Gokudera Hayato | 獄寺 隼人 (
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VIDEO; UN: SMOKING_BOMB
[The video starts up and is on for almost an entire minute with Gokudera staring at it. He's got leopard spots on his face, fluffy silver-gray cat ears poking out from his hair, and then he drops the device.]
Fuck-!
[It lands on the floor, camera pointed up. He's right in front of the door to his apartment, and it seems he can't pick his phone up, because instead of having hands, for this Triple Moon, he has paws. No thumbs. He can't pick the phone up, and instead bats at it. He's not realized that it's recording.]
Whatever...
[So now he's going to try and open his front door. There's a lot of cursing under his breath, and he's smacking at the handle, unable to knock without knuckles to do so.]
Stupidfucking... finger... toes.... just gotta... Ugh! Come on....
[Claws drag over it, and then he's leaning forward, trying to angle his paw and then getting a claw stuck in the keyhole. Gokudera makes a pathetic wailing noise and has to carefully twist it out. He huffs at the door, takes a few steps back, and cuts off the feed with one of feet, which is also a paw. Help him? Cheer him on? Laugh at him?]
Fuck-!
[It lands on the floor, camera pointed up. He's right in front of the door to his apartment, and it seems he can't pick his phone up, because instead of having hands, for this Triple Moon, he has paws. No thumbs. He can't pick the phone up, and instead bats at it. He's not realized that it's recording.]
Whatever...
[So now he's going to try and open his front door. There's a lot of cursing under his breath, and he's smacking at the handle, unable to knock without knuckles to do so.]
Stupidfucking... finger... toes.... just gotta... Ugh! Come on....
[Claws drag over it, and then he's leaning forward, trying to angle his paw and then getting a claw stuck in the keyhole. Gokudera makes a pathetic wailing noise and has to carefully twist it out. He huffs at the door, takes a few steps back, and cuts off the feed with one of feet, which is also a paw. Help him? Cheer him on? Laugh at him?]
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Instincts? In regards to table manners? [Gokudera asks as he watches, staring at the cream. Why does he just want cream? That's not right... he really likes coffee. Should he just say he changed his mind? No... that's not right.]
It's my first triple moon. I didn't have the paws during Cordis...
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[plates will be hard to hold, biscuits hard to pick up. He might have to think of something else in the future. A gentle smile, though, as he sets down the cup for Gokudera.]
My moon sometimes gives a... nervousness that gets the better of me, from time to time. I hadn't anticipated it the first few times I was outside - I'm not used to wandering alone in the first place - and I found myself bolting from loud noises to shelter myself. It is... easier for me in my own home
[and it's easier to speak as he pours his own tea. He would wish to wait for Gokudera's approval, but he's not sure the boy would like to be stared at, so it serves as a decent enough distraction as well.]
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[He stares at the cup, obviously worried about holding it poorly and or dropping it on himself. Gokudera reaches past it and turns his wrist, then brings it closer carefully, dragging it over the tabletop. Then, to make this seem more comfortable, decides he will follow on this topic while he struggles.]
You live alone? [He brings the cup up, but more so brings his face to it rather than bringing it to himself, one paw slides under it, and the other pushes its edge so he can tip the liquid into his mouth. Straws would be great, but not with something so hot.
And it tastes fine. Not like cream, but there's enough in it.]
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[a little nod, setting down the pot and reaching to add sugar]
The homes here - these apartments - they are largely for two or more, when one first arrives. But not many of those I have known have stayed an extended period of time. Those who have... they have their own friends from home. I would not intrude on that...
[sitting back on his heels a moment]
So I managed to find myself somewhere. I was raised in a large house, so it's strange to not always have someone I may talk to. But I'm proud to have a home of my own - it's not something I've had before.
...is it all right?
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[Gokudera hums his agreement, but he's trying to focus on drinking without spilling.]
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[a little gesture to his surroundings before he settles into a chair himself]
...it is easier to be at home. It's simple and small but it is better than being startled out in public and taking off before my wits can catch up to me!
[...he may give the impression that this has happened at least once before, though it is likely quite at odds with what Gokudera has seen of Linneus thus far.
Rewording his question from earlier-]
Is the coffee all right?
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[Gokudera thinks everything would be overwhelming, but his moon does little more than make him feel sluggish. He's already a jerk, so the mischievousness doesn't seem out of place or like a change.]
I'd be around people, but I don't like to anyways. My moon makes me into a couch potato... [He's still struggling to sip at his coffee. Gokudera worries if he sets it down he will not be able to pick it up again.]
If it weren't, I'd have said so.
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[he nods with the acknowledgement that the coffee is acceptable - he can be 'off-duty' for a moment, then, sliding his feet from his slippers and bringing them up to one side as he settles with his cup]
I confess, I tend to struggle with surprises in the first place, but the moons make me quite headless about it. I promise I've decent enough sense not to make an absolute exhibition of myself otherwise...!
You said 'couch potato'? I know the words, but I don't know this term...
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[What does he even mean 'make an absolute exhibition of myself'?
Gokudera nods.]
Basically I lounge about all day and I get very needy. Indulgent? I feel lazy.
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Well, it took a little time for it to get this way. I was somewhat afraid to settle in, at first - that's me, not my moon. But I've grown more comfortable here over time. Owning my own home, my own things...
[there is still a part of him that fears it being taken away - all of it being taken away. But if he lets that part stop him from enjoying being free... what point is there to his being here?]
Oh - I think I understand. [lounging about, hence the couch.] Though I'm not entirely sure how the potato is involved...
[but this is just one in a long line of strange new colloquialisms - he's quite confused, but hardly taking it to heart]
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I think because potatoes do not move? But then the same saying could be applied to any object. I'm not entirely sure where the potato part of the phrase comes from.
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Ah - yes, perhaps a little. Though I promise I don't usually bolt at the slightest surprise!
[hiding a smile with his teacup as Gokudera picks up his tail again. All right, so it wasn't just a convenient means to keep it out of the way earlier...]
I see. Such a curious turn of phrase...! Though surely anything can more if it's pushed hard enough?
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[He's talking easily enough and not very muffled for a guy with a fluffy tail gripped in his mouth. Gokudera can speak well enough if he puts his mind to it, and he uses his mouth for a lot. In this case, there are no cigarettes or anything he can chew, and the tail is super fluffy. Why it's going to his mouth is anyone's guess.]
Okay so maybe I'm more like couch scissors... That sounds more fitting. [Except why would anyone wrap scissors in blankets the way he's been so prone to doing. Why is he so obsessed with being wrapped in blankets?]
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[Linneus isn't sure he considers the embarrassment an enhancement...!]
Couch scissors. [that does earn some real laughter, though, setting his cup aside] Harmless at rest but pointy if provoked?