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[greatestcool]

[Ryuunosuke kind of hates work. He doesn't mind the stealing or the Pokémon training, but he does mind having to wait tables in the game corner. It isn't a difficult job and most of the time he's as cheery as usual despite his distaste for the job. What he really hates is the downtime. When he's not working with customers, he's at a loss for what to do. Sometimes he thinks about which customers would make for the most fascinating sculptures, but the majority of the time he's stuck sweeping areas of the floor and hating literally everything his life has become.

Who would have imagined he'd be here, dressed in one of those snazzy uniforms all the game corner employees wear (with leopard-print shoes; he's been scolded numerous times for them not meeting regulation, but it's not like he cares), looking bored out of his mind? He certainly wouldn't have, but then again he's never really held a real job for any length of time. One might even say that he's grown up during his time here in Johto, but that would be a horrible mistake. He's only here for the money, after all. It's not like he's really matured any.

Once he's sure his manager isn't looking, Ryuunosuke fishes his 'Gear out of his pocket and begins to flip through the recent network posts. That's also not allowed, but it's not like he cares about that. Worst case scenario, he'll get fired and he'll get a job at the Pokémon Center or something.]

Comments

[preybeforemeals]

[...

honey

he's pretty sure that

that isn't

how you

anything...

...

AGAIN, WHO CARES]

Excellent, excellent - let's, then!

[My god, he's just going to follow you wherever the hell you want to go, you realize.]

[greatestcool]

[THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T TALK TO RYUUNOSUKE

...EVER, TBH

Anyway, he's just going to head in the direction of the closest park!]

You wouldn't believe how dull it can get there! It's the Game Corner, you think there's be interesting people addicted to gambling in there all day, every day but no, we normally get a lot of normal people and it's kind of sad. I'd rather see the odd ones, you know?

[Are you talking about yourself?]

[preybeforemeals]

[Parks are perfectly fine; decent for watching people, for one thing.

That said, he sort of smiles a bit at that statement, though the expression is a little vague.]

And what do you consider odd, Uryuu-san?

[greatestcool]

Well... like... I guess maybe that's not the best way to word it. I guess I mean people who do or say interesting things? As opposed to the usual polite customers with really stereotypical drink orders and things like that.

[He frowns. He's not doing a very good job explaining it, is he?]

I guess I'm just looking for things that are different.

[preybeforemeals]

[Come sit on this bench, Ryuunosuke, we may be here for a while.]

People like you, then?

[Not that he thinks that's a bad thing, mind.]

[greatestcool]

[Sure thing, he'll sprawl out on his side of the bench, reaching up to mess with the flowers again, though he's not pulling them out.]

Yeah! As they're interesting people, I'm perfectly fine with them! It's the normal, boring people who annoy me.

[Though people who do agree with what he does would be nice too, but that's kind of ridiculous to hope for here.]

[preybeforemeals]

[Ridiculous indeed.

Tsukiyama doesn't seem to mind the topic, however; he just settles those flowers in his lap and sets to weaving them together, his fingers deft against the stems.]

Even the mundane people have their charms, I think - they're just a bit harder to find. But then, my own life back home tended to be very busy; once in a while it's nice to see people just going about their daily lives without a care in the world. It makes me wonder what they do with themselves all day - what sort of things they think about at night, what images float through their heads on a daily basis.

After all, those thoughts and images must be satisfying if people like that are content to be so boring in the first place, don't you think?

[greatestcool]

Huh, I guess so, but why bother wasting time on the boring people? I guess they might have something interesting to say or something interesting in their lives if you give them a chance, but there are plenty of more interesting people out there! If I gave every mundane person a chance, I wouldn't get to meet the truly fascinating ones, like you and Bluebeard and Kimblee!

[...By "fascinating people" does he mean "murderers"????]

[preybeforemeals]

I'm flattered, Uryuu-san - to think that I was selected to enjoy such exclusive company...!

[Well, whatever he means, Tsukiyama clearly doesn't mind it, um.]

[greatestcool]

[Just be glad you don't know Caster.]

Well of course! You're one of the most interesting people I've met here, sir! You even came to visit me at work, how kind!

[preybeforemeals]

[...he'd probably be offended if he knew Caster, yes.]

It can hardly be considered healthy, staying caged up all day in a place like that - what made you decide to work there in the first place, anyway?

