☆ 001; an unexpected visit

[jumyouboshi]

Who: some white-haired lamers Alcor (jumyouboshi) and Yamato Hotsuin (drakenguard)
Where: Libra 6-02, aka Alcor's apartment.
Summary: Alcor gets a visit from one of the last people he expected. While said person is drunk, at that.
Warnings: Alcor and Yamato interacting within a 10 feet radius. Hideousness is inevitable.

[Nobody visited Alcor.

At least, nobody visited Alcor's apartment. First of all, he didn't even need an apartment to live in, as humans did. He didn't need to sleep, eat, drink, use the bathroom, shower, and so on. He wasn't even in his apartment at least 90% of the time, preferring to observe humans in the outdoors, whether it was on top of buildings, or sitting on park benches. It was a wonder he kept it anyway.

But there was a slight bit of comfort to be found in having a "private space" to one's self, he found. Granted, it was nothing new for him to be alone, but he wasn't really alone here, was he? Especially with his other self literally hovering out and about. However, he didn't want to trouble the others with his well-being and presence, and so he opted to keep this space of his. Besides, he did use the electricity to fiddle around with human technology more, typing away at a laptop he had gotten himself (bought? taken from a store? who knows?) sometimes.

The fact remained however, that nobody visited Alcor. It was always he who came to them, to understand their ways of thinking, or to provide hints when they needed it. Not the other way around, for he was elusive and ever watching from a distance. They could attempt to contact him, but if he didn't want to be found, he would not be found. That was all right though, as he usually appeared when you needed it. Aside from the Tsuutenkaku incident.

So it was very strange that Alcor, sitting around in the apartment for once, heard sounds at his door. Some scratching, a grunt or two, and the clink of...keys? Followed by more scratching. Was someone trying to get in?  He had thought it was human custom to knock instead of using force to get into a human habitation.

Obviously, that warranted more investigation, which is why he got up from his chair and floated over toward the door, but did not open it. Yet.]

Comments

[jumyouboshi]

...Should I not be here?

[Breaking and entering...? What was he talking about? Alcor shook his head, trying to make sense of the situation...which didn't make a lot of sense to begin with.]

I did not force my way into this human homestead.

[drakenguard]

Well, no, you don't have to force yourself anywhere due to your abilities.

[Duh, Alcor, don't try to wriggle your way out of this with literal language!]

But fact of the matter is is that you should not be here. I would have thought stealing was beneath you anyway.

[jumyouboshi]

...?

[And then it clicks. No wonder Yamato was acting so hostile about this apartment...he thought it was his. Well, it wasn't, so...]

Ah...you are mistaken, Yamato Hotsuin.

[before you say i am stoling this apartment let me explain you a thing]

[drakenguard]

Lying, too?

[YOU'RE NOT GETTING OUT OF THIS HERETIC - i.e reasoning with yamato is impossible at this stage]

[jumyouboshi]

[Lying? He wasn't lying! He did a great many things (most of them illegal), like getting demons to brainwash people, or attempted murder, but not lying. Just...hiding the truth. In this case, he was giving him the whole truth, at that.]

I've no intention of deceiving you if I—

["if I can help it" was what he was going to say...before he got cut off by drunken anger.]

[drakenguard]

Oh no, you never do have any intention of it! You merely say whatever's more convenient for you at the time, and- omit the truth!

[...was this even about the apartment now? Also wow way to say pot calling kettle black]

[jumyouboshi]

[...That was true...but not in a way with such negative connotations.

No, this isn't even about the apartment anymore. Still, Alcor (foolishly) presses on, hoping that they can come to an understanding...]

Well, you are free to interpret my words as you will, bu—

["...but I am omitting no truth here."]

[drakenguard]

Ugh, why are you even here?! As if one was not stressful enough!

[Sorry Alcor, but Yamato's not even listening to you anymore - or even on the right subject anymore...]

Work on your anger issues, tch, how can I do that with two of you floating about, and stealing my apartment as well? You drive me absolutely insane!

[jumyouboshi]

[Yeah, he was beginning to realize that. Alcor gives him a slight frown...he's not even letting him speak anymore...]

Yamato Hotsuin, I am aware of the inconvenience my existence prese—

["...presents to you, but it cannot be helped."]

[drakenguard]

You also keep interrupting me. Stop that!

[Wait, who's doing what?]

[jumyouboshi]

[Alcor sighs, crossing his arms. Honestly, this was going nowhere.]

I am not the one interru—

[yemutu pls]

[drakenguard]

Yes, you are. You did it then. Ugh, I hate dealing with you...

[Yamato rubbed at his forehead, looking like he'd rather just lie on the floor and be done with it]

In any case, out. Get out.

[jumyouboshi]

[...He's not getting out of his own apartment, thanks. If anything, it should be the other way around...Alcor steps back a bit, retreating further into his apartment.]

As I said, you are mistaken. This is not y—

["...your assigned habitation."]

[drakenguard]

Will you stop lying! Why do you always try to antagonise me, you little-

[It seemed that getting a bit overexcited in his drunken state was probably not a wise thing. He abruptly shut his mouth, paling suddenly. Oh no...]

