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Post by Kenji Murano on Jul 19, 2020 16:32:09 GMT -4
CHAPTER 1: CATERPILLAR BEAUMONT WASN'T LIKE OTHER PEOPLE. Usually, when Kenji vied for the attention of others, he was met with one of three responses. The first was outright annoyance-- be it yelling or terse rebukes or glowering. The second was forced politeness, a sort of thinly-veiled hostility. And the last was brief amusement. Regardless of peoples’ initial reactions, however, the conclusion was all the same. Disengage, disengage—that Murano kid is trouble, anyways. Worth a laugh and not much more. Beaumont was different, though. He saw Kenji. Beaumont looked at him with those Mediterranean blue eyes… and, well, it sort-of struck Kenji to his core. Made feel all… warm and syrupy? What was that, anyways? Hours of puzzling—amidst studying, amidst shows, amidst just spacing-out—had turned-up inconclusive. Adults sometimes talked about cute things giving them the warm-fuzzies… like, videos on uTube of puppies or kittens or small kids. Families being reunited. Beaumont wasn’t a puppy or kitty or small kid, though. It was confusing. So Kenji lay with his back on his bed, and feet on the wall, arms splayed outward, as he thought about where to categorize “Beaumont”. The conclusion he reached was that he needed further interactions with Beaumont to really decided what he was to Kenji. The redhead checked his phone. U.A. Chat was popping. And Beaumont was in there. Kenji’s heart stuttered. But he dove-in anyways. The conversation wound its way from surprise compliments, to Mosa, to the haunted 4th Floor, to self-endangering antics. Kenji let out a little groan of annoyance as Beaumont apparently reprimanded him for his "endangering of another student". O-kay, barricading the halls so Eddie couldn't get out wasn't that dangerous. The redhead thought for a moment, gave a soft "heh" and sent his response.
> kenji: aw man i get hurt all the time, its fiiiiiiiiiiiine. part of being a daredevil. >:3This received a side-eye emote from the blonde next door. > kenji: it's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiineThe imp grinned to himself, rolling into his stomach. It wasn't like when Eddie reprimanded him, with that air of condescension. Beaumont was concerned. Wow. Maybe Kenji felt warm because he was like, actually cared-for and caring for someone back? Or because someone really was paying attention to him? Time to test the theory. > kenji: for my next trick, i will... drumrollFirst, Kenji thought of climbing the outside-wall like Bugman and maaaaaybe tapping on Beaumont's window. Only to discover that the windows only opened about 10 centimeters. Still, he hammed it up like he would climb out the window… to no avail. He practically had to spell it out for Beaumont before getting any sort of reaction, outright stating he was outside, before Beaumont threw his window open. Seconds later, a sharp reprimand followed in-chat. The teen giggled to himself, delighted by his mischief. Kenji stretched so that the sleeves of his oversized hoodie fell past his elbows. No warm-fuzzies, though. Maybe it was because Beaumont wasn’t right there? This required further testing. Hmm… Hazel eyes flitted over the surfaces of the room. He could… climb… His gaze went straight up, a wry little smile touching his expression. Pink, sticky sleeves coated his hands, originating from his palms, as he approached the wall. … Minutes later, an alert would arise in Beaumont’s device. He’d been pinged in the U.A. Chat— > kenji: @beaumont you wanna see my best impression of a caterpillar?And then, almost a minute later (but not quite), the addendum to the previous message.
> kenji: plz come quickly bc my blood is rushing to my head LOL
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jul 20, 2020 9:03:51 GMT -4
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Beaumont: EXCUSE ME.
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A caterpillar impersonation sounded so innocent like ha ha how can you twist and contort something so soft, squishy and cute? Apparently the wild teen with a surprisingly creative mind in the department of chaos found a way...was it wrong that he was in freaking shock right now?!
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Beaumont: Yes. ok w/me tending to kenji.
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Tucking away his phone, in his pocket, he got the hell out of his seat and bolted out of his room as quickly as his legs could carry him. Goddamn it, what if he did something that could hurt him or worse, kill him if he fell at the wrong angle?! Did this guy not know that it's possible to snap your own freaking neck? SERIOUSLY! Not even knocking on the door, he said fuck it to manners and tried the door knob and saw the amber eyed chaos gremlin.
