[ Video ][ un: icansmokemyself ]

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[ There's a bleached blond teenager lying on what is almost certainly the floor in one of the hallways, long and stringy hair splayed out underneath himself. He's got his communicator pointed down at him, addressing the network at large. ]

Hey! So— space station, love what you're doing with the place, it's got a great "creepy and haunted" feeling to it! Top-fucking-marks for ambiance! Less fond of the clothes, even alarmingly less fond of whatever asshole decided it was funny to leave my my cigarettes but no fucking lighter.

I have no map so I have no idea where the fuck I even am or how big this place is, but the first person to find me and get me a lighter gets an IOU of epic fucking proportions. Payment's negotiable.

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voice; un: nanatsuya

[counterfeitheart]

KATOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!

What can I get if I get you a lighter? [He's happy to see him but let's talk payment.]

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What the f—

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You know, [ And his tone is quite placid and reasonable as he says this, ] I don't mind if someone slips me acid. But they should at least! Have the fucking courtesy! To warn me.

[counterfeitheart]

Fuck. You wake up on a damn space station with an ugly ass jumpsuit on, and I'm the thing that pushes this into an acid trip for you.

You want a smoke or not, shithead?

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I would literally kill for a cigarette right now. Where the fuck are you? Wait, that won't help me. Where's the fucking maps?

[counterfeitheart]

Of course I'm in my room right now, it wouldn't do shit to help you now. Room 5.15, meaning fifteenth room on deck five, just figure it out and don't make me come get you.

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Kira, you son of a bitch, how am I supposed to find you if I don't know where I am!

[ But if the grunting is any indication, he's getting up now and starting to move. ]

[counterfeitheart]

I gotta do everything for you.

[He huffs and sighs, but also leaves his room.]

Just find the lift. Then getting to the fifth deck is easy. You press the number '5'. You think you can get that far?

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I can figure out a fucking elevator, thanks! As soon as I.... find.... it....

[ It's gonna take a little bit of walking before he does, though. Kira can almost certainly tell the moment he does though, because a cheer comes from the audio. ]

Fucking finally!

[counterfeitheart]

[Oh, he can definitely tell. Katou is as easy to read as a book when he's not whooping like an idiot over finding an elevator.]

I'll meet you outside the elevator then, I guess.

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[ Look, that elevator is one step closer to the sweet release of nicotine. Of course he's gonna cheer!

That being said, he's already reaching for his cigarettes when the elevator door opens. He steps out, eyes sweeping around for Kira's exact location. ]

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[counterfeitheart]

[What a dork. Kira was happy to see him when the elevator door opened, waving a little from a bit down the hall. He was lucky enough to have a nice outfit that wasn't the terrible jumpsuit, so he was probably even easier to recognize in jeans, a tank top, and his very important leather jacket.]

You must'a just got here, since I haven't heard your bitching over the network before.

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[ Katou flips Kira off at that, rolling his eyes as he walks over. ]

Screw you, I don't bitch— I discuss. But you're right, I just woke up. Imagine that! Me waking up on a fucking space ship.

[ Imagine waking up at all when you thought you were definitely dead! But they're not talking about that. ]

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[Kira isn't phased at all by his bitchy bitchy friend, just approaching him in order to hook an arm around his neck, whether he liked it or not.]

It's a station, not a ship, dumbass. [It's not like it's got any way of being piloted.]

Anyway, let's discuss that IOU.

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[ He accepts the arm around his neck with only minimal grumbling. ]

What the fuck's the difference?

[ Truly, he doesn't know. He's not the one who read nerdy sci-fi novels. ]

IOU! First, are we talking about a lighter I can keep or one I have to chase you down every time for? Because one I get to keep's got a bigger price tag.

[counterfeitheart]

Okay first, astation is where ships dock to drop people off, it doesn't drive anywhere. Ships can like. Be steered towards destinations and shit.

[Read a book, Katou.]

And secondly I physically have to keep the lighter on my person, but how much you have to hunt me down depends on you.

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[ Okay, there's a difference. Katou doesn't even bother responding to that part, instead raising an eyebrow at the last part. ]

Depends on me how?

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Depends on you because if you piss me off I'm gonna make it harder to find me.

[That was mostly a joke but you know it also wasn't. Kira drags Katou along with him towards his room, opening the door for the two of them to squeeze in.]

And some other shit but we'll get there in a sec. Take a seat and take out a cigarette so I can light it. And you'd better expect to share with me. I've only had one cigarette for the past two fucking months.

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[ Yeah, he's pretty sharply aware that Kira's not really joking about that, but he sits down. ]

Shit, are cigarettes that hard to find? I'd better make this shit last, then.

[ That being said, he pulls one out his pack— it's still got three-fourths left— and places it loosely in his lips. ]

Sure, I can share.

[counterfeitheart]

Cigarettes are nonexistant. I did have a bunch of weed earlier though. Down to about 3g now, but it was a lot more. I only found it the once though, so yeah. Budget this shit.

[He pulls his jacket off then, setting it down on the ground and then getting in closer to Katou, leaning in before his wings unfurled from his back, a flame dancing in his hand which he raises to the cigarette, trying to force him to just go ahead with the smoke and not think too hard about the wings.]

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[ Katou does let out a yelp at the sight of the wings, but he closes his eyes and forces himself to light up the cigarette and not focus on them. He is seriously not ready to confront that right now. Once he's taken a drag, some of the tension eases from his shoulders. ]

You're gonna gimme some of that weed, right?

[counterfeitheart]

Of fucking course.

[Even if Katou was being an ass, Kira was so BORED.] The kids here are straightedge as shit, I had to smoke like 5g by myself. They were all drunk after a couple of drinks and it wasn't easy to convince them to smoke a single goddamn puff.

What the fuck is weed good for if you don't have someone to bullshit with?

[He folds his wings up and lets them dissipate as quickly as they appeared, since he didn't really need them anymore.]

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[ Katou holds out the cigarette to give Kira a chance for a puff— he may not always be good for his word, but he was this time at least. ]

What the fuck, that's so boring. Looks like it's up to us to rescue the entire fucking station ourselves.

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[What a very very good friend. Kira takes a seat next to him and accepts the c cigarette gratefully, just taking a single drag and that feels... so nice. He hands it back then, laughing a little.]

You're such an asshole.

[But he's smiling, though.]

By the way, you're staying in this room with me. Hope you're comfortable.

I'm just kidding, I don't care if you're comfortable and this isn't negotiable.

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It's how you know it's really me.

[ Would Kira really have him any other way? He's smiling as well. ]

And anyway, I was planning on staying here regardless. It's more convenient than hunting you down any time I want a smoke.