[jumyouboshi]

I see my words will not reach you in your state of mind.

[Alcor, unaware of what Yamato was feeling (alcohol didn't affect him, after all), simply sighed, before quietly continuing.]

...I don't know if they ever did.

[Which could refer to a great many things.]

[drakenguard]

[If Yamato was a bit more clearheaded, he probably would have retaliated with that Alcor never really listened to his words either - they were incompatible, and far too different in ideals it seemed. Which was... horrible, due to their earlier relationship, but unresolvable.

As it was, however, Yamato was not clear-headed, and in fact, was beginning to realise that something embarrassingly awful was going to happen in the new few seconds]

You...never gave me...much of a chance, either...

[Yamato mumbled, trying to speak without moving his lips too much. In T-Minus five seconds...four...]

[jumyouboshi]

[Alcor stayed where he was, tilting his head with an almost regretful look on his face. Yamato was somewhat right...but the last time he listened to him about his plans for a meritocracy, the chief had absolutely no intention of giving up his ideals. Much like how Alcor refused to give up his own, until the Shining One proved him wrong about what humanity wanted, for better or for worse.]

I recall doing so...however, our ideals were far too different. I suppose it could not be helped.

[drakenguard]

[...three...two...]

You gave, u-up on me, quickly enough...!

[Anger gave him an extra second, two...one...]

I hate you, so...nh mu-urk!!

[Zero.

It was done.

Yamato, unable to really contain his unsettled stomach for a second longer, doubled over and threw up all over the floor - and regretfully, Alcor's shoes]

[jumyouboshi]

[...

......

......

......

...There was a long silence as Alcor stared at Yamato...then at his now vomit-covered shoes, then back at Yamato again. He hadn't thought the other would be so furious as to vomit on him...then again, vomiting was not a common way to convey anger, from what he knew. He knew that throwing up was simply the biological instinct to expel waste from the stomach, but it didn't make this situation any less awkward.]

......

[drakenguard]

.......

[Yamato was still half-bent over, although he had a gloved hand pressed against his mouth, and he was looking up at Alcor with a thoroughly mortified expression. As much as he hated Alcor, he would never wish being thrown up on on anyone.]

I...I am so sorry.

[jumyouboshi]

[If this happened to any normal human, a normal response would be either to promptly kick the other out, make a disgusted face, quietly think "did you really just throw up on me after drunkenly insulting me and trying to kick me out of my own apartment you little shit", or all of the above.

However, as anyone who interacted with him for more than five minutes could tell you, Alcor was anything but a normal human, and with that, he possessed an inhuman patience that served him well for all those billions of years of living. Even now, he managed to keep his calm, save for blinking a few times in surprise. He's seen humans do much worse to others, after all. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he silently attempted to grab the other's shoulder.]

[drakenguard]

[It was a testament to how stunned and awful Yamato felt that he actually let Alcor touch and grab his shoulder. Honestly he wouldn't be surprised if the star struck him for vomiting on him - Yamato knew he would have reacted violently in response...]

Ngh...

[jumyouboshi]

[Surprised and yet not at the lack of reaction, Alcor decided there was only one thing to do with a drunken Yamato Hotsuin who just threw up all over his shoes after trying to kick him out of his own apartment.

Alcor, with little flourish and in one motion, promptly moved the hand on Yamato's shoulder to the back, used his other arm to reach down under the other's knees, and then lifted him off his feet, effectively princess carrying the inebriated chief with surprising (or not so surprising, given what he was) strength.

...Such a troublesome child. In this state, he couldn't trust Yamato to even walk properly by himself...]

[drakenguard]

A-Alcor! What're you-! Ngh, don't move me too much...!

[His stomach felt very queasy still, and thrashing in Alcor's hold upset it even more. Not really wanting to throw up on Alcor again - and this time on himself as well, since he was in the crossfire here - he was forced to still, looking a bit green at this point.

This. Was. Humiliating.

Once he gained full cognitive ability he was going to... to... well he couldn't attack Alcor, since the creature could murder him easily with a snap of his fingers but - he'd, think of something unpleasant!]

[jumyouboshi]

You are the one moving, Yamato Hotsuin.

[Alcor could probably murder him with a fingersnap, but whether he would anytime soon was another story. He was stating the obvious, but it seemed that even the obvious was flying over the chief's head in his state. He began to float toward his room (his own bed, at that), a few inches from the ground with vomit still on his shoes (but it seemed that he didn't really care), his hovering ensuring that there wasn't any uneasy rocking or stumbling.

...He'd clean up that mess and his shoes later. Preferably by using his telekinesis.]

I should have noticed the signs earlier...You are inebriated, are you not?

[He really should have noticed them. First of all, Yamato got his own apartment number wrong. Then he started rambling loudly about his issues with Alcor, which would normally just be moderate, passive-aggressive insults at best. Not to mention the overall smell and perceived paling and nausea...and then he threw up, which just clinched it.]