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[The sound starts before anything can be seen clearly in the video, the screen partially blocked by the fingers holding the device. There's yelling. Lots of it in fact, and very creative insults.]
Let me go you rust bucket! I’m gonna shove your pistons up your fuel port when I get free! Frigging rusting Imp clanker!
I told you, you smell.
[Kay’s voice is that of a parent who had this argument too many times to count before and has reached the point of giving fucks in negative digits. There's more yelling, some frantic noise and then the sound of water splashing followed by an angry shriek.
The screen shifts until Kay comes to view. He's covered head to toe in different colorful graffiti. Anarchist slogans, symbols, crude caricatures, complaints against the Republic and Empire, and bright stains are scattered all over his black frame.
He's in the bathroom of his shared house with Cassian, who had been turned a kid after eating one of these strange eggs. Next to him, inside the bathtub and still fully clothed, teenage Cassian is still yelling at him and even throwing the occasional shampoo bottle at his head. The droid pays him no mind.]
Does anybody know how to wash off spraypaint from durasteel?
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I said I'll wash them not throw them away. And fine, I trust that you can finish by yourself but try not to break anything.
[Kay grabs Cassian's boots next but he lets the kid to deal with the pants on his own. He can clean those later.]
As you have already heard, Hera is coming over to help while I go out to get cleaned off. I'll get some take out on my way back. You need to be nice to her, she's expecting a baby so don't throw things at her.
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I won't. I'm not going to risk hurting her baby.
[ Not promising to be nice, he can't do that, but he figures he can promise not to risk her getting hurt. After all, he's throwing a childish tantrum out of sheer spite, he isn't actually that childish. ]
...even if I think it's dumb and I don't need a babysitter.
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[Good enough for Kay, he knows he can't ask much of Cassian in this state. He gives Miri and Bespin a soft whistle and they pay attention to him.] Let's let him finish on his own, girls. I have some berries for you two.
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He's going to actually be good and finish cleaning up (and then stay a little longer in the bathroom both to hide, and to poke around.)
By the time he leaves his bathroom refuge, he will be dressed in the soft flannel pajamas and at least not have the looks of a wild child anymore. (He will have acquired some razor blades, as well hidden as he can - never turn down free weapons.) ]
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The door rings just as he's finished handing out berries -to everyone, so the other Pokemon didn't complain- and he welcomes in Hera. Kay doesn't want to stress her over so he promises to be back home as soon as he can. Going back to Nova is the last thing he wants to do but they have the cleaning supplies he needs. Once there, he finds a droid shop that helps him scrub the paint off os him in less than an hour.
He picks up take-out food on his way back home, noodles, pizza, ice-cream...they're not the healthiest of foods but he doesn't want to have to fight more with Cassian today. He's relieved to find the house still in one place and thanks Hera for the help before leaving the food in the kitchen. There's hope that the good smell alone might attract unruly children.]
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There's Bahryn on his shoulder, a faithful companion now as she was to his older self, apparently, and he's cradling Fest in his arms. Unlike his older self, this Cassian happens to adore the cat, absolutely convinced that she is cute, and blithely ignorant to her viciousness. ]
You did bring pizza. I didn't think you would.
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Now, that's a miracle...Uh. Yes of course I brought food. I promise I would, no? Just don't eat it all in one go, you might get sick.
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[ He shifts Fest to one arm so he can poke around the takeout bags, finally placing the ice cream and noodles on top of the pizza box so he can carry them all to the living room - quite the balancing act since he's still got the pachirisu and cat clinging to him. ]
I was good for Hera, you know. I behaved myself.
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Glad to hear. Then you can have ice cream as dessert. Have you met the Vanillite yet? Hoth can make it snow.
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[ His eyes are wide in wonder. He curls up on the couch, Fest on his lap and Bahryn cuddled against his chest, and reaches for a slice of pizza. Totally not sneakily feeding the pokemon little pieces of toppings. ]
Think we could have the garden covered in snow? That would be neat. It's too warm here, you don't even need a proper jacket.
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Yes, really. And the garden sounds fine, just be careful not to annoy the fairies. By warm you mean, the temperature is above zero.
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What are fairies? Are these more pets of yours? You really have way too many, you know, you have a serious problem.
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No....well, ye we have a lot of pets but to be honest, most of them are yours. Fairies aren't pokemon, they're magic creatures, like spirits. We helped them int he past and now they fix our garden and leave us fish in the front door.
[That sounded better in his head.]
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[ Says the kid who once again feeds another piece of tuna to the cat - who relishes in licking sauce from his fingers - and then plucks an olive from the pizza with these fingers. ]
Tell me more about old me?
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[Ugh...as long as no one gets sick from that, Kay supposes is acceptable. Bt he's not kissing Cassian once he's back to normal until he takes a bath and brushes his teeth.]
You cook terribly, it's a tragedy, but you do try. You look very good in suits even if you never wear them, you're very fond of your leather jackets and your parkas. You also have great aim with a blaster rifle is very se---very impressive.
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The boy Cassian, clueless as he is, just bops his head and hums in acknowledgment. ]
That's too bad about the cooking, guess we're stuck eating pizza all the time, huh? [ Not that he thinks that is a bad thing, necessarily. ] And chilaquiles. If they make chilaquiles here, I tried to buy them in Nova City and nobody knew what it is. [ He's still pouting a little bit about that, really. How rude! ]
But I'm really good with a blaster now already! I'm the best marksman in my cell!
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mostly, you know that! Deep down you do.]Yes. Also sushi and noodles. Maybe here in Attleton someone will know how to make those. If not, you can give me a list of the ingredients and I'll get them. Then we can try to cook them.
[Hopefully without burning anything down.]
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[ Even if he's a little disappointed that Kay didn't ask for a blaster demonstration instead. He's really good with one, for real! ]
Or we could cook something for your pokemon. Do they have a favorite food?
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Most love berried but in reality they would eat almost anything. I saw the Duosion eat a pillow once. He coughed it up 2 hours later.
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[ He gives the pokemon on the couch a thoughtful look. ]
Maybe we should just stick to the berries.
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[Let's go with that. One day they really need to help evolve the poor thing.]
Berries didn't need to be cooked. Unless you want to bake them a cake?
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[ He gives the pokemon another look and the Pachirisu peers at him, obviously noticing the attention on her, and curls up a little tighter - and then she starts cleaning herself. Prime cute. Devastating cute. ]
Yes! I mean, yes, they deserve a cake. Berry cake can't be that hard to make.
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I'll look if there's any recipe in your cooking books, you can finish eating first. But stop feeding the cat, she will get demanding later.
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[ And since he is a little
rebelanarchist, he plucks another piece of tuna from the pizza and feeds it to Fest, who smugly devours it and rewards him by licking his fingers. And Cassian just looks at Kay - whatcha gonna do about that, huh?! ]no subject
[If Kay could narrow his optics, he would. He takes a step forward, looms over Cassian....and picks up Fest, ignoring the cats mewling in protest.]