yogen | (closed) so if i break my face

( it's the moment komaeda walks out the preferred room that he was last in, he manages to catch the sight of someone hanging by a door on the other side of the hall, but he ignores them in favor of someone else. as he runs down, he waves one hand up in order to try and call back the attention of dito who appears to be grumbling his way along. he's probably too annoyed by what happened in there, but while he's upset, komaeda's pace starts to slow down as one hand drops down by his side. lily may is still in his grip with his organic arm so she isn't harmed, but he makes sure to keep a bit of distance between and dito as he's able to follow behind. )

Dito-kun... that sort of hope you showed, I'm curious... what made you stop? Ah... that shouldn't matter, because of what you did... bonds were able to thicken between them.

( he thinks of how nanami got in the way to protect legion despite an ultimate shouldn't do such a thing for untalented — he recalls the same thing saihara had done for natsume, and komaeda frowns slightly after. with a shake of his head, he manages to regain his bearings along with his feelings on the matter as he's able to toss them away— even if his luck had to play a part in this...

this is a sort of hope too.

well, he looks finally at his fingers now that he's in the light to notice the lubrication or... secretion... fluid that coats his fingers, and without a care does he rub them down the male's spine of his back to get his attention again. )

Are you listening?

[ Dito is very much making his way down the hall, kind of half dissociating and kind of half annoyed. It's really fucking annoying, and he stops at some point to look at the shit that's all over himself and his spear. He doesn't like it. Grimaces at it, even though he doesn't give a shit and actively enjoys being covered in blood and guts and the like.

This is completely different. Nothing he expected at all, and while he thinks Legion should die one-hundred times over for being so fucking foul, it's no fun at all to do it himself. Maybe Zero will do it. She's in the same club.

He feels like he's going to vomit or something, because this is so disgusting and he needs to wash himself off with the blood water or whatever it is now. At least that will make things better.

His brow twitches as he registers Komaeda's voice, but he is absolutely kind of ignoring him. Him and that weird hope talk he doesn't understand -- Dito grips his spear tighter and slowly exhales.

... At least, until he feels Komaeda wiping something down his back. It's not hard to figure out what it is, and Dito makes a full-body shudder in response before freezing for a second. God. His stomach turns, even though he ultimately ends up whipping around with a scowl. ]

-- Goddammit, what's your problem?

[ So gross. So gross.

It's half of what his mind is preoccupied with right now, but he's still got plenty of fire in him to get pissed at Komaeda as per usual. ]

It was a wonderful display between you and Legion, but Nanami-san wasn't fond of it... the bonds shared by two in heated conflict brings them together normally.

( that only works if they're friends from the start which komaeda has already accounted for as in — his brain decides that them being in close breathing distance is enough. in a way, now dito and legion are aware of one another even more, they have something to look back on in regards to how their relationship was constructed. for the most part, he's proud of what he's seen despite everyone appearing to be a little stressed out from the altercation — dito blueballed, legion bleeding out (which komaeda's curious on the survival rate), nanami bothered by how far things went, but she wouldn't be able to understand how life changing this will be for them! )

However, I don't have a problem... It was a rather messy situation you were in.

( lily may murrs before kicking komaeda in his stomach to jump out of his grasp, and without a care does her little feet walk past dito. she was tricked yet again when it comes to food. )

[ Dito's shoulders tense for a second, and he huffs a frustrated breath through his nose before he narrows his eyes at Komaeda. ]

You on something? There wasn't anything "wonderful" about any of that! Hell, I'm kind of pissed I didn't even get any bloodshed out of it...

[ Well... Except for one thing.

Dito wrinkles his nose again, noticing how sore it feels before licking at his thumb nonchalantly, wiping at his upper lip again to get more of the blood that was drying off and into his direct line of sight again.

He eyes it, half-chuckling quietly to himself as he sees it again. He really did get his face busted, huh...