[greatestcool]

Well, to be honest, I thought it would be more interesting than working at a Pokémon Center or a mart. I kind of did the mart thing back home, actually, so I'd rather avoid that.

I thought working there would be way more interesting than it actually is, but I guess that's what I get for thinking work could ever be interesting.

[preybeforemeals]

I think most would probably tell you that you're doing the wrong jobs, if you feel that way.

[greatestcool]

Yeah, I guess so, but there aren't as many job options here, right? I don't think I can become a Gym Leader or a doctor or anything, even if I did have a degree. It probably wouldn't matter here since it's not a Poké-degree.

[Does Johto or Kanto even have a college???]

Out of the jobs I can get, nothing really sounds all that interesting. Oh, but what about you? Are you working anywhere?

[preybeforemeals]

Yes, I -

[...wait.]

...a doctor, Uryuu-san?

[You're interested in that?

...You?]

[greatestcool]

Yeah! When I was in high school that's what I wanted to be!

[...]

Well, I guess "doctor" is kind of a broad term. I was thinking more like "surgeon".

[RYUUNOSUKE NO]

[preybeforemeals]

[UH

let's just

try to roll?]

Is that still a dream of yours, then?

[greatestcool]

Oh no, no way! It's way too much work to get a degree and try to get into the medical field. I'm much happier being an artist!

[YOU ARE NOT AN ARTIST STOP THAT]

[preybeforemeals]

Tell me about your art, amore. I'm curious about what someone like you would create.

[The statement is an easy one, rather than anything overly invested; his gaze has darted downwards, focusing on those flowers again.]

[greatestcool]

Well, this might not be the best place for it...

[THERE ARE CHILDREN PRESENT too bad people don't die when they're killed here or it'd be fun to show Tsukiyama exactly what he does!!]

[preybeforemeals]

...Oh?

[...do you make porn

you make porn, don't you]

What would you prefer, then?

[greatestcool]

We could discuss it elsewhere if you want, or we could just drop it. I don't really care either way.

[IT'S NOT PORN IT'S ART

VERY CLASSY STUFF

LIKE PIPE ORGANS!!!]

[preybeforemeals]

[...this is really doing nothing to dissuade him from the thought that you make porn.

He's quiet for a moment, making a noncommittal humming noise at the back of his throat while he finishes lacing those flowers together; you can have the finished garland he's been making rather gently settled on your head once he's done with it, however!]

Dolce.

[You look fucking ridiculous.]

As I said, Uryuu-san, I would like to hear about your art. You're a fascinating person, after all.

[Shall we, then?]

[greatestcool]

Ah, thank you! It's beautiful!

[He looks like a hot mess, doesn't he...?]

Okay, sure thing! Let's go!

[He's perfectly content to get a hotel room and pay for it; he does have a job after all and the pay from Team Rocket is enough to cover it. He takes the keys and finds the room, sitting on the bed and leaning back on his hands once the door is shut and locked.]

Well, there really in't a nice way to describe my art, so I guess I'll just cut to the chase. I'm fascinated by death - what's the most incredible way to die? What's the most satisfying way to cause death? But of course my art doesn't end there - bodies make for wonderful sculpting tools, you know!

[HE CASUALLY SAYS, NOT WORRIED ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES]

[preybeforemeals]

[The hotel room should probably be setting off more warning bells than it is; as it stands, Tsukiyama's thoughts are quick to shift from "amateur pornographer" to "prostitute", and he's admittedly more confused than disturbed at the fact that he's being taken somewhere out-of-the-way like this just for the sake of discussing something like art - this isn't something that humans usually do and he's fully aware of it.

Ah, but that's assuming he's human to begin with, isn't it - is it possible that Ryuunosuke is one of theirs, maybe...?

Either way, he's still willing to follow without much complaint, though he keeps his hands at his sides and away from his pockets; if this turns bad, he would prefer to be able to fight easily and immediately rather than risk getting snared by his clothing. Not that he believes himself to be capable of fighting at his full strength now as it is...whatever this place has done to his body has proven highly inconvenient, and he can never shake the constant hunger twinging through his system no matter what he consumes.

It's annoying, but it's something he's getting used to; the explanation, once Ryuunosuke starts in on it, is -

...

...not anything like what he'd expected, hold on.]

...You kill people for fun, then?

[Is that what you're telling him because ahahaha well then.]