Day 3

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ A bright new day has dawned, maybe. It's not like you can see the outside world. But the tablets keep diligent track of time, and promptly at 6am they provide something for you: A new immunity challenge. ]

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[proficient_in_photoshop]

[groans...]

I can't tell you. I'm too paranoid.

[bootyninja]

[rolls eyes]

Oh come on, who am I going to tell? We aren't even from the same decade.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[folds his arms and dumps his face into them.

GROANS REALLY LOUDLY INTO HIS FOLDED ARMS!!!!]

[bootyninja]

[laughs and downs his drink.]

You poor kid, it's really hard, having shame, huh?

[balances his empty glass on the back of Reigen's head.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Kid! How old are you! I'm 28!

[bootyninja]

Twenty-four. But I'm not the one crying on a bar.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[jabs his finger at him!!]

Four years! Bullshit, I can cry on a bar. This is more dead bodies than I've ever seen in my life.

[bootyninja]

[Pokes him in the cheek]

It's not even the most I've seen in a day.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[bats his hand lightly away with his own hand]

Oh my God, whatever. You think you're hot shit. I am petrified.

[bootyninja]

I am hot shit, fact. And you think I'm gorgeous.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

That was an objective statement which you're clearly aware of.

[bootyninja]

Being this sexy doesn't come easy, you know.

[Idly digs his toes into Reigen's thigh.]

So, are you going to confess?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[Reigen jolts again like he forgot that foot was there. He laughs weakly and finishes his drink in one shot, bright red.]

That's some serious fortitude flirting with a "salary man" at a time like this.

[bootyninja]

You think so? I guess you don't flirt much.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Excuse me. That's irrelevant, there's enough violence and exhaustion and clowns here to kill every erection for ten thousand miles. And I look awful! This is a statement about you, not me.

[bootyninja]

[snorts]

Are you suggesting I'm a slut?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

What, no. That's rude! I'm saying you have an iron stomach!

[bootyninja]

...

[Genji leans back and thinks about it, then laughs.]

I guess it's basically the same thing.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[Genji's laugh is a little infectious?? Reigen laughs too. contemplating a second drink. Which is a Bad Idea for Reigen Arataka]

Hahah, please read the mood... don't I look awful? Even drunk I can tell you're out of my league... I feel like I could pass out or throw up any moment.

[he looks fine. if Very Tired]

[bootyninja]

[Hums and reaches out, running a hand through Reigen's hair, then trails his touch down his temple, under his jaw. Thoughtful.]

I think the mood is, one or both of us is going to be dead in a few days, and it's a pain to think about.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[Reigen blushes, startled again. Then swallows. Then chuffs]

This is definitely the only thing to happen that I'd try to tell someone about, a Shimada flirting with me. You're too pessimistic. What if we both live, huh?

[bootyninja]

Then I guess we never see each other again. Apparently my family tries to kill me. I bet you settle down and have kids.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[chokes]

Seriously? You sound like my mother, it's not happening. And what the hell, that's a really casual way to say something serious.

[bootyninja]

[shrugs]

I was pretty mad when I heard, but I've been thinking about it, and really, what else is a clan of assassins going to do about the disappointment?

And I thought all salary men wanted kids.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Hhah. Ouch. That still has to be painful though. I'm sorry you have to deal with that on top of everything else.

And oi, I already said I'm not a salaryman, even if I'm in the same tier... And maybe other gay guys can deal with faking it, but I'm not going to put a woman through that.