Appointments Post ( II )

[generalflirt]

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Masaomi anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]

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[generalflirt]

I know, right? I might even get a kiss within the month.

[endgames]

Heh. [Not in the least surprised that's being angled for.]

I'm sure you'll come up with a cool one that isn't taken.

[generalflirt]

[And now he puts his arm around Shikamaru's shoulder]

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Shikamaru, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

[endgames]

[--that would be so much more meaningful if that wasn't the dislocated shoulder. Ow ow ow, so much for painkillers. He hisses through his teeth and tries to pull out of that.]

Ha, no kidding at that rate.

[generalflirt]

[...Oh, his bad.

Oh well, he keeps a lop-sided grin on his face, though inclines his head a bit apologetically.]

Mmmhm. I'm confident.

[endgames]

Ah well. [Still stings, but he'll get over it.] Heaven holds no interest to me, when you can't watch the clouds from it. I can root for you without understanding it.

[And make himself scarce so he's not a third wheel or something.]

[generalflirt]

Maybe we can double date.

[he needed to

get one more

rib in

okay]

[endgames]

Never give the women a partner in crime.

[Nevermind the implications of that.]

[generalflirt]

Better Temari-san than Toph-chan and whatever poor spineless lunk she enslaves.

[endgames]

[Somewhere poor Ion is sneezing.]

You guys'll have more fun on your own.

[He totters back a step with that, in the direction of the hall.]

[generalflirt]

Mmm, we will.

...Go shower.

[and he taps his shoulder (the good one), smiling]

[endgames]

Mm. [Another step towards the bathroom and he turns his back, sluggish.] Later.

[Because he'll probably fall straight asleep when he's done there. If he didn't want to move before the shower, like hell he'll be capable of it after.]