( he doesn't have a moment to brace himself before getting caught. not with that firm grip steering him forcefully, and not when the presence of a strong life pressing fingertips into his shoulder makes the scattered hints of something different linger at the back of his mind. it's a little startling, the way takasugi's cooler skin warms slightly like it'd been looking forward to the same touch in the same place.
startling, and frustrating, to be taken off-guard again so easily.
takasugi lets it roll off him, though, tugging at the band of his shamisen strap to make sure it hasn't offset any on his back. )
Never a dull moment when you're around, huh, Amagi-kun. Still, "Sugisugi"? Tell me that's not going to be my stage name. But I guess, if we're going to take to the stage and make this a real hit, we ought to go all out and get crazier with it. How about styling your name to match mine? Like, ... "Rin-Rin", or something... maybe.
( before he can throw out any more silly suggestions to get his nickname changed, takasugi takes notice of the guitar case, and his one visible eye sparkles brighter than the sunlight filtering through the trees that occasionally line the city streets on the way to the park. it's his turn to lean in, giddy over the fact that they're really doing this thing. )
Oh?! I knew I could count on you. It's a real piece of junk, judging from the bag alone, but I suppose state-of-the-art equipment would take a fatter stack of cash than what I won from that exercise Patho-Gen tossed on our laps a while back. Hell, I'll have to give you a... raise, or I would, if I were actually capable of running a label or any sort of company right now.
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Date: 2025-04-04 06:16 am (UTC)startling, and frustrating, to be taken off-guard again so easily.
takasugi lets it roll off him, though, tugging at the band of his shamisen strap to make sure it hasn't offset any on his back. )
Never a dull moment when you're around, huh, Amagi-kun. Still, "Sugisugi"? Tell me that's not going to be my stage name. But I guess, if we're going to take to the stage and make this a real hit, we ought to go all out and get crazier with it. How about styling your name to match mine? Like, ... "Rin-Rin", or something... maybe.
( before he can throw out any more silly suggestions to get his nickname changed, takasugi takes notice of the guitar case, and his one visible eye sparkles brighter than the sunlight filtering through the trees that occasionally line the city streets on the way to the park. it's his turn to lean in, giddy over the fact that they're really doing this thing. )
Oh?! I knew I could count on you. It's a real piece of junk, judging from the bag alone, but I suppose state-of-the-art equipment would take a fatter stack of cash than what I won from that exercise Patho-Gen tossed on our laps a while back. Hell, I'll have to give you a... raise, or I would, if I were actually capable of running a label or any sort of company right now.