Week 4 - Thursday night - Chuuta

[finalguard]

[ There is literally no better way to spend mingle night than with the guy who you know maybe wants a murder to happen most desperately of all. Under normal circumstances, Boa would never stay in with Chuuta, but with Drew and thus most danger gone, he feels confident about his own safety. And as long as they're here together, Chuuta can't try to take advantage of their common friends' trust.

Boa sits on his bunk, crosslegged. ]

So. One more night and we'll go through all that again.

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[homeecspacecop]

Yeah. [Tonight. He's sitting in the cabin, turning knobs on a radio that hasn't done anything in weeks, and someone's going to die outside. He should be helping. He should be out there trying to stop them, it's how a member of ēlDLIVE should act.

Instead he's... he's hoping that someone dies.]

Hopefully it's nobody from our cabin.

[finalguard]

Mhm. Nine can at least take care of himself, but I hope Eddie and Richie are fine.

[ Usagi... well, Usagi is Usagi. She's probably kind of like a weed in that she's hard to kill, which is the best thing Boa has to say in this regard. ]

[homeecspacecop]

It would be easier if everyone stuck together. [Everyone meaning... well, everyone.

Eddie and Richie might... he hopes they're staying close to each other.]

But they probably won't let us do that. Red would come and break the group up.

[finalguard]

Hmph. Most likely. Can't have our attempts at 'togetherness' interrupt the murder program.

[ Boa doesn't even believe in this teamwork approach, but it would definitely have higher chances of succeeding if they actually stuck together in groups regularly. But even then... toilet breaks and the like would still pose a risk. ]

We can't do anything but wait it out now.

[homeecspacecop]

Do you know what other people are doing tonight? I... didn't hear any plans this week.

[finalguard]

[ He shakes his head. ]

No idea. Seems like we're just stuck alone together until people come in for curfew.

[ Because he sure is not planning to leave nor to let Chuuta leave, after Monday... ]

[homeecspacecop]

Yeah.

[He's... bored. He doesn't really know Boa well enough to talk to.]

I should have brought a game from the rec room, or something.

[finalguard]

[ Boa goes silent for a moment here, contemplating something, before... ]

Do you want to learn how to Beyblade?

[ Chuuta is not exactly top of the list as far as desired training partners go, but it's better than staring awkwardly at each other all night. Way better. ]

[homeecspacecop]

... really? [Beyblading seems to be Boa's thing, and Chuuta wasn't expecting the younger boy to offer to share it with him.]

Yeah, I'd like that, if it's okay with you.

[finalguard]

[ Chuuta's surprise feels surprisingly good, in that brat way of being pleased someone is fully aware you don't like them.

Boa at least has the grace to not show that though and instead just gets up to take the Beyblade stadium off its spot on the wall. ]

Sure. I won't go easy on you though.

[homeecspacecop]

Good! [Chuuta says, smiling now.] I hate it when people go easy on me.

[finalguard]

You'll regret that once you realize I'm top class.

[ But he grins as he says that because in the end, any chance to Beyblade makes him way happier than he is on an average camp day.

They need to move the beanbags a little to make space for the stadium to properly be placed on the floor, but it does fit.

Next Boa gets out his beys and launchers, handing one set to Chuuta. ]

Here.

[homeecspacecop]

So it'll be really bad for you when I beat you! [Chuuta says, with a grin of his own.

The top and the launcher are heavier than he expected.]

Okay, how does this work?

[finalguard]

You put the Beyblade in the launcher, hold it steady over the stadium and pull the chord once we get to "shoot" in the countdown "3, 2, 1, go shoot".

If one Beyblade either leaves the stadium or stops spinning, that is each one point. If the Beyblade bursts into its parts, that's two points. First one to get two points wins.

[ The explanation if very very rough, but Boa's given it a lot of times already and he just wants to get to the actual matches. In the end, making Chuuta good at it isn't top of his priorities, so why not make him figure out the reality for himself? ]

[homeecspacecop]

Okay! Let's do this!

[finalguard]

[ Relieved to not have to explain any more, Boa gets out his own launcher and Beyblade and positions himself on the opposite end of the stadium from Chuuta. ]

Then... 3... 2.... 1....

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta braces himself and adjusts his grip on his launcher.]

2... 1... go shoot!

[And that's a... kind of wobbly shot. Less than average.]

[finalguard]

[ Boa meanwhile stays true to his word - no going easy on Chuuta here.

His shoot is very even and the Beyblade shoots through the stadium with high speed. It doesn't take long until it hits Chuuta's and just... straight up catapults it out of the stadium against a bedpost. Whoops. ]

[homeecspacecop]

Whoa! [Chuuta yelps, diving out of the way onto somebody's bed.]

[finalguard]

[ They Beyblade leaves a scratch in the bedpost, but otherwise nothing dramatic happens. Thank god. ]

Beat me, huh? You better get real good real fast then.

[homeecspacecop]

Oh don't worry, I will! [Chuuta says, grabbing his beyblade and his launcher again.]