this is a [test] of the emergency broadcast system

[titansno]

TEST DRIVE MEME

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION, HOW FUN
> The most horribly kitschy Arts and Crafts Fair you can imagine.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.

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[sassymaru]

[Who the hell let Nick's partner take this guy to the mall. Seriously. In the list of BAD IDEAS this one might top it.]

[He stands just behind him, looking at the display with clear disdain. Though it's the same expression he wore when he saw what Tom was wearing today, too. So maybe it's just his default setting lately. Thank you Network.]

Always wanted a toy robot?

Surely there's something better.

[simplewolf]

[Tom's not sure what he's done to Yuji to make him look at him like that but he's not going to let it spoil a good day. In fact, it makes him want to fix whatever the problem is and see the man smile. Even just a little.]

Well yeah but--

[Yuji what are you saying.]

No, no see this is the best one of the lot. It's the leader and it shoots lasers and he's got blades in his hands so when he punches the aliens it does huge damage!

[sassymaru]

[He'd like to put you in a nice new set of clothes, but Nick told him he's not allowed to take Tom anywhere near the dressing rooms. Like Yuji can't control himself or something.]

[He just arches an eyebrow.]

Real robots don't shoot lasers. They speak bad English and drive motorcycles.

[simplewolf]

[Tom shoots Yuji a baffled, confused and somewhat disgruntled look.]

What kind of robots are you even talkin' about?

[Gosh, Yuji. Get with the program.]

[sassymaru]

Real ones.

[He grins, then, all mysterious and knowing-like. He's going to enjoy this while he can.]

[simplewolf]

[The smile is kind of unnerving, even if it's what Tom's been trying to get him to do all day.]

...Nooo, no see now I know you're pulling me leg.

[Tom laughs and points a finger at Yuji.]

[sassymaru]

If I were doing that, it would be a much better lie. And have a much better chance of getting your pants off.

[He shrugs, hands firmly on his hips, and all kinds of skepticism on his face.]

[At least he's being honest.]

[simplewolf]

[Tom lets his hand drop in favour of casually checking his pants are still well in place.]

M'sorry, Yuji, but these pants are staying right where they are no matter what you do.

[He folds his arms across his chest matter of factly.]

Robots or no robots.

this is the best flustered icon i have

[sassymaru]

[He actually winces. Visibly. His hands come up enough to drag down his face. Did he actually just.]

That was... I wasn't trying to... we're in the middle of a mall...

[And then he trails off, muttering in Japanese.]

/dead

[simplewolf]

Well!

[This is awkward. :|a]

I was just... making sure, you know?

[Right. So he's just gonna keep walking along now.]

So what's this about real robots?

[sassymaru]

[He waggles a finger.]

I'll have you know, just because I love men... doesn't mean I want to violate public decency laws.

[Why yes, he is purposefully making a scene. And strutting indignantly after Tom.]

I knew one.

[simplewolf]

[Tom chuckles.]

Having a pet Furby doesn't count, Yuji.

[sassymaru]

... Really? That's the best you can come up with? A furby.

[simplewolf]

What's wrong with that? I thought it was a good one.

[sassymaru]

Furbies are hideous abominations, that's what.

[simplewolf]

Hey now, I was just making a joke, Yuji. I wasn't meaning no offense of nothing.

[He kinda feels a little bad.]

[sassymaru]

... Darling, if I were offended, there would be a lot more people staring.

[He sounds totally flippant, but, he means it, at least. Seriously, he can throw a tantrum on a dime, if he's not on the clock.]

[simplewolf]

...Darling?

[It's been a while since anyone's called him that and Tom's really not sure what to make of it.]

Um, well. Okay then.

[sassymaru]

Oh come now, don't look so sad. I'm playing with you.

[simplewolf]

I'm not sad.

[He's just got a constant puppy face. Really.]

I'm just. I don't know, I don't like messing up like that.

[But have a smile, Yuji. He's happy if you are.]

So are you going to tell me about this robot friend or not?

[sassymaru]

Who said you messed up?

[He looks utterly baffled at the idea.]

I told you what I know. He was a robot, he spoke bad English.

[simplewolf]

It just feels like I'm saying all the wrong things.

[Yuji's confused. Tom's confused. Everyone's confused.]

Is that it?

[sassymaru]

If you really were saying the wrong things, you'd know. Trust me.

[He's strutting into a clothing store and you're coming with him, Tom, honey.]

That's all I remember for now, yes.

[simplewolf]

[And he's following without really paying any attention to where they're going. Tom stuffs his hands into his pockets.]

Well, alright then.

[And he's realizing where they are. Tom frowns.]

Are you looking for anything in particular, Yuji?

[sassymaru]

Yes, I'm looking for things in your size.

[He makes a vague gesture at Tom before sauntering his way to some nice, brightly colored, button-down shirts.]

Like these.