[IC post-trauma post]

[playingdoctor]

[....from Umeda's office, where the door is closed for once, comes the sound of Blade Runner.]


((OOC: Everyone and their mother, including Akiha and Io, have dropped in this last little while; Umeda's indulging in his comfort movie. *g* Anyone can feel free to jump this post to catch the movie with him or harass him after it to cheer him up; this post isn't for anyone specific -- I just didn't think I could manage a main-comm post that might hit a few thousand again, but anyone's still free to come and bug Umeda. Got an appointment? Meant to return something to him? Heard about the drops? Come by and say hi.))

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[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

......... I. Whh. --NO.

[playingdoctor]

Okay, mind if I make myself a cup?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

[goddd hides in his hat]

Knock yourself out.

[playingdoctor]

[makes coffee!] Anything you want while I'm up?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

Dignity O WAIT I wouldn't know what to do with that

Hot chocolate.

[playingdoctor]

Okay.

[mixes it, then comes back a few minutes later, putting a mug down in front of Kazu.]

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

[sighs and takes it]

Okay you don't have to give me advice.

[playingdoctor]

Nah, I don't have to. Still, you wanna talk about it?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

No, I mean. I get it already, I'm fine with it. There's no big internal THIS ISN'T OKAY or anything, that's stupid.

[playingdoctor]

Uh-huh?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

Yes. So.

Fuck, I can't believe that just happened under my nose.

[playingdoctor]

Nah, I was just keeping my eyes and ears open.

And, you know, it's just that the bit with worrying about changing and realizing things sounded kinda like you weren't totally okay with it.

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

I think you have some evil mind-reading device in your brain.

. . .I don't want people to FIND OUT, though I guess some people know already anyway. But as far as me goes, I'm over it.

[playingdoctor]

Man, that'd be awesome.

Why don't you want people to find out?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

I don't wanna bother with it? It's not like it matters.

[playingdoctor]

That the truth?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

Why would I lie? You'd just PSYCHICALLY GET THE ANSWER.

[playingdoctor]

Okay, then psychically I think you're embarrassed and a bit scared, but saying that takes away your macho man points so you'd rather just act like you're TOTALLY COOL with it as long as NOBODY KNOWS despite the fact you're totally uncertain because you thought you were normal and then all these men were attractive at you and you sort of like that but at the same time holy shit that feels totally unnecessary, so you're gonna work hard to be a normal teammate and a normal thug and a normal teenage boy, where normal means "pretending to be straight" and as long as nobody notices your zen isn't harshed.

I forgot to ask if you like marshmallows in your hot chocolate.

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

. . . . . . . . .

Wait - shit - wait! STOP GLEANING SHIT FROM ME, LISTEN!

[playingdoctor]

Uh-huh?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

I - it's not like I didn't freak out a little at first, okay? But I'm not worried about points or anything like that, and I don't care about pretending to be straight! It's not that complicated, all right? It'd just be a headache if someone found out.

[playingdoctor]

Someone in particular or people in general?

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

Why would it be someone in particular?

[playingdoctor]

You said someone, not anyone. I wasn't sure if it was just random phrasing, or, you know, deep psychological freudian slip.

[thebackburner.livejournal.com]

I DON'T HAVE ANY DEEP PSYCHOLOGICAL FUNCTIONS.