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[soulbondee]

Oi, this is Yuma! Er, this is not Yuma! I mean, this is a recital 'cos I'm not Yuma-- I mean--

Just leave a message, alright?!

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[baited]

Maybe you wouldn't have to. Orcas are hunters too.

[soulbondee]

[still holding the plush, he gives shark a curious, quirked eyebrow. go on...]

[baited]

They eat seals and tear them to pieces. They're not exactly cute.

[soulbondee]

[... from the look of confusion on his face, he's obviously not thinking of the right kind of seals.

sorry shark.]

[baited]

...

[okay how is he not getting this]

The point is that if I can't beat it, you definitely can't.

[soulbondee]

I totally could! [crossing his arms, orca plush getting hugged in the process.] I could take a whole pod by myself if I wanted to!

[baited]

Yuma.

You're not threatening at all.

[soulbondee]

Shut up! I totally could.

[baited]

[sigh.]

Then take this one.

[soulbondee]

[for a moment, he looks pleased by this -- he won! -- but it shifts back out to his usual demeanor.]

Hey, wait a second! You jerk!

[baited]

[as innocently as possible
which is not actually that innocent]

What?

[soulbondee]

[gesturing again with the toy.]

You're tryin' to trick me into taking your whale!

[baited]

That was why you were here in the first place.

[soulbondee]

But then you were gonna keep 'em!

[baited]

I never said that.

[soulbondee]

You didn't have to say it!

[baited]

Will you just take it? You're clinging to it already.

[soulbondee]

[so he is. he rolls back his shoulders and tries to look more...

well

less yuma, really.]

Fine. Maybe I will!

[baited]

[raises his eyebrows, because... yuma you're really
not
never mind]

Good.

[soulbondee]

Good.

[he is a piece of work, that's for sure.

god shark you get dragged to a different continent in a different time period in another dimension and you still have to put up with this jerk.

your luck.

but with 'does this even count as fighting' out of the way, yuma manages to look a little less high-strung and a little more observant.]

Hey, Shark...

[baited]

[it sure is his luck

at least he kind of likes this jerk. let's face it, there would have been worse familiar people to be stuck with
really]

What?

one of these days we will actually use the logs comm

[soulbondee]

[and at least one of them has already been here. whoops.

yuma leans back against one of the walls, glancing briefly at the bare state of the apartment. of course it's not as cluttered with stuff as his -- yuma has roommates and animals, and has been stuck here for close to a year now -- but the bareness is disconcerting. glances back to shark.]

You're doing okay, right?

we could do that

[baited]

[a small mercy

shark kind of rakes his eyes around the room, the only real personal items to be seen being his helmet and goggles
time for honesty? yes.]

"Okay" isn't really a good word for this.

some day...

[soulbondee]

It's not. [his shoulders sag a little, and that serious look seems to be there to stay.

he's watching shark with those TALK TO ME eyes, which probably still look weird for the cuts around his eyes. they look better now than that first day, but still...]

eventually

[baited]

I just can't get used to the idea of living here. This is a place to sleep, but I don't really stay here during the day.