He sighs quietly, his grip on his spear still tight as he ignores the cat walking past him and finally responds to Komaeda's comment about his "messy situation". ]

You think? Now I'm covered in all this...eugh...

[ What even is this!!

He lifts his gaze to stare down Komaeda in front of him at this point, expression unimpressed and yet exasperated altogether. ]

You did that thing again, didn't you?

( what he's covered in is nothing but oil, or whatever robots like legion run on, and as much as komaeda could tease him about it — he instead opts out to leave him in that state than explaining. the fluid appears disgusting, and what they don't know is how toxic is it to their body, but what they don't know won't hurt them, probably. if they wake up with a few bruises or rashes from the residue, then they know who to go to and ask about it. )

There's a bathroom on both ends of the hall if that's your main concern.

( as he continues walking forward, his eyes don't leave from the substance over dito's body, instead, he just stares like it's his mission to make him uncomfortable. or just to remind dito that it's still there, that it hasn't gone away, and it just so plainly visible that anyone would have trouble looking somewhere else. komaeda's fine in that area because he doesn't care, but it makes him wonder what would have happened if legion's blood had been an entirely different color.

would dito have carried on despite nanami getting in the way, would the whole class have suffered, or perhaps... they would have fought against one another to produce a stronger hope. that's living in his mind until he's questioning about the unknown phenomenon that happened within the room, and there's a slight frown, and his eyes look off to the side. he's not proud of it, nor is he happy that it even happened... it's a little unfortunate, but not as bad as it was last time it happened. )

That thing... if you mean being lucky, unfortunately yes...

( a boring talent for a just as boring student within yogen, it checks out, and at the end it really didn't do much aside from break a measly light, and a tile. )

Is a boring talent like that really noticeable...?

[ You know what, Dito doesn't like that. He would probably try to shove Komaeda's face aside if he were...taller...but he's not, so he's just going to brush past Komaeda and his stare as he makes a start for the closer bathroom at the end of the hall.

He sheathes his spear, even though he doesn't really want to, since he thinks he'd love to try stabbing Komaeda again or something. But he can't exactly wash himself off or anything if he has it out, so. Whatever.

Maybe getting covered in blood might make this more tolerable than washing off, though.

He scoffs at Komaeda's comment. What is this self-degrading shit he's always on... It's kind of gross, and it makes him think about Decadus or something. Ew. ]

Yeah, it's kinda noticeable when a bunch of weird shit happens around you all the time, dumbass.

[ "Lucky"...is that what he calls it? Dito rolls his eyes, turning the handle and pushing against the bathroom door almost impatiently with his cum-stained hands here. ]

You can ignore it.

( because komaeda's not too excited about his talent anyway, and with a frown, he can brush it off — now whether dito will do the same is up in the air, he's a little stupid, and he acts first thinks later. it shouldn't be that hard to change the conversation to something else.

as they walk into the bathroom, komaeda takes his place:

lowkey not fixing the image size because i'm cracking up, but he stands right there. )

If you come here, I can help you get it out of your hair... before it sticks.

I fucking wish I could ignore it.

[ He grumbles, moving toward the nearest sink before he sees...Komaeda at the nearest stall.

Oh, hell no. ]

You're kidding, right? You gonna use toilet water or something? No thanks.

[ GOD........... He's got this himself. He twists on one of the sink levers at full blast, letting the water warm up as he scowls in the mirror.

-- And glances at Komaeda from it, wondering what the fuck he's even doing. ]

Huh? No, I wanted you to sit right here...

( he'll take a few steps back into the stall, but dito can probably see komaeda in the mirror as he looks a little saddened by the idea of putting his hand in pee water.

he stares at the bathroom toilet, pushing the seat down so dito can properly sit there if he decides to come over.

i can'ttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. )

You aren't afraid are you... I may be another guy, but I won't do anything to you... so we can share the same stall.