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WHEEZING, he slammed his hand over his chest as it felt as though his shitty condition was threatening to stop him...and it did flare up, thankfully only long enough to give him a moment of pause. Those icy blues were wide open as his crazy neighbor hung out like this was fine, everything was fine.
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NO, YOU KNOW WHAT?!
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IT WAS NOT FINE!
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WHAT THE FREAKING HECK!
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Gripping onto the door frame for a moment, he used it to push himself forward and reach out to try and help the nut job down. He knew this guy wasn't bad...so why was he like this?! What in the freaking world was he doing endangering himself?! Ughhhh! At least he was stupid tall and could hopefully figure out how in the world to get this guy down. Hell, how did he even get up?! There wasn't a loud commotion and he wasn't actually climbing along the walls earlier to the best of his knowledge, Mr. Twisted Sense of Humor over here hammed it up by making noises here and there then making a fuss pretending like he did!
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Geeze...even waited for the panicked blonde to investigate his window only to just be an elaborate ruse. This was ridiculous...! Why, Kenji...why are you like this....
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Post by Kenji Murano on Jul 21, 2020 2:06:21 GMT -4
CHAPTER 1: Caterpillar (cont.) THE SIGHT BEFORE MONTY LOOKED like one-part horror film and one-part comedy. A definite human was hanging upside-down from the ceiling by seemingly nothing, their hands and feet pressed flat against a pink, glowing disc. It was not definitively Kenji, however, because the only showing skin was their lower legs, hands and a small circle of their nose and mouth. The hood of their sweatshirt had been cinched over their face, nose and mouth aside. Additionally, the sweatshirt had been drawn over their knees. So this strange, hooded figure was crouched on Kenji's ceiling.
That shit-eating grin definitely belonged to Kenji, though.
"Monty?" the teen called. He couldn't actually see since, you know, the hood was drawn over his eyes. And the person only gasped, and stood there silently, "I'm a caterpillar, get it?"
Come on, give him some kind of a reaction…
Kenji removed one hand from the sticky disc to untie his hood. With a little bit of fussing, he managed to free it, light pouring into his eyes.
His grin faltered, before fading completely, when he saw Monty's expression. Not laughing. Not amused. Outright terrified.
"Dude, it's me," Kenji reassured him, "It's my quirk, I make things sticky and slippery, remember? Totally fine. Watch."
Kenji removed his second hand, standing upright, albeit inverted. His face was pink from hanging upside-down. The teen extended his arms above his head victoriously, his fingertips grazing his bed.
"Ta-da!"
It was meant to be reassuring.
But then…
*pop*
The sticky disc was spirited out of existence.
The redheaded nitwit was free-falling
If it was any consolation, the ceilings were only about three meters tall, give or take. Kenji's bed was just under a meter off of the ground, and just under the whe the upside-down teen had stood. And with Kenji at roughly 1.6 meters tall, this only left… about forty centimetres to fall. But it was forty centimetres of "Oh shit, Monty's going to kill me, if this doesn't kill me first".
Thankfully, years of jumping off of and somersaulting off of things by choice meant that Kenji knew well enough to roll and tuck so that he took the brunt of the fall on his back opposed to his head or neck. But it still knocked the wind out of him.
Kenji laughed-- well, coughed with amusement-- as he bounced to a stop, his head reeling as blood rushed back out of it. Time to… lay there and regain his bearings.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jul 25, 2020 9:16:46 GMT -4
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Wow he was just at a loss for words, an actual, legitimate loss for words and let out another wheeze while motioning both hands up, "Great, okay now please get down safely already! What if you break your neck and die!?" Before he could get close enough to actually be somewhat useful...he fell. That assurance was like getting pulled into some sort of glorified scam and by golly, he just couldn't wrap his mind around what in the world was going through Kenji's head! Was anything going through it or was some gremlin renting the space where his brain should be?
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At least he wasn't dead...that wasn't exactly something he wanted to report, let alone hanging over his head that he failed to rescue someone. Yeah, about about no on that one? Narrowing his icy blues in to a steeled gaze upon the guy dedicated to hurt himself for who knows what reason...he shook his head and took a seat beside him with the subtle twitch of his eyelid. Part of him wanted to scream and yell about how goddamn stupid he was being for who knows what reason...but he didn't. Instead, he wore a deadpan expression and gently plopped his palm upon the crazy red head's forehead...gently brushing hair away from his face.
