenly, her arm is around his shoulders in a manner that might be considered friendly.

Judging by her tone, it's anything but.]

[ryuji]

[Something about her saying his name speaks directly to his fight or flight response, and also.

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.]

[a2brutus]

[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?

[ryuji]

[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.]

Y-yes, ma'am.