( he's waiting. )

[ Dito's just going to flat out ignore Komaeda for a few seconds, cupping his hands beneath the running blood water (fine, cool, whatever to Dito -- he actively gets a little excited seeing the pink tint in it) to splash off the white...whatever-it-is off of his face.

He scrubs at his arms for a second too, then dabs at his own clothing. Ugh. Disgusting...

Speaking of disgusting, his eyes narrow as he stares at Komaeda from the mirror he's in front of, wondering what the fuck the other is doing and why. Why is he such a freaking weirdo.

Dito splashes his face once more, pushing his bangs back before he abruptly turns off the blood water. Although he feels better already just by virtue of having blood water drip down his face a bit right now.

He also feels like his eyes are preemptively going to roll back into his head, but he turns around anyway, leaning back against the sink counter and resting his elbows on them as he stares almost boredly at Komaeda right now. ]

Only thing I'm afraid of is that bullshit luck of yours.

[ He doesn't trust this, okay!!!

Is Komaeda just gonna hang out in that stall... Dito's staring him down. ]

( while dito's cleaning himself with the water blood — which doesn't it look like water now since he's in one of the high classes? i checked, but we're going to say komaeda's luck made the water look good for his well-being as the other indulges, and komaeda will instead face the stall as he proceeds to mess with the belt of his pants. from all that jumping around in the classroom, he should at least fix himself back up, but he knows better than to do it in front of someone who can see...

so he remains polite with his back facing towards dito as he hangs back against the sink. )

It's not really as bad as you make it out to be...

( as he unzips his pants, he's staring down the toilet to see if there's anything out the ordinary inside, but there's not much as he looks at the seat next to him. two people can fit inside, and komaeda can be more than enough help for dito if he allows him... one organic hand, one metallic, they shouldn't have any trouble cleaning his hair. )

Are you sure you don't want to come in...? There's plenty of room...

[ Thx for checking the water blood detail I didn't care enough to do that obv. <3 Dito's brows furrow further as Komaeda does...whatever the fuck he's doing. He doesn't like this. ]

No, asshole. I don't wanna "come" "in".

[ He's just saying. ]

Last thing I wanna see is you pissing or whatever.

[ At least Komaeda's metal hand that's presumably on his cock right now isn't even notable or weird to him. Zero has the same thing, after all. ]

[well, Joshua's been kind of watching the cum-blood saga for a while. it's very interesting, but it's not like he can hide for that much longer when they duck into the bathroom. not like he's hiding, per se, but he's just trying to see what the fuck is up with Dito more or less.

and his twin is involved too, so he's also automatically interested.

Dito may or may not notice Joshua come in -- if he doesn't, he might just look behind him to see Josh sitting on the counter. he made as little noise as possible coming in, but as he crosses his legs and looks at the two, he tilts his head.]

Well, well, someone made a mess of Dito, did they...?

[is that supposed to be an innuendo or what]

He just wants to help, what's the worst that could happen?

[this is terrible already]

( josh about to be dito's 33rd reason.

promise anyone that komaeda doesn't have his dick out, and is just fixing his pants, because it'd be godawful ugly if he just turned around immediately with it all hanging out when hearing joshua's voice — luckily, it's not hanging when he does. he cants his head to the side, looking from out the stall to find where the other is, and once he notices him — )

Ah, you found us... ( he manages a smile as he looks towards dito, he's too high-strung, but he seems to be getting a little better after cleaning himself off with the water. ) Legion did. ( he sounds proud of it as a hand rests on his hip, and the other arm raises up in that really gay posture, but his other hand flat than pointing. )

It got all over Dito-kun's face, I'm unsure if it got in his mouth... ( hopefully it didn't... ) I think he would have spit it out had that been the case... isn't that right? ( blinks innocently at dito... you know how this goes! rule of thumb when there's cum: spit, spit, spat, be a good brat. )

[ Well, that's certainly not alarming. Except it is, so Dito whips around only to suddenly notice that Joshua is way too close right behind him on goddamn sinks.

