Kiyotaka Ishimaru (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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themainframe2013-06-05 05:00 am
justicealwayswins) wrote in themainframe2013-06-05 05:00 am
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[When the change hit, Ryudamon was relieved at first. For almost an hour, anyway. Ishimaru didn't say a word- and he was completely conscious, with other people around, without a book in his hands! It was peaceful, yes, but it didn't take long for the silence to become eerie, downright disturbing when he wouldn't answer when spoken to.
Time to take drastic measures. The screen switches on to show a distanced view of Ishimaru glaring directly into it, sitting on his bed. Ryudamon steps in from the side, gesturing at him.]
Everyone, this is my partner, Ishimaru. He's not like this. Something happened, I think. He's doing nothing. I mean, I thought he'd have to take a break from training and studying and everything sometime, but... look.
[He turns and waves.] Hey, good morning. [A pause.] Two plus two is five? [Still nothing. He faces the screen again with a tired look. It takes him a while to admit defeat, so they've been through this numerous times.]
What do I do about him? I don't know what to do.
[Finally, Ishimaru opens his mouth and responds in a quiet, flat tone.]
No shit, Sherlock.
Time to take drastic measures. The screen switches on to show a distanced view of Ishimaru glaring directly into it, sitting on his bed. Ryudamon steps in from the side, gesturing at him.]
Everyone, this is my partner, Ishimaru. He's not like this. Something happened, I think. He's doing nothing. I mean, I thought he'd have to take a break from training and studying and everything sometime, but... look.
[He turns and waves.] Hey, good morning. [A pause.] Two plus two is five? [Still nothing. He faces the screen again with a tired look. It takes him a while to admit defeat, so they've been through this numerous times.]
What do I do about him? I don't know what to do.
[Finally, Ishimaru opens his mouth and responds in a quiet, flat tone.]
No shit, Sherlock.
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[There's no way that sentence is going to end well. Hands, meet mouth.]
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Hey, don't worry about it, I've got your back.
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Are you still mad at John about the confetti?
[Well, yes, pieces of confetti are continuing to surface with every cleaning of the apartment and this bothers him! Ishimaru nods- and then his brow furrows and he shakes his head. No, his roommate does not need to be punched in the face!]