[Script Log] About Bruises and Italians
Who: Sanada Genichirou and Echizen Ryoma
Where: Sanada's room
When: February 28th
Warning: PG
What: Ryoma's worried. And then there's a DS.
Ryoma: *knocks on the door to Sanada's room*
Sanada: *blinks* Who is it?
Ryoma: Me.
Sanada: *relaxes* Ah, come in.
Ryoma: ... *shyly opens the door and rolls inside, looking awkward*
Sanada: *smiles a little over at him* Hey....How are you doing? *has a black eye and is covered from head to toe in bandaged cuts and dark bruises*
Ryoma: ... Be--better than you. *looks miserable*
Sanada: *chuckles* True......*sits up more and moves over to help lift ryoma out of the chair and sit him on the bed next to him* *hides his wince from the smaller boy though*
Ryoma: ... *doesn't know what to say* ... Yo--your dad? Did that? All... all this?
Sanada: ......Ah....He's a tough guy.........he's been disciplining me this way since I was about 3.........
Ryoma: ........ *has no words*
Sanada: *holds him close to his side* I'm alright, Ryoma. Really. Seiichi even made me go to the hospital to get x-rays done.
Ryoma: How can it fucking be all right? It's... I'm never gonna complain about my old man ever again...! *feels helpless and ridiculously small*
Sanada: *kisses his head* I broke the rules, it's my own fault.
Ryoma: It's child abuse. *sulk*
Sanada: My family has it's own rules.....We're not normal, remember?
Ryoma: .... I don't like it.
Sanada: I know....
Ryoma: *leans a little bit closer, but tries to apply as little pressure as possible* What's going to happen now?
Sanada: .....*shrugs* Nothing. Things continue on as they normally do.....though Niou will be assigned to someone else.....
Ryoma: ... Oh. How--- how do you feel about that?
Sanada: ...I'm worried about what they'll do with him but.....I know he'll be fine.....he's strong......*shrugs* we can never see eachother like we did before though...
Ryoma: Unless you move out of the country or something. But... Man. I... can't do anything, can I?
Sanada: You can sit here and keep me company? I hate not being able to move around...........and you can teach me how to play this damn thing....*holds up a DS* Jirou and Akaya got it for me to amuse myself with........
Ryoma: *perks up* You have Pokemon?
Sanada: Pokemon and some kind of racing game that has an italian plumber......I dont really understand....
Ryoma: ... *cracks up* Ma-Mario?
Sanada: *flushes* A-ah...
Ryoma: Laaaaaaaaaaame~! You don't know Mario?
Sanada: Why the hell would I know this 'Mario' fellow???
Ryoma: Dude. Everyone knows Mario. *deadpan*
Sanada: ..........................well obviously not.........
Ryoma: Lame. *grins* Okay, anyway, with Mario Kart, right? You do it like this... *show show show*
Sanada: *watches and looks so damn overwhelmed* ..............................how the hell do you guys do this?
Ryoma: We're smart.
Sanada: =_=
Ryoma: *smirk* What?
Sanada: Cocky little...*grumble grumble grumble* *has his arm around Ryoma though and is watching the screens*
Ryoma: *continues to explain here and there*
Sanada: *seems to finally understand the basics*
Ryoma: See? It's easy.
Sanada: I wouldn't say easy, but.....
Ryoma: *smirks* One blow to the head too many?
Sanada: =_= .............Hn...........Just watch, I'll kick your ass in something one of these days.
Ryoma: Uh, no. *grin*
Sanada: .................Hn
Ryoma: *rests head in lap*
Sanada: *pets him gently*
Ryoma: I... *doesn't know what he wants to say, or what he should say*
Sanada: ......*looks at him and smiles*
Ryoma: Can I do something to make you feel better?
Sanada: I feel pretty good right now, though if you have something in mind, feel free.
Ryoma: We could watch a movie?
Sanada: That sounds good to me.
Ryoma: What kind of movie?
Sanada: Hn...how about something with explosions?
Ryoma: Cool. Die Hard?
Sanada: Sure.
Ryoma: *fiddles around at Sanada's computer for a bit* Here we go.
Sanada: *lets him do all the work--damn kids and their technology*
Ryoma: *wow Sanada, you sound like an old fart* *movie starts up* *watches, cuddled up close to Sanada*
Sanada: *holds him close and watches happily*
Where: Sanada's room
When: February 28th
Warning: PG
What: Ryoma's worried. And then there's a DS.