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"...please don't do that ever again, Kenji. I don't want to come in here one day and see you in some bloodied, mangled mess..." Resting his cold, yet caring gaze upon the freaking wild child of a daredevil over here. If one thing was clear: Beaumont was pretty damn upset, but for all the right reasons. Caring too damn much felt like a flaw during times like these...
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Post by Kenji Murano on Aug 1, 2020 3:30:51 GMT -4
CHAPTER 1: Caterpillar (cont.) KENJI WHEEZED, RESTING HIS HAND upon his chest as he regained his breath. He kept his eyes closed to keep the room from reeling around him. The bed sunk beneath the other boy’s weight, causing Kenji to roll slightly inward. The redhead opened his eyes, glancing towards the blonde beside him.
Wow, Monty was close. Super close. He looked annoyed, too.
Monty lowered his hand towards Kenji’s face, and the redhead winced, expecting to get smacked for his transgressions. But instead, the hand was planted on his forehead before brushing his hair inside. The redhead dared to open his eyes again, a thrill running up his spine. There it was—that feeling—that absolute delight over getting attention from Beaumont.
The teen stared at his blonde companion, his brow scrunching in confusion.
“I…” the boy trailed uncertainly, biting his lap. He wanted to protest that he wouldn’t ever be a “bloodied, mangled mess”, but… being contrarian meant that Monty would probably remove his hand Kenji’s forehead, “… I just wanted you to come over.”
Kenji glanced away, pouting slightly, “I thought it would be funny. That it’d make you laugh.”
The child actually looked contrite after he confessed his ulterior motives, but it was apparent that he was avoiding looking at Beaumont as he spoke.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Aug 16, 2020 7:05:23 GMT -4
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What, was his head empty without a single thought?
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At least he was alright...but still, it got under his skin that he would possibly do something that could bring harm to himself! All of the worst case scenarios were like a damn rolodex in his head, the riots kept him standing along upon a dangerous edge. Everything isn't sunshine and roses, Kenji over here could have seriously hurt himself...didn't he realize that? Sure, the fellow teen was laughing and getting a kick out of all this, but he seemed to ease up. Maybe they both came from such different walks of life...he couldn't be sure.
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Resting his gaze upon him, trying to keep those fiery tendrils out of those hazel eyes as he gradually regained his composure. Ah...it seemed as though he was finally grasping the gravity of the situation? That would be ideal...but perhaps it was far too much to ask for...
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"Excusez-moi, qu'est-ce que vous venez de dire?" With those pale blue eyes widening as those words in his native tongue slipped by his lips, uttered in complete confusion as though someone flipped his world upside down. That's right, he was looking completely baffled at Kenji's actual motives! Why would he want him to come over? More importantly...HOW WAS THIS FUNNY?! Slowly blinking as his hand gently slid down Kenji's face to rest upon his cheek, not even realizing he spoke in his native tongue for a moment there.
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Whooooooooooooooooops.
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"It wasn't funny, maybe a little, but not really...I'm not very good with humor. A-anyway, please, just...ask next time if you want me to come by and visit...." Gently brushing his slender digits back up toward his forehead, fussing with those ginger locks...he let out a soft sigh, "...that's all you have to do, Kenji, ask me and I'll be here..." This was going to be one of those nights where he'd have to bring his studies here to keep the guy out of trouble, wasn't it?
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Post by Kenji Murano on Sept 1, 2020 1:49:35 GMT -4
CH. 1: Caterpillar (Cont.) THE REDHEAD WAS CERTAIN THAT the fall had killed him. What else could explain the fact that Monty was speaking in-tongues? Okay okay, so the boy with the very French name had, unsurprisingly, said something in French. But Kenji was so used to him speaking in Japanese that he’d suspected some sort of brain damage was to blame for the sudden… lack of understanding between the two of them.
Judging by his tone, he was mad—or at the very least, reprimanding him.
But in French, it was funny.
