[ if dokja feels naked without his phone, what does that make itaru? should he say he feels skinned alive? the event isn't gonna grind itself -- and since he's been forced to essentially start over and play the lunatia equivalents of mobages, his accounts aren't anywhere near where he'd like them to be. he needs more cards, and stronger teams, and more ap recovery items --
... but they took his phone, so what can you do?
his feet drag, as he follows dokja down the hallways. they're supposedly on guard duty, but what could itaru do, if someone really wanted to touch that tapestry... ? honestly, they should've appointed someone more athletic for that kind of a thing? ]
Huh. [ he's brought back to earth by dokja's voice, and promptly glances over to the monkeys. some odd, lunatian custom, probably, but it still makes him scoff. ] I can't just pull any jokes out of my ass, so they should be grateful I even bother congratulating them at all --
[ did one just chuck a banana at him? cause a banana just totally hit his face. one's totally flying at dokja, too, since they just assume he's an accomplice. ]
[Oh my god, you've made him an accomplice. He does not deserve a banana being thrown at him. Not right now anyway, there's definitely been plenty of times he did deserve it, so maybe this is belated karma.]
Do you expect them to listen to you? They're monkeys.
[Nevermind the fact they're like, inanimate? Non-living? Art? Dokja'll incline his head ever so slightly, though as a salaryman he really should be doing it lower.]
Congratulations on a long and happy life together.
[... Yeah that's not what they want, there's more bananas being tossed at the two of 'em.]
[ dokja is here on a smartphone exile alongside itaru, so obviously, he IS an accomplice. an accomplice in slacking -- and now also insulting a monkey statue that somehow keeps chucking bananas at them out of absolutely nowhere.
not the weirdest thing itaru's seen here, but still. ]
Hey, if they can listen to jokes, they can listen to some scolding --
[ but apparently not, because another banana hits him right in the chest. listen... he's frail, so don't overdo it, weird statue magic? and look, maybe he is an actor, and maybe he should be able to improvise some sort of a comedic skit to amuse the monkey overlords, but instead... he hides behind dokja, using him as a Human Shield. ]
Think of something else. [ he nudges him forward, right in the line of Banana Fire. ] You were reading something on your phone, right? Did it have any jokes?
[ he asks with a completely straight face. it's fine if he was, it's just... i mean... it's at work... maybe read something pg-13 while you're in public...
anyway, saying that doesn't seem like a big issue. actually trusting a stranger is a bit much, for him, but he'll put his faith in dokja... because he's not playing court jester for a monkey statue. though, he supposes, if it's something dramatic, he can try... ]
Do I have to say it, or actually do it? [ ... ] Well, whatever. Take it away, cap'n; I trust you.
[No... Don't get the wrong idea... Dokja's making a face that obviously can't be seen, and he's not addressing it because he never does when someone accuses him of something unless it'll get him killed.]
[ ... if he's not gonna say anything, itaru's just gonna assume he's right? so, dokja's now a reading-porn-at-work guy. unfortunate.
that said, itaru's already looking around for possible escape routes in case they get pelted with rotten bananas, because if this is dokja's plan, well...
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... but they took his phone, so what can you do?
his feet drag, as he follows dokja down the hallways. they're supposedly on guard duty, but what could itaru do, if someone really wanted to touch that tapestry... ? honestly, they should've appointed someone more athletic for that kind of a thing? ]
Huh. [ he's brought back to earth by dokja's voice, and promptly glances over to the monkeys. some odd, lunatian custom, probably, but it still makes him scoff. ] I can't just pull any jokes out of my ass, so they should be grateful I even bother congratulating them at all --
[ did one just chuck a banana at him? cause a banana just totally hit his face. one's totally flying at dokja, too, since they just assume he's an accomplice. ]
Hey! Behave!
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Do you expect them to listen to you? They're monkeys.
[Nevermind the fact they're like, inanimate? Non-living? Art? Dokja'll incline his head ever so slightly, though as a salaryman he really should be doing it lower.]
Congratulations on a long and happy life together.
[... Yeah that's not what they want, there's more bananas being tossed at the two of 'em.]
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not the weirdest thing itaru's seen here, but still. ]
Hey, if they can listen to jokes, they can listen to some scolding --
[ but apparently not, because another banana hits him right in the chest. listen... he's frail, so don't overdo it, weird statue magic? and look, maybe he is an actor, and maybe he should be able to improvise some sort of a comedic skit to amuse the monkey overlords, but instead... he hides behind dokja, using him as a Human Shield. ]
Think of something else. [ he nudges him forward, right in the line of Banana Fire. ] You were reading something on your phone, right? Did it have any jokes?
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No. It's not that kind of webnovel. But I might know how to handle this, as long as you say you trust me.
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[ he asks with a completely straight face. it's fine if he was, it's just... i mean... it's at work... maybe read something pg-13 while you're in public...
anyway, saying that doesn't seem like a big issue. actually trusting a stranger is a bit much, for him, but he'll put his faith in dokja... because he's not playing court jester for a monkey statue. though, he supposes, if it's something dramatic, he can try... ]
Do I have to say it, or actually do it? [ ... ] Well, whatever. Take it away, cap'n; I trust you.
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... Knock knock.
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that said, itaru's already looking around for possible escape routes in case they get pelted with rotten bananas, because if this is dokja's plan, well...
in a very resigned voice, he answers: ]
Who's there?