(open) my, my, my

[demonly]

Who: Rin and OTA!
Where: The Meshwork
When: Duration of Ch.4
Summary: Dream stuff!
Restrictions/Warnings: Blood, violence, bioweapon mentions, experimentation, bad exam scores

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3 - canon memory #2

[demonly]

[ School doesn't always have to be a drag - actually, there's a sense of pride and excitement that bubbles up in the aura of the dream, a feeling that tugs at the corners of lips. The dream opens with a paper being waved a little bit too excitedly in the other person's face, obnoxious but endearing laughter ringing along with the sound of paper crinkling. ]

Oh?! This is amazing?! Damn, I'm too amazing!!!

[ Upon closer inspection, it would be clear that the paper in his hands has a bright red 68 written across the top, obviously meaning the score that he'd earned for it. ]

Look, look! Fear meee, I'm too awesomeee!!

[brokeassgoing]

[Badou can't help but laugh, reaching up to ruffle Rin's hair-- the triumph is palpable even if it hadn't been so contagious]

You know you passed by the skin of your ass, right? But that's what matters, probably.

[demonly]

Like I care!! I'm so improved it's really like a miracle!!

[ Normally he'd be embarrassed by a show of affection like that but he's in such a good mood that the feeling of praise overrides that. He's very proud of his barely passing score okay. ]

Maybe one day you'll catch up to me, if yer lucky.

[brokeassgoing]

[snorting, he flicks at Rin's forehead]

Yeah, yeah, maybe you'll even get some fries for your victory today. You're forgettin' I'm waaaayyy better at this than you.

[demonly]

Hah? Better at what? Passing by the skin of your ass?

[ He'll flick the others forehead right back!! ]

[brokeassgoing]

[he flicks right back-- two can play at that game

their faces are gonna be bruised by the end aren't they]

Nah-- you're the expert of that. I'm more hard boiled.

[demonly]

Hard boiled?

[ His retaliation flick is delayed by momentary confusion. ]

Like....an egg?

[brokeassgoing]

Not like an egg, like a badass who bounces back!

[demonly]

Eggs don't bounce though. If ya threw it on the ground it'd just break everywhere.

[brokeassgoing]

Hard boiled eggs do!

[demonly]

Nu-uh, it'd still like, [ Vague gesture. ] crumble and stuff. I mean, I guess it depends on how hard ya throw it...

[brokeassgoing]

THEY DO NOT CRUMBLE! What the fuck kinda eggs are you eating-- dragon eggs? Reptile eggs?

[demonly]

Regular eggs!!

Ya know when ya boil an egg and the yolk gets all like, crumbly!! That's what I'm talking about!!

[brokeassgoing]

It gets crumbly....how hard or soft are you boiling this thing? Over medium? Sunny side?

[whydogs]

[Jill just sort of stares and...

Wow.]

I'm afraid, yeah.

But not for the reasons you'd want me to be.

[demonly]

Eh? What's that supposed to mean?

Afraid of something else other than my awesome academics?

[whydogs]

Afraid that you're so easily satisfied.

You know that's not really a grade to be proud of. Right?

[demonly]

No? This is amazing! A miracle!

At least...compared to before...

[whydogs]

Wait, are you serious?

What were your scores like before?

[demonly]

That - That doesn't matter!!

All that matters is I've improved!!

[whydogs]

Fair enough. Improving your grades is still a big deal.

You gonna celebrate or anything?

[demonly]

Well - I guess it is a special occasion worthy of celebration...

[ Now that he thinks about it, he's never gotten the chance to have a celebration over academics before. Not for himself, at least. ]

What about you? Your score celebratory too?

[whydogs]

Oh, you know.

[Jill casually, but still obviously, moves her hand across her test score.]

The usual.

[She scored well.

Really well.]