i turned off the music

[revengier]

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[revengier]

[ Thanks for the uber, Oria, you're a real one... even if Kurapika never responds to his text, leaving only the read receipt as evidence he ever saw it.

And despite his gung ho attitude about setting up rules immediately, he's the one that comes back sometime in the middle of the night (3:30AM, if Oria happens to check the clock on his phone), opening and closing the door to their shared room with a soft click.

Kurapika walks silently to his bed, undoing his belt and taking off his sweater to reveal a short sleeve shirt underneath. If he's quick, he can shower and get a couple of hours of sleep... ]

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[ Oria is a healthy sleeper, but also a light sleeper. That soft click is loud when there's no other sound in the room. He hears Kurapika come in and doesn't get to check the time, but he can tell that it's Late despite not having his glasses on. Still, he's quiet and lets Kurapika have his moment of peace before trying to fall asleep again.

He'll definitely wake for real when the 6 AM alarm goes off though. ]

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[ It's obvious Kurapika feels like garbage with the sluggish way he moves around their room once that alarm goes off. He tiredly opens his dresser drawer and pulls out clothes before stalking off into the bathroom to change.

As he moves around, Oria might catch a whiff of a mixture of cigarette smoke and booze, though Kurapika isn't moving like he's drunk at all (besides, that would go against the rules he set out). ]

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[ The smell of cigarettes and booze really stands out to Oria when he sits up after the 6 AM alarm. He might as well get up too, even if he doesn't want to... ]

Didn't you take a shower last night... I can smell you all the way here.

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I did shower.

[ He frowns as he adjusts his collared shirt underneath his sweater. ]

What do you suggest I do, then? I can't exactly wash my hair again right before class.

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Mm, hold on.

[ Oria puts his glasses on and rummages through things under his own bed for a moment before pulling out a box of baking soda and a comb. He yawns. ]

I'm gonna sprinkle a bit of it into your hair and then comb it out. Okay? So don't freak out.

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[ He eyes it suspiciously, but... ]

Fine.

[ Kurapika plops down in his desk chair, closing his eyes so just in case the baking soda gets on his face. ]

Do what you must.

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[ Oria isn't wide awake, but he's awake enough to do this. Good thing Kurapika is blond, so maybe the baking soda isn't too noticeable—I kid. Oria carefully sprinkles baking soda over Kurapika's head, leaves it there for a minute before combing it through his hair. It falls onto the floor, in which he decided that he'll vacuum it up later.

It's not completely gone, but there sure is less of it around. ]

If you go outside, that should handle the rest of the smell. See ya.

[ Get outta here. Oria wants to sleep until 7. ]

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[ He knows that he already smells much, much better than he did before. It's something he can tell even on himself, as some of the smoke smell isn't nearly as egregious as it was before.

Kurapika dusts off whatever baking soda landed on his shirt and glances at Oria. ]

...Thanks.

[ Wow, no "fuck you" this time.

But he does scoop up his bag and heads off to class without a word.

It does seem like Oria's little deed paid off at least somewhat, because when Oria is sitting in the dining hall for lunch, a familiar bag lands next to him on the bench with a thunk before Kurapika swings a leg over and sets his tray down. He's gotten a sampling of everything in an attempt to try it out... along with several desserts. ]

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[ Oria wouldn't care about the little "fuck you" quip, but it sure feels nice since the day just barely started.

Anyway, this guy has already gone through four burgers by the time Kurapika comes over to sit next to him. He has about four more on his tray with some other miscellaneous food that will also be swallowed into the darkest abyss of Oria's stomach. ]

Hey! Doing good? This is so much stuff... if you can't eat any, let me know.

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[ All Kurapika can do for a long moment is stare at the amount of food on Oria's plate. ]

Where do you put all of that?

[ He's lean. Where does it all go??? How much does he work out? ]

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Oh, don't worry. I'm gonna bring one back into the room so I can eat it later.

[ That's not what he's asking. ]

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You realize that doesn't answer my question, don't you?

[ He shakes his head, picking up a knife and fork to cut into his slice of pizza. ]

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[ Kurapika has a few things to attend to earlier in the day, so he suggests that he and Oria meet up outside the arcade.

Which is why he's posted up outside, looking at his phone. He's donning more casual wear this time in the form of baggy, high-waisted jeans and a t-shirt tucked into those jeans with a few necklaces layered over top.

When Oria arrives, he looks up. ]

Ready?

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[ For Oria, he has this on--looking pretty comfortable for his outing today when he finally arrives. No backpack though. Once he finds Kurapika, he walks on over with a small wave. ]

Yeah! But are you ready?

[ He seems really excited for some reason... ]

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Obviously I'm ready.

[ He gestures for Oria to head on in. ]

Show me your favorite game.

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Okay! You asked!

[ Oria goes on in, but not before grabbing Kurapika's hand to drag him along the pathway to the shooting games. It's a first-person shooter that can be played for co-op too, since there's another arcade machine right next to it. ]

Either this or Tetris.

[ Pick your poison. ]

omg i always spot typos so late

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[ Shockingly, he doesn't mind that Oria has grabbed onto his hand, and he follows easily. ]

This one, obviously. Don't get mad if I beat you.

[ Given his skill with archery. ]

qoq

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Better show me your best!

[ Confidence is deeply attractive!! Regardless, Oria really likes Kurapika's attitude about this—also because people don't want to play with him, thinking they'd lose or whatever else.

He inserts some coins for himself and Kurapika and picks up the gun controller. ]

Let's go! Co-op, but we're gonna compete for points!

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As if I would show anything else.

[ He's always going to do his best!! Which includes taking a bit of time to read the instructions, pressing the buttons on the toy gun just to get a feel for it. ]

Let's go.

[ Without waiting for confirmation, he starts the game!!

It takes Kurapika about a minute before he's finally fully comfortable with the controls and building up a bit of a rhythm, and if given the chance, he snipes one of Oria's kills. ]

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[ Things are going smoothly until Kurapika snipes one of his targets. ]

Hey?!

[ Oria was doing so well too! Hello?? But he keeps playing, trying to mow down his targets before Kurapika can get at them. His kills!! ]

You learn fast as usual... archery shouldn't carry over to arcade games like this.

[ :T

But he'll keep playing and do his best. Feel free to flip a coin!! ]

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Archery has given me a good eye for this sort of thing.

[ Which is why he ends up having a decent, middle-of-the-road game (12)! ]

Are you jealous?

[ He's kidding, mostly just trying to rile Oria up as he steals another kill. ]

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Why would I be jealous??

[ He speaks with such incredulity, because what the fuck!! Kurapika!! Him? Jealous?? Though, the results speak for themselves (13). It was a very narrow win for Oria, which has him closing his eyes for a moment. This was, assuming, Kurapika's first time playing this game. How many times did Oria play this? And the people say they're jealous of Oria's skill to learn and apply quickly. They should just look at Kurapika instead. Lordt. ]

But good game~ You play really well for your first time!

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[ It feels weird to really say thanks or accept the compliment, so he gives Oria a simple shrug. ]

I'm quick to learn.

[ Especially when it's tangential to something he's already good at. A game like DDR? He'd definitely lose at that, which is why his gaze quickly passes over it as he looks out at the rest of the games. ]

Should we go another round on this one or pick another game?

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Yup, you sure are... Another round!

[ Now that Oria is a little more familiar with how Kurapika plays and his skills, he wants him to go all out from the beginning. His little competitive streak shows. ]

We can pick a different game mode instead of co-op. They have score attack, endless endurance mode...

[ He starts skimming through the options on the screen. ]