gigadevilbreaker | Imeeji

Sure. No kill like overkill.

[He could keep going with some kind of cocky quip, but honestly? He's just relieved Jason liked it.]

Glad you approve.

[hm. there's a half laugh there.

what are they doing.]

No problem.

[There's a brief pause he as considers...]

...Could be a regular thing, y'know. Hauling all the paint here and spraying up the whole piece is gonna take a few sessions.

[it's his turn to pause-- this time with a bite of burger to hide the pause.]

Could be, yeah.

[he doesn't want to point out the obvious: griffin doesn't need him to show him where it is anymore.]

[Griffin also chews, but the obvious hitch in the plan swung in the other direction for him.]

...If it's not boring for you, I mean?

[he looks back at him, raising his eyebrows.]

Nah.

Next time I can just bring a book.

[Griffin's eyes brighten again, and he looks over at Jason in an unveiled moment of awe.]

...Oh, right.

[You're amazing]

[HE 100% DOESN'T GET WHY. but also he is very much a 'fake it until you make it' kind of guy, so he doesn't let his expression falter here.]

Isn't that what you were teasing me about earlier?

[Griffin waves it off with an awkward laugh]

If I had to keep track of all the things I tease you about, I'd never get anything done.

[look, he's fine. he doesn't need to know the answer to why he got that look.

maybe it's better he doesn't ask too much.]

Sure.

[he will definitely... quietly finish that second burger-- definitely full.]

[Griffin's quiet for a while as he eats, chewing slower than usual. When he does finally finish, after Jason - and also way too full - he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and glances away]

...Thanks.

For what?

[He shrugs a little, trying to stay casual, even as he sneaks a peek back at Jason from the corner of his eye]

...This was fun. I liked it - spendin' time with you.

[he considers for a longer moment, trying to weigh what to say. the words 'romantic' ring in his head from earlier, and he glances to the side, mostly to obscure his expression.]

It... wasn't bad, yeah. I like climbing up here.

[he pauses and runs a hand through his hair, and then glances back at griffin, a smirk on his face, that doesn't quite meet his eyes.]

Just glad you could keep up with me.

[He studies Jason's face for a moment, that mask in the form of a smirk. That wasn't an expression for him, he had to remind himself. It was for everyone else.

At least, he was pretty sure. This was still kind of counter-intuitive to him.

And he still wanted to be sure.]

...You wanna head back?

Yeah. I think we're about done here.

[he considers for a minute, looking at the motorcycle.]

So, we taking that?

Yeah. Gimme a sec.

[Intermission as a Griffin and his Feint ungracefully push a motorcycle out of a van.]

[... he could help.

but this is too entertaining.]

... You didn't have a ramp?

We have a lot of swords!

[Look maybe buster swords don't make the best makeshift ramp, but,,]

What happens if you slice your tires?

[get a real ramp, bro.]

It's fine, they're not sharp.

[Blunt slabs of steel, that's all. Anyway, he finally manages to push the bike, tires unharmed, onto the ground. Griffin huffs from the effort, and nods at the Feint to clean up and drive the van back himself.]

[he just gives a mild clap of approval.]

Good job.

[he’s an asshole. He knows.]

[Laughs a little, half in disbelief and half in fondness at the assholery]

Just get your ass on the bike.

Don’t need to tell me twice.

[he is definitely .... going to get on the fucking motorcycle]

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202

Re: 202