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Tweak says, "pass the chips!"

Yamada Kai [山田海] (the_nadeshiko) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-10-17 00:26:00

Entry tags:

kai, toru

WHO: Kai and Toru
WHAT: Preparing terrible things
WHERE: Kai's house
WHEN: Shortly after Toru asks for clothes help
WHY: Because Toru is an idiot, and Kai just can't help himself.

It was a little too cold in Kai's room, probably because the window sash was crooked, but no one in his house had bothered to fix it. "Ehhh we'll get around to it" had been a part of his household routine for so long that Kai had gotten used to it, but he was much more idustrious when it came to sewing.

Currently, he had Toru standing on a small footstool while he measured his limbs, chest, inseam, and anywhere else it looked like he may even need the tiniest measurement, with the contents of his sewing bag spread around their feet, on his bed, and on his sewing table like it had exploded. They'd gotten there late because Kai's mom had answered the door when Toru arrived, and had made a big deal fussing over "Kai's friend" with snacks and questions about himself until Kai had had to drag Toru upstairs, looking exasperated like this happened anytime he brought someone home.

"Sorry my room is such a mess," he noted casually. "My mom finally started unpacking some boxes and she threw all of the contents in here."

The contents of which were taking up the other half of his bed - piles of photographs of a tropical island-looking place, a tiny stone statue of a shiisaa, and a child's kimono decorated with a bright, busy, stylized pattern.

"I think you have the right build to pull off a skirt or maybe a dress, it's up to you. You'll definitely need leggings or kneesocks, though, your legs are so skinny."

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the_nadeshiko
2010-10-17 05:22 pm UTC (link)

"D-Don't worry about it." Even the tips of his ears were red. Amazing. "I wouldn't have even said anything if not for the painting, cause Yoshida-chan made - ....Um, I'm sorry. Forget that. Please."

Okinawa. That was a good subject, yeah. "Really? Awww, to the main island? Where did you go? Seventy-five-percent chance I'll know it. And, yeah I miss it - it's home. Hokkaido winters are too cold, for one, but it's just..." He trailed off, looking far away and sad for a moment, even with the blush still clinging to his cheeks. "With everything that's been going on lately, it looks better and better every day."

He went on: "I worry sometimes. My mom's family, ah, they're Ryukyu, and they have this one belief about mabui. Mabui is like the soul, what defines a person, and you can lose it if you're scared or shocked or something, and once it's gone it can just leave you like an empty shell. I wonder if something like that is happening to us. We're all stressed out all the time now, and things are only getting more serious, and - I mean, I don't really believe any of the stories, but..."

Trailing off again, Kai stared out the window, avoiding looking at Toru. The light accentuated the shadows under his eyes, and only then did it become really apparent that he looked exhausted, like someone who hadn't slept in days. When he spoke again, his voice was slow and halting. "...What am I even saying?" It sounded like it was for himself, not for Toru.

"...So yeah, you'll need socks or tights or something. Are you looking at a dress or a blouse and skirt, because either way you're going to wear a skirt."

Clothes were much, much safer.

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