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Neil Nordegraf ([personal profile] ijustlivehere) wrote2011-07-11 12:51 am

11.) [audio.]

Okay, yeah, this sucks. I'll admit it, okay? I hate that nobody ever wants to... no, y'know what? Forget people not ever wanting to do anything, people don't even hardly know I'm there unless I say something. It blows and I hate it and I'm... lonely. Okay? I said it, are you all happy now?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Of course I did! What kind of horrible girl do you think I am?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Dunno. People are assholes most of the time, so it's better to just assume everyone is until proven different.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[She shoots him a shark-like grin.]

So optimistic! Where is this arcade?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, optimism's overrated. [He's in SUCH A GOOD MOOD today.]

It's... south of here, I think? [He points.] South, right? 'S behind the Rec Centre place.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[She nudges his head.]

Lead the way, then!

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Right. [He sets of at a leisurely (read: slow) pace for the darkened building.]

Is it cool if I win at everything?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[She smirks.] Well, considering I am blind, I am not sure how much of an accomplishment that would be!

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa, no kidding? [Neil is not terribly observant. Or tactful.]

Hey, I think I wanna try something I've never done before but I dunno if it's legal. You game?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
I never kid!

[She raises her eyebrows at this.] Are you asking an innocent young girl to break the law?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Nah, not really. Just to, y'know, be present while I do. And possibly cover for me if anyone says anything.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[She huffs.]

That is terrible! The law is to be upheld and honored, not broken!

[A pause.]

Is it a ridiculous human law?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Uh huh, one of those. And there might be money involved.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[She crosses her arms, looking rather suspicious.]

What is this law?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Well, y'know that thing they do in the movies sometimes, where someone will pretend to be really bad at something, say... pool, or something like that, and then they get people to bet a whole bunch of money, and then they start playing good instead because they're actually awesome and the whole thing was a set-up?

The law is that you're not supposed to do that, basically.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[She narrows her eyes and reaches out to poke him in the ribs. That sounds like Vriska, and it leaves a bad taste in her mouth.]

Sounds like cheating to me!

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He pouts, because that's a good point. And now he has to try to justify this.] Well, yeah. But see, people are jerks 'cause they think you suck at something, and then you take their money to get back at 'em.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Your adorable pout will not sway her, Neil!]

But they believe you suck at it because you make them believe it. Right?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
No, because-- Well, they... [SIGH.] Fine. I'll just beat everyone's asses the normal way.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Good! I am saving you from a life of crime!

[She grabs his hand and tugs. Someone should have warned this kid that Terezi has no sense of personal space.]

You are so slow!

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Neil almost trips at the sudden change of pace, but manages to keep his feet. And presently they have arrived. The arcade is dim and noisy, but thankfully not too crowded tonight.]

So, fighting games are sorta my thing. I mean, I'm awesome at pretty much everything, but mostly fighting games. What're you into?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[She rocks back on her heels, considering this.]

Before my accident, I played RPGs and RTSs. Now they are pretty hard to play, though!

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
Hardcore. You have good taste. Places like this aren't big with story-based stuff, 'cause people'd probably stick around too long or whatever, but... here. Looks like they have this thing, I think it's called Audissey or something. It's one of those music games. [He drags her over to one of the machines-- which he wouldn't normally do, but since the personal space barrier has already been broken, why the hell not.] This one. It's pretty much all sound cues, so it might be a good place to start.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She grins, allowing herself to be dragged.]

Sound cues, huh? Are you ready to be destroyed, would-be evil-doer?

[identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Competitive spirit! Neil likes that. He knuckles down on one side of the machine, taking the Player 2 controls.]

Nope. But you should be.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Terezi takes up her own controls, turning her head towards him in what might have been a glance if she could see.]

No cheating! I can smell deceit!