Kenji exhaled sharply, about to laugh-but then he caught it by puffing-out his cheek. When Monty’s hand traced the edge of his face, caressing his cheek, that familiar thrill ran through him. Oh, there it was. Maybe it wasn’t just a “be in the same room” as Monty thing, but a “let Monty lay a hand you” thing?
The laugh that Kenji had been trying to hold in escaped when he deflated his cheeks, and the redhead curled inward, clutching his sides. He couldn’t help it. It was still funny.
Aaaaaat least to Kenji, anyways.
Monty’s cool hand brushed his bangs aside, quieting himself when the blonde insisted that it hadn’t been funny.
“Well at least it was a little funny,” he said lightly, leaning ever-so close to Monty’s leg, welcoming the attention that the blonde was giving him. Kenji mustered his best puppy-dog eyes and a tiny little pout.
“Really? I just gotta ask? What if it’s, like, three a.m.?”
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Sept 25, 2020 7:29:23 GMT -4
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Did the fall damage what was left of his brain or something?
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Ugh....
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Squinting suspiciously at the fiery haired gremlin who was on a mission to bring forth a whirlwind of panic attacks, the princely fellow couldn't help but pout just a bit. Silently judging that statement of how at least it was a little funny...though he had to commend the shred of positivity being mustered by dear ol' Kenji. Shelving away the salt shaker kept away within his soul, he couldn't help but huff softly as his edge was softened by the daredevil leaned against his leg and gave him puppy dog eyes. Oh...oh no, he wasn't getting out of this by looking cute! Nuh uh, not on his watch!
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The question seemed like it was more playful rather than serious, almost like he'd been messing with him or something. Like ha ha, anytime, really even this absurd hour, part of him wanted to believe it was a form of mockery, but most of him was going to offer the benefit of a doubt. That this wasn't all some awful insult and stabbing jab at his kindness, but rather playfully confirming how sincerely he was carrying those words. So you know what he was going to do? He'd affirm the troll of his offer upon this metaphorical bridge of sorts the pair lingered about as a verbal toll, "...yes, Kenji. Even if it's three a.m in the morning and we have classes, you may knock upon my door or call my phone...either will suffice. If you need me to be here for you, all you have to do is reach out and ask, no wild stunts are required of you to accomplish this."
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Admittedly, as annoyed as he was right now, his words were stern...yet, somehow gentle. Almost like I'm really pissed off, but that's because I care and I refuse to lash out on you was some sort of unspoken fact with the way he held himself. Brushing his thumb against his cheek, the prince next door slowly began rising to his feet, getting ready to head out. "With that out of the way, I'll be off, Kenji..." Those particular words were a bit chilly in how calm they were...he had studying to do and he'd just go ahead and get back to that.
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Post by Kenji Murano on Oct 19, 2020 13:47:37 GMT -4
SNAPSHOTS KENJI WORED HIS BEST CHARMS ON MONTY, turning his hazel eyes up at him as if he were the most innocent, blameless angel ever. He wouldn’t really bother Monty at three a.m., because people needed their sleep (Kenji included). He just wanted to rib at the blond to see how far he could push him. Whether Monty rebuked Kenji or agreed, however, the teen would smirk, satisfied regardless.
Monty was here for him. Within reason. Although he did playfully insist that three a.m. would be perfectly fine—as long as Kenji asked with his words rather than coercing with his stunts.
“I’ll see what I can do,” Kenji said with a sigh, as if the removal of stunts was a very hard bargain to accept. As if he was being put-upon by agreeing. His insides felt all warm and syrupy.
And then, there it was—the purpose of the experiment, the reason Kenji had been trying to garner Monty’s attention. The blond caressed the redhead’s cheek, prompting a surge of color to Kenji’s face, and a chill that skittered down his spine.
It wasn’t just attention that the mischievous lad craved—something about physical attention was infinitely better. Kenji found himself sitting-up alongside Monty—found himself disappointed that the other boy was leaving—so soon? What if he needed Monty again?
“Alright. See ya.”
He would watch Monty slip back out of the room, giving a subdued wave. Then, once free of the other boy’s company, he’d flop back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
What the heck did this mean?
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Post by Keiran on Oct 26, 2020 13:33:47 GMT -4
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