[Somarium] OOC & IC // Voicemail

[sole_choice]

This is Irie Shouichi. Obviously I'm busy, so leave me a message with a name, please. I'll get back to you when I have a chance.

[Beep.]



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[sole_choice]

[Or it's that he spent all night working and the lab had told him to stay home to insure he slept...]

Ah, y-yeah, sure. [He steps back hurriedly and let Gokudera inside the suite he shared with Byakuran. And while the man had dialed back the number of plants since Shouichi had returned, there were still a fair number around the rather luxery and large apartment. The large windows had their blinds closed to the sunlight for now and there were take out boxes on the table before the couch where Shouichi had been spending a lot of time working since Somarium had returned to itself again.]

What can I do for you?

[stickinmypants]

[Gokudera squints in the semi-darkness. The hell was that about? Was that fucking mood lighting or something? DISGUSTING.

[That semi-visual does not improve his mood any or his disgruntled assessment of Shouichi's place. Too many fucking plants. He lets the take-out mess slide because he knows he's not the best at cleaning dishes or picking up where the kitchen is concerned]

Comb your hair, for one. [He can't help it, OK. Gokudera is already default-gruff with Shouichi, but he also takes personal offense to poor grooming, especially in regards to hair]

Do you have any soda? [He needs nicotine, but courtesy of being in the old man's house, he will forgo a cigarette in exchange for caffeine]

[sole_choice]

Eh? [There is an embarrassed ducking of his head as he hurriedly runs his fingers through his hair to tame it into something a little more presentable.]

Ah, yeah, just a second.

[He hoped Gokudera wanted the caffeine because this stuff was supposedly known for it. He pulls a can out of the fridge and returns with it, holding it out to the teen.

He's still kind of confused... why... he was... here though...]

[stickinmypants]

[And he mutters a "thanks" which almost sounds more like a curse, because he's not entirely accustomed to being the most charming, especially around Shouichi. But Gokudera does have manners, however seldom-used because, ATTITUDE.

[He snaps the cap on the can and takes a big sip, nodding that it was good. The fizz down his throat and bubbling in his chest was a tolerable substitute]

What are you doing, anyway?

[Yep. Suffice it to say, when Gokudera finally gets to point, it's straight to it, without much explanation or fanfare along the way. And he just looks at Shouichi for a response]

[sole_choice]

You mean right now? I think I dozed off while working on a more efficient means to monitor, report, and analyze the -- [And he's cut off by his own yawn] -- different types of dream energy gathered by the network.

Just work stuff basically.

[Nothing weird about working himself into exhaustion all day, every day, right?]

Sometimes stopping to work on a side project. [Or eat. Sometimes. Lots of coffee though!]

[stickinmypants]

What side-project? [Gokudera asks with a frown, the kind that suggests concentration and interest more than the usual irritation. The whole business about dream energy isn't relevant to his interests, unless there's more to it than boring, pointless data collection. He had better things to do than pour over spreadsheets, like skip school and find things in Espoir to use vandalize as target practice]

[sole_choice]

I have a few, but the one I've been working on the most is improved software for a tracking chip I made here in Somarium.

[Oh yeah, he'd been planning on telling you guys about that and suggesting giving it to the Vongola to keep track of each other, but then things had gone a bit sour.... whoops.]

Could be useful. I'm updating it with more information about this place and a better range.