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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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. ]