Iskaulit Mingle - Problems with Psychics

[notzubats]

Who: Anyone on the Iskaulit!
Broadcast: If you'd like?!
Action: Iskaulit!
When: Today, as Sora's augment glitch starts.

[It's your average day on the Iskaulit. Absolutely nothing seems out of place initially, but without any warning- you might find yourself or your friends experiencing some problems. What's up on that?

In other words, it's an Iskaulit mingle with a twist! Come on in everyone! You don't need to interact with Sora to have it effect you, so feel free to start your own threadstarter! Or talk to Sora, that's cool too. ]

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[bluediligence]

Everybody makes mistakes sometimes, Bakaito. You're not infallible.

[ For all she knows, it could have been one hell of a prank gone wrong. ]

Sit.

[ Propping her book open carefully on her lap, she gets started on shimmying out of her sweatshirt. ]

What even happened, anyway? Were you trying to set up some water balloons or buckets for people to walk under?

[nowyouseeit]

This wasn't the result of some dumb prank gone wrong, trust me.

[although he almost wishes it was, because somehow the idea of him messing up a practical joke and accidentally drenching himself was slightly less embarrassing than what really happened. a heavy sigh escapes Kaito's mouth as he plops into the ground, sets the damp book aside, and starts removing his shoes and socks]

And I don't know what happened. I was minding my own business reading a book, when suddenly a huge stream of water appeared outta nowhere and decided I needed an impromptu shower.

[bluediligence]

[ Wh … ]

[ She pauses, frowning, with her sweater halfway over her head. ] Huh? [ With a muffled 'oof' under her breath, she wrestles the garment the rest of the way off. Her hair is an absolute bird's nest by this point, please don't point and laugh. ]

Out of nowhere, really? Like the way they sometimes used to do things? [ Salt and Pepper, and the Echoes. ]

[ She scoots forward, shifting robot parts out of the way, and drapes the sweater over his hair, rubbing gently. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[instincitvely tilts his head into the sweater as he wrings the water out of his socks. the floor's going to be super wet by the time he is done, here]

Exactly how they used to do things, actually. Only I don't remember any of them spontaneously starting a water war.

[but compared to, say, Isabel's handcuffs and friendship closet, perhaps this was much easier to deal with]

[bluediligence]

[ She makes sure to get right behind his ears, too, towelling gently until his hair seems reasonably dry … if very, very, very messy, like, jesus christ he needs a comb ]

On the bright side, at least it's not candy dinosaur slobber.

[nowyouseeit]

[okay but lbr, when it is not that messy?]

Ha. I guess every rain cloud has a silver lining.

[GET IT?? RANDOM SPLASH OF WATER, RAIN COULD. . . nevermind. reaches up to run his fingers through his hair and flatten it some]

I hope your sweater doesn't start smelling 'cause you got it all wet.

[bluediligence]

[ Makes a noncommittal 'mmmeeehhh' sound, working her way down to towel near the back of his neck. This may or may not be slightly gratuitous. ]

It's fine, it's fine. I'll just make you wash it.

[ A hum. ]

But it's weird ... Nothing's happened to me yet.

[nowyouseeit]

[she won't find him complaining, honestly. in fact, he is leaning into her touch contentedly]

Since when was I your laundry guy?

[HE KIDS]

. . . and I guess you're lucky. Cross your fingers and hope it stays that way.

[bluediligence]

Since Aoko so kindly used her nicest sweater to save you from getting a cold. [ She gives him a slightly firmer skritch at that, as if to punctuate her point. ]

[ She towels her way back up again, slowly. Hopefully he's enjoying this impromptu little scalp massage. ]

[ (Hopefully the library patrons are enjoying this impromptu display of PDA .... ]

I don't think I wanna get my hopes up too high.

[nowyouseeit]

You don't do random acts of kindness for free, then?

[his grin gives away that he is very much enjoying this, tyvm. they may see an increase in their ratings after this]

We've both become cynics. I dunno if I should be worried about that or not.

[bluediligence]

Mmmnope.

[ She hums it, half laughing under her breath. But what he says next sobers her somewhat, and her laughter becomes more of a soft huff. ]

It's more like pragmatism, don't you think?

[nowyouseeit]

[leans over to thunk his (still wet) head against her shoulder]

Cynicism, pragmatism. . . tomato, tomahto, right?

[NOT REALLY but he's trying to keep things light. he doesn't want this conversation to dip into deeper territory]

[bluediligence]

[ EXCUSE ]

[ Plants her hand on his forehead, trying to peel him off. ]

Oh my god, don't get me wet.

[ If he wants to keep things light, she's more than happy to oblige. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[she succeeds in pushing him away, her hand planted in the middle of his face, and he raises both eyebrows at her]

[and then proceeds to FLOP ON TOP OF HER OH MY GOD KAITO WHAT ARE YOU A WET DOG]






[spoilers: yes]

[bluediligence]

[ SCREECHES AND SHOVES HIM ]

[ And also kicks him!! Or at least tries to!! ]

GET OFF OF ME

[nowyouseeit]

[IT'S HARD TO KICK SOMEONE WHO IS LITERALLY ON YOUR LAP, AOKO. also, he's taken a firm hold of her waist and has his face pressed against her stomach]

Whaaaat? What's wrong? Afraid of a li'l water, are we!

[bluediligence]

[ She can damn well try, oh my god, this is the absolute worst. ]

Kaaaaito! I dried you with the sweater off my back! This—isn't—fair!

[ Well, if she can't kick him off, maybe she can hook her legs around him and roll over?? ]

[nowyouseeit]

[SHE CAN DO THAT!! although now she is sitting on his torso]

[. . .]

[wags his eyebrows at her]

I know you did, and I love you for your generosity. ♥

[bluediligence]

[ gently takes her sweater ]

[ presses it down against his face, and holds it there ]

[nowyouseeit]

[. . . is she trying to suffocate him]

[grabs a hold of her wrist, albeit loosely, and says something that is completely muffled by the sweater. he isn't struggling to escape, though. just complaining]

[bluediligence]

[ MAYBE A LITTLE ]

Shh, Kaito. Go to sleep.

[ Her voice is perfectly deadpan. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[pauses]

[tugs against her wrist in an attempt to remove the sweater from his face]

[bluediligence]

[ n o p e ]

Shhh, shhhhh. Go to sleeeeep.

[nowyouseeit]

[AOKO WHAT THE HECK]

[. . .]

[suddenly goes limp, his hand falling to his side. he is lying there completely still now]

[bluediligence]

[ Aha, good. Excellent. There we go. ]

[ She pulls her hands away, absolutely trusting that he actually isn't dead … … … and moves them to his ribs instead, tickling mercilessly. ]