6th Broken Illusion [Backdated to Christmas Morning]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Phone : Drone Filter ]
After all the tricks, does this place really expect me to open a box sitting innocently under the Christmas tree I didn't even help set up, just because it has my name on it?

[ There is a pause as he considers it. ] Right. I didn't think so.


((OOC: Action open to housemates and/or any guests for that morning, or anyone who would reasonably stop by 840 Hastings.))

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[notawhale.livejournal.com]

There hasn't been any screaming yet, so it's probably safe.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

That's how you gauge if things are okay or not?

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

It's safe to assume there's plenty of idiots who did just go ahead and open their gifts without any suspicion, so unless you think you're so special the town would single you out for bizarre treatment, you can generally gauge its safety by their reactions.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ He laughs at that, but it ends abruptly. ] You don't know me very well. With my luck it'd be a bomb, or something that wipes my memory out, or maybe just a box filled with spiders that have razors on their legs.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

Well, if those are the kinds of things you had back home, I guess the town might "give them back" as a twisted joke.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

No, but that's the kind of stuff I expect her, and it'd be just my luck to get something like that on Christmas.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I doubt the town's going to single you out, so if everyone else has managed to open their presents without anything terrible happening, you're probably just being paranoid.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

I'd rather be safe than sorry.

What'd you get, anyhow?

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

Some proper surgical equipment, finally. I can stop making do with the things I stole from the hospital.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

Oh that's right. For science stuff. [ She never went into detail, but that's about all she got. ] Are you sure it's not to stitch up that hole in your head? I still think that's kinda creepy.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

I could have done that a long time ago if I wanted to. There's no benefit in making myself normal though.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

Don't you think it'd be better if you didn't try to stick out so much?

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

No. Blending in is the first step to a normal, easy life.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ If only staring transferred across phone lines. ] ...you think there's ever going to be a normal, easy life in a place like Mayfield?

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

[If leers could transfer...]

That's what they advertise, isn't it?


Anyway, I said "a step", not a surefire path.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

Right, right. [ Sigh. ] Seems like an awful lot of trouble to go through to keep guys from staring at your chest.

[ ...wait.

What? ]

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

[...]

...especially since it doesn't seem to work.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Facepalm. Way to go, Touma. ] You can't go blaming a guy for something as natural of an instinct as that.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

Sure I can. Do you know what happened to the last guys I blamed?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

Does that have anything to do with your surgical equipment?

[ A beat. ]

You know what? Forget I asked.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

[There's an uncomfortable silence and then...



She laughs.

THIS IS NOT COMFORTING EITHER]

No, it wasn't anything like that. I didn't do anything other than call them a pervert, pervert.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Slowly creeping away from the receiver, now, until she speaks again. ] I'm not a pervert! Tch. It's not like I was having weird thoughts or anything like that.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

Ogling a girl's breasts is perverted enough.

[Not that she... doesn't flaunt them. Or outright tell people she doesn't wear a bra. Medaka Box, why so messed up?]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

So I noticed? Not like I was staring.

[notawhale.livejournal.com]

It's okay. Plenty of perverts go on to be successful despite their condition.

[...like her brother. And her sisters. And probably herself.]