17.) Video

[ijustlivehere]

[Neil looks like he has just seen a ghost. A very, very traumatising ghost.]

I did not want to... know... any of... oh gods.

Look, whoever's sending... stuff. Just 'cause I live with, I mean, I'm not into... augh. [He buries his face in his hands.] I mean, just stop. Please.

And if anyone knows how to unsee, or like, unknow things, then... yeah. Tell me?

[ooc: Neil has been hit with rather a lot of gay pornography today. He doesn't want to talk about it. Which means the mun would very much like you to talk to him about it.]

Comments

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

No, because I don't wanna take your arcade money when I win.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Psh. Cocky.

[But he won't press the issue. He doesn't want to lose his money, either.]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Hehe.

[Well, who knows. Hanna could lose.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Or he could trip over his own shoelaces and have to stop to tie them, which is what actually happens. He doesn't show up too late, though. Just slightly wounded, both in minor scrapes and pride.]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[Hanna made sure to wait for him outside the arcade, and he looks concerned as Neil shows up with his minor scrapes.]

Are you okay, man?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. Tripped over a-- thing.

So games? What're you up for first?

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

You okay? You got scuffed up pretty bad...we could get some bandages and then go play air hockey...?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, really. Hardly broke the skin. [He's grinning against it. Well, at least he's not bleeding.] Air hockey sounds cool.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Well, okay...Air hockey it is, then! Let's go!

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Neil picks the left side of the table because for some reason he decided a long time ago that's good luck. He knuckles down and puts on his Serious Business face.]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[Hanna tilts his glasses and gives Neil a nod, before putting his quarters in.]

Bring it on.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm bringin' it.

[Wherein "it" is really fast video game-honed reflexes, but relatively poor hand-eye coordination. So he's pretty hard to score against, but has to work pretty hard to get the puck where he wants it, too.]

You ever been here before?

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[Hanna doesn't have the best hand-eye coordination, but he's got some fast reflexes...so they're evenly matched, it seemed.]

Once or twice, yeah...you?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I come here after work sometimes. [a.k.a. Nearly every day after work.] And I brought Terezi here once, before she left.

[He does seem pretty comfortable with the place. All the more because he's glad Hanna's putting up a good fight but isn't kicking his ass too badly.]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[The way that Hanna's playing, putting a good effort into his swings...it shows he's not just letting Neil win.]

Cool! You practice a lot, then?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Not so much this. Some of the music games, though. And the fighters-- I'm really good at those.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

I gotta see you play the fighters then! I'm a big pinball dude, myself...oh, and old school arcade games.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Pinball, cool. Like that The Who song, only you're not deaf and dumb, and uh, mostly not blind.

I like the classics, too. You ever play Galaga?

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Exactly!

I am a king of Galaga.

[He grins wickedly at his air hockey opponent.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Awesome. [He grins and delivers a very enthusiastic shot.] I've got the high score on the machine here-- think you can beat it?

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Haha, I bet I could!

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

You are so on.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

After I beat your butt at air hockey!!

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Hey, score's still tied! Don't get ahead of yourself!

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

The game's still afoot, Watson!