backdated to mid-morning yesterday, oops!

[fading]

[if anyone has attempted to contact Nami to wish him a Merry Christmas, they'll have been informed that the number is currently not in service. this might have something to do with the fact that, inside Nami's trashed apartment, his phone is sitting in a puddle of paintwater, sparking. Nami's nowhere to be found!


there's a frantic Kai calling for Nami as he makes his way through the park. he can feel that Nami's still in the dressing room, but there's a wall between their connection so solid he can't sense anything other than that.]



(ooc: Nami got a heart for Christmas. unfortunately, he's had a lot of negativity 'bottled up' so to speak, and the sudden onslaught of proper emotion wasn't taken well. he's in hiding, having taken a portal straight from his apartment! responses will be from Kai, at least at first, despite the fact that the post is from Nami.)

Comments

[dawnrise]

[She is looking, expression flat. God, fine, do what makes you happy.]

You're lucky I'm not ticklish enough to kick you in the face.

[f1re0nthesun]

[goddamn, woman, you need to learn to enjoy the simple things in life a little more.]

When you do want me to stop, just push me with your other foot. Or you could kick me in the face, I guess, it probably wouldn't do much damage.

[dawnrise]

I'm not sure if I should be insulted or not.

[She's never had a foot massage! Hell, the only time she's had anything like a real massage in the past six years or so was when Red was trying to calm her down after she ate that Namine and infected Nami.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[massages are good, she should ask him for a back massage sometime, he's really good at those.]

Nah, it's just that a kick to the chin from a socked foot from the side wouldn't do more than hurt for a couple of minutes, but it would definitely get the point across.

[dawnrise]

[Not a chance in hell.]

...good point, I guess.

[f1re0nthesun]

[but they're so relaxing, and she's pretty tense a lot of the time, from his point of view.]

So do you play video games at all, or is it just movies with you?

[dawnrise]

[Not a chance in hell.]

I play some games. Not often, though. If I'm going to play it's usually with another person. I've got better things to do on my own.

[f1re0nthesun]

We've got a couple of racing games around, if you're interested, and I think there's a fighting game somewhere. I'm the only one here who plays that one, so it'd be cool to be able to play against someone. But if you just want to keep being lazy we have tons more movies, obviously.

[oops time to switch to the other foot, since she hasn't kicked him in the face yet. \o/]

[dawnrise]

[She stiffens up in surprise when he does, abruptly reminded of the whole foot massage thing. Dammit.]

I'm up for fighting games.

[f1re0nthesun]

Yeah? D'you want to wait until the movie's over, or is it kind of a lost cause at this point?

[stop that. B| BE MORE ACCEPTING OF HIS AFFECTION, DAMMIT.]

[dawnrise]

I think it was a lost cause at the beginning.

[NO OFFENSE. It's not her type of movie. Also, no.]

[f1re0nthesun]

Yeah, probably.

[she's in luck, then, because he has to stop molesting her feet to get up and switch to video games. the movie's getting turned off, and he has to shuffle around in the detritus of dvd cases and game controllers to find the game he's looking for.]

[dawnrise]

[Thank you. She's going to sit up when he moves and tuck her feet under her, jeez.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[and then he was known as the Foot-Molester, outside of his hearing. he gets the game plugged in and turns the system on, returning to the couch with two controllers, one of which he hands to Riku. are we going for any specific game or just generic game where two or more people can beat the shit out of each other?]

[dawnrise]

[Doesn't matter to me. She takes the controller and relaxes again, looking to see what he put in.]