Good. [ Because at this rate Koujaku’s dragging the entire carnival to the hospital for all the near-misses he’s gone through so far. He runs a hand through his own hair—less to check for the damages he already knows is there, and more to just…calm himself down a little.
Everything will be all right. And maybe Larry’s fairly upbeat attitude’s making Koujaku feel a smidge better as well. The Butz may smell but that may not entirely be a bad thing. ]
Ha. [ It would feel so good to just laugh it all away right now. ]
That was some crazy shit back there, huh? It was pretty unbelievable. [ More like he doesn’t want to believe it outright, but you know. ]
[He can either lighten the mood or drag it down, it all depends! Right now, the former feels more appropriate for him, especially now that Koujaku seems to have lightened up himself.]
Yeeeah. I uh, just got here, and when I found out this place was high tech I was really excited about it. I mean, the place looks so futuristic it's like it's straight out of a sci-fi novel!
[Just saying it gets him pumped again, but it quickly leads to a sigh as he finishes up his snowcone.]
So lemme tell you, killer Santas was not what I expected or wanted. I hope this place isn't all...that.
[ A sci-fi novel, huh. That’s not actually far from the truth since everything’s a lot more sophisticated here than back in his futuristic little homeworld. But that’s presumably years and lightyears away from them at the moment.
He sighs. ]
No, it isn’t all that. [ Thankfully. ] I’ve been here a while and…
[ He thinks about this. Not a lot of people have actually seen fit to warn him about CERES’s many projects—and hell, he’s not entirely sure if CERES is even at fault here.
Not that he isn’t quick to blame huge faceless corporations since that’s what’s making his life a lot shittier back at home, but hey. He’s never known these huge faceless corporations to take on a weirdly supernatural cast before. ]
It’s the little things. They take you by surprise.
Oh really? Well I'm really glad I ran into you! Or really, you kinda ran into me... But anyway, it's good to talk to someone who knows what's going on, you know?
[It helps him get an insight past his own first impressions of the colony. Koujaku's words definitely calm him a bit- he's glad that there seems to be hope of some normalcy.]
Hm. [ Koujaku thinks about this. Examples, examples…
There's that little ding of a light bulb paper lantern flashing inside Koujaku's head as he recalls all the weird shit he'd run into since arriving here.
Which is comparatively little considering that he's been here for about a month or so, but it's easy to lose track of time in such a strange place. He sympathizes with Larry mightily. ]
Y'know, I can't tell if they're holograms or what, but I've run into this weird girl who turned her face into a drill and tried to kill me once.
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Good. [ Because at this rate Koujaku’s dragging the entire carnival to the hospital for all the near-misses he’s gone through so far. He runs a hand through his own hair—less to check for the damages he already knows is there, and more to just…calm himself down a little.
Everything will be all right. And maybe Larry’s fairly upbeat attitude’s making Koujaku feel a smidge better as well. The Butz may smell but that may not entirely be a bad thing. ]
Ha. [ It would feel so good to just laugh it all away right now. ]
That was some crazy shit back there, huh? It was pretty unbelievable. [ More like he doesn’t want to believe it outright, but you know. ]
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[He can either lighten the mood or drag it down, it all depends! Right now, the former feels more appropriate for him, especially now that Koujaku seems to have lightened up himself.]
Yeeeah. I uh, just got here, and when I found out this place was high tech I was really excited about it. I mean, the place looks so futuristic it's like it's straight out of a sci-fi novel!
[Just saying it gets him pumped again, but it quickly leads to a sigh as he finishes up his snowcone.]
So lemme tell you, killer Santas was not what I expected or wanted. I hope this place isn't all...that.
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He sighs. ]
No, it isn’t all that. [ Thankfully. ] I’ve been here a while and…
[ He thinks about this. Not a lot of people have actually seen fit to warn him about CERES’s many projects—and hell, he’s not entirely sure if CERES is even at fault here.
Not that he isn’t quick to blame huge faceless corporations since that’s what’s making his life a lot shittier back at home, but hey. He’s never known these huge faceless corporations to take on a weirdly supernatural cast before. ]
It’s the little things. They take you by surprise.
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[It helps him get an insight past his own first impressions of the colony. Koujaku's words definitely calm him a bit- he's glad that there seems to be hope of some normalcy.]
D'you have any examples?
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There's that little ding of a
light bulbpaper lantern flashing inside Koujaku's head as he recalls all the weird shit he'd run into since arriving here.Which is comparatively little considering that he's been here for about a month or so, but it's easy to lose track of time in such a strange place. He sympathizes with Larry mightily. ]
Y'know, I can't tell if they're holograms or what, but I've run into this weird girl who turned her face into a drill and tried to kill me once.
[ When a hot girl tries to kill you, man… ]
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You know, Larry was expecting a variety of things along the lines of other sci-fi horrors like killer robots and aliens, but this.
This is...]
I-I'm sorry, she what?
[Short and sweet yes, but...what does he even say to this?]
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Tried to… [ Shaking his head. ]
Never mind. Just get someone to watch your back. 'Specially in nightclubs. [ Because that bonus round. It can get to a guy. ]
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But he'll humor Koujaku and just roll with it. Avoid the creepy drill face girls, got it.]
R-Right. Um. I do got a friend from home here so maybe I'll stick around him when I'm out.
[Phoenix isn't really the portrait of intimidating for possible threats, but...it's still better to be with someone than to be alone.]
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Sounds like a good idea. [ This way, Phoenix can sue them for damages. Larry won't even have to take the trouble of staying alive, then! ]
Uh, by the way… [ He's desperate to talk about something saner, can you tell. ]
I'm still pretty worried about your hair, so uh [ how should he put this ] 'guess you wanna hide it under a hat or something?
[ Until it grows back, anyway. ]
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Oh, riiiight...
[He got caught up in the danger talk so he...kinda forgot about the state of his hair for a minute.
He moves a hand up to brush through the choppy parts, wincing as he does so. Not in physical pain, but...look, he really cares about his hair, okay?]
I guess I should...at least until I can get it cut to look presentable.
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Or in dire need of a perm, in any case. ]
Yeah, man. I can fix it up for ya when you’re ready. [ And when he’s got his tools on hand.
Also Larry will need time to mourn his hairdo. He gets it. We hardly knew ye, Larry’s hair. ]
Just holler if you see me on the streets. [ Because he cuts hair in the middle of the streets. That’s a thing. ]