When did he get there, even?! ]

Who the hell--

[ Dito starts, brow knitting in an almost perplexed way. He doesn't really recognize Joshua, because he's never met the other in-person. Just spoken to him on the network a few times.

... But then his attention turns toward Komaeda again, considering Komaeda just starts not shutting up again. ]

I'm gonna hurl if you keep talking like that...

[ He groans in irritation, lifting a hand up to card through his fringe with his fingers as he presses the heel of his palm against his temple. This is very headache inducing, okay. ]

[Dito vs two white hairs who won't shut up...what will they do???

anyway. it just makes Joshua even more intrigued and interested in the situation, honestly. he doesn't get off of his small-ass perch, because he feels like they'll just confuse Dito even more if they're on opposite ends of each other.]

You can call me Joshua. I think we've spoken over text before?

[he doesn't really think, he knows, but sometimes he likes to pretend that he doesn't know more than he does.]

The fact that he hasn't washed it all the way off...I don't suppose you like it on you, do you? Poor Dito, to have such interesting indulgences...

( that sounds unfortunate coming from the other, and komaeda hums in thought given the great amount of hope dito had offered awhile ago... he deserves a reward, and an ultimate like komaeda is willing to give it. )

Do you need help?

( he looks towards dito after fixing his pants properly, they're no longer going to drop down his waist if he decides to jump around again. turning properly towards the other, he holds up his mechanical hand to emphasize what he'll be using to help. the machine whirrs lightly with every "joint" moving that's part of it, and he points at his own mouth for reference. )

If you open up, I can stick them inside, if Kiryu-kun wants, he can too, I'm sure you're more than capable of taking us both.

( well, joshua may not be that into sticking his fingers in dito's mouth to help him throe up, but komaeda has no qualms. he's more on the dirtier scale of getting things done, and the other looks like he's not the type unless he needs to — dito, however, just a slut pig rolling in filth. )

[ jesus christ

Dito's brow furrows more and he defensively takes a step back, accidentally bumping back into the sinks where Joshua is. Which causes him to jolt momentarily, and he turns his head back toward Joshua again momentarily as if to ascertain who he just bumped into, even if he already knows.

God, he really doesn't like anything that's going on right now. His nearest hand moves down to grip tight on his spear again at his waist, and he scowls. ]

The fuck are you talking about?!

[ His knuckles turn white from how hard he's gripping his weapon now. ]

How about I stick my spear inside you instead?

[ That sounds more fun. ]

[. . .

Joshua holds his hands up a bit, as if to try to hold back Dito. but what comes out of his mouth might actually do the opposite here...]

Now that's a little more than most of us would be able to take, I would think.

[please run the spear through him,]

Don't be so concerned about our comments...one would think you'd be trying to suppress something if you become too stubborn.

( he notices a lot, mostly the way dito holds onto their spear for dear life because he's about to fucking fight for it — with komaeda's hands also raised up, he laughs softly. )

Don't worry, I've taken something around this size.

( when he killed himself in chapter five, but he doesn't have to explain all that. instead, he'll walk over to dito, but not touch him because we all know what happens when you touch a guinea pig on their ass, they just start hopping. )

Kiryu-kun, your timing is impeccable, ( he sighs wistfully, proud about that ) to witness Dito-kun so full, practically leaking... I am really glad I can share this experience with you.

(closed) so if i break my face

YOGEN BRANCH B

NOT OUR BRANCH B

THINKIN BOUT BRANCH A IS WHERE LEGION GETS HEALED

THINKIN HOW IM SICK THINKIN BOUT THAT

ME THINKING ABOUT HOW U DIDNT TURN INTO A PIGEON THSI ROUTE

NOT HIM IN HIS BIRD ERA... BOUTTA FLAP OUT

STOP NOT HIM BOUTTA FLAP OUT the bleating

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how you wish u could ignore the bathroom pic

oh im gonna hate crime u so bad

STOP THERES NOTHING U CAN DO

DONT LIKE THIS

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