Ryoma: *knocks on the door to Sanada's room*
Sanada: *blinks* Who is it?
Ryoma: Me.
Sanada: *relaxes* Ah, come in.
Ryoma: ... *shyly opens the door and rolls inside, looking awkward*
Sanada: *smiles a little over at him* Hey....How are you doing? *has a black eye and is covered from head to toe in bandaged cuts and dark bruises*
Ryoma: ... Be--better than you. *looks miserable*
Sanada: *chuckles* True......*sits up more and moves over to help lift ryoma out of the chair and sit him on the bed next to him* *hides his wince from the smaller boy though*
Ryoma: ... *doesn't know what to say* ... Yo--your dad? Did that? All... all this?
Sanada: ......Ah....He's a tough guy.........he's been disciplining me this way since I was about 3.........
Ryoma: ........ *has no words*
Sanada: *holds him close to his side* I'm alright, Ryoma. Really. Seiichi even made me go to the hospital to get x-rays done.
Ryoma: How can it fucking be all right? It's... I'm never gonna complain about my old man ever again...! *feels helpless and ridiculously small*
Sanada: *kisses his head* I broke the rules, it's my own fault.
Ryoma: It's child abuse. *sulk*
Sanada: My family has it's own rules.....We're not normal, remember?
Ryoma: .... I don't like it.
Sanada: I know....
Ryoma: *leans a little bit closer, but tries to apply as little pressure as possible* What's going to happen now?
Sanada: .....*shrugs* Nothing. Things continue on as they normally do.....though Niou will be assigned to someone else.....
Ryoma: ... Oh. How--- how do you feel about that?
Sanada: ...I'm worried about what they'll do with him but.....I know he'll be fine.....he's strong......*shrugs* we can never see eachother like we did before though...
Ryoma: Unless you move out of the country or something. But... Man. I... can't do anything, can I?
Sanada: You can sit here and keep me company? I hate not being able to move around...........and you can teach me how to play this damn thing....*holds up a DS* Jirou and Akaya got it for me to amuse myself with........
Ryoma: *perks up* You have Pokemon?
Sanada: Pokemon and some kind of racing game that has an italian plumber......I dont really understand....
Ryoma: ... *cracks up* Ma-Mario?
Sanada: *flushes* A-ah...
Ryoma: Laaaaaaaaaaame~! You don't know Mario?
Sanada: Why the hell would I know this 'Mario' fellow???
Ryoma: Dude. Everyone knows Mario. *deadpan*
Sanada: ..........................well obviously not.........
Ryoma: Lame. *grins* Okay, anyway, with Mario Kart, right? You do it like this... *show show show*
Sanada: *watches and looks so damn overwhelmed* ..............................how the hell do you guys do this?
Ryoma: We're smart.
Sanada: =_=
Ryoma: *smirk* What?
Sanada: Cocky little...*grumble grumble grumble* *has his arm around Ryoma though and is watching the screens*
Ryoma: *continues to explain here and there*
Sanada: *seems to finally understand the basics*
Ryoma: See? It's easy.
Sanada: I wouldn't say easy, but.....
Ryoma: *smirks* One blow to the head too many?
Sanada: =_= .............Hn...........Just watch, I'll kick your ass in something one of these days.
Ryoma: Uh, no. *grin*
Sanada: .................Hn
Ryoma: *rests head in lap*
Sanada: *pets him gently*
Ryoma: I... *doesn't know what he wants to say, or what he should say*
Sanada: ......*looks at him and smiles*
Ryoma: Can I do something to make you feel better?
Sanada: I feel pretty good right now, though if you have something in mind, feel free.
Ryoma: We could watch a movie?
Sanada: That sounds good to me.
Ryoma: What kind of movie?
Sanada: Hn...how about something with explosions?
Ryoma: Cool. Die Hard?
Sanada: Sure.
Ryoma: *fiddles around at Sanada's computer for a bit* Here we go.
Sanada: *lets him do all the work--damn kids and their technology*
Ryoma: *wow Sanada, you sound like an old fart* *movie starts up* *watches, cuddled up close to Sanada*
Sanada: *holds him close and watches happily*