CLOSED LOG {After coming into contact with a religious man...}

[overcomplex]

Who: Aoyagi Ritsuka (overcomplex) & Genkaku (prayforprey)
What: Making memories! And generally being assholes/retarded in several places.
When: Today! Starting around lunch time, whenever that is.
Where: Starting at McDonalds! And then moving on from there.
Warnings: This entire thing will probably be really hideous and retarded. Also, your character could have

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[prayforprey]

[ she'll be comin' 'round the corner when she comes, she'll be comin' 'round the corner when she coooomes-- ]

[ seems like the alien in front of him has the song stuck in his head, and Genkaku is already snarling those pretty stained teeth in annoyance and about to kick his way up to the swing doors, when he spots a familiarly furred head and those teeth split into a grin instead ]

[ he practically barrels into the restaurant, devoid of robes and charms and adornments and simply in a muscle shirt with those shitty little tweed sandals and his hair tied back ]

[ immediately hoisting the catboy to sit on his shoulders, the two make an... upstanding pair ]

[ he looks up, grinning from under falling bangs; ]

Hiyaaaaa.

[overcomplex]

[he turns his head when he hears the commotion, but he's not fast enough, because he's being hoisted into the air by a pair of familiar hands.]

Hurfh!

[and he's hoisted onto broad shoulders (how many times as he used these shoulders as a perch? quite a few, if memory serves) and looks down incredulously, eyebrow raised and all. luckily, none of the employees seem to care about the gymnastic show they're putting on, because all of the children are crazy and tackling things and they hate their minimum wage job lives]

Hey.

oh hurdur i guess i should track this huh

[prayforprey]

How's the weather up there?

[ he puffs his chest out, back straightening to raise the boy higher ]

[ and promptly struts up the line, viscous aliens with their gummi little eyes be damned ]

Can't believe you actually eat this shit. All them bandages is coverin' pimples, huh? Pubescent little punk.

[ all of which is spat in a warm, good bad humor ]

It might be a good idea yes

[overcomplex]

[he makes a face as he rests his forearms on Genkaku's head, using it like it's some sort of table.]

No. I don't gain weight from it, either.

[he frowns]

It's just easy. I can't really cook, so I just come here. I think this is my...fifth time this week.

[he thinks. could possibly be more! sitting in is different from taking it home, after all.]

[prayforprey]

[ doesn't seem to mind! ]

...Ung. I remember the can't cook thing, s'why I let you bum at my place. Hahhhh... Big Mac? S'a Number One, yeah?

[ skimming the menu board above ]

[ with a look of disgust ]

[ are there healthy, carnivorous options around here... ]