[PRP] Office Space (Harrison + Rep + Jordan + Robert)

[Baneful]

The flash drive got a raised eyebrow. "Aw man I'm ******** jealous. A sentient memory stick?. Just think of the ******** phreaking you could do with that. I bet you haven't even done anything with him either. I'd be all over that s**t, lord of the files." Harrison actually got a dissaproving look from Rep of all people.

At least the urge to pace frantically had receded just a little and he wasn't quite as fixated for the time being on what could go wrong, what had go wrong. He looked around the office thoughtfully before lingering on the door. And its lock.

The urge to pace came back again.

Drumming his fingers on his knee, he stammered just a little "S-so like. What sort of games does she have?"

 

[Toshihiko Two]

"He did...whatever that is to a phone Jordan found, he says. It's how me and him knew about the Apocalypse mission. ....I should have told you about it. I had time to get my s**t in order, at least."

Harrison scowled.

"We haven't had time to do anything. The stuff with the phone was the first time I'd put him in a computer, I didn't want him to blow up the labs."

He didn't want to say that B0nez had...done a little file fishing before Harrison bullied him out of it. They kept it to the games, like Clarice told them to. Harrison felt like poking around was more trouble than it was worth, especially just out of idle curiosity.

"You can look around. The smiley face one is some kind of quiz game with ladies that take their clothes off, but the other ones are okay."  

[Baneful]

Rep actually narrowed his eyes slightly at Harrison as he said he'd known about the Apocalypse mission and not said a word to him. He could have died out there in the desert or wherever else and never known. He couldn't hide his irritation as he snapped. "Well, I guess that's good that you had time to get your s**t in order. I wasn't ready for it in the ******** least when it came and was really ******** distressed at all the s**t I never got to do or say. But that's fine because you knew and you just let me walk around like that. Thanks."

He snorted, moving the chair to the computer, to have a poke around, something exceptionally soothing about finally having a mouse under his hand again and a keyboard in front of him.

"A ..quiz game?" He doubted it would be pub trivia. "You mean a dating sim I think." Not that he'd played many, too much effort with bitches for too little gain. It was bad enough in real life without replicating it in a game.

 

[Toshihiko Two]

Harrison shrugged. "I didn't tell anybody. The mission before that...didn't have a lot of survivors. I figured it wouldn't make much of a difference, knowing or not knowing. Maybe it was better not to know."

He tapped his fingers on the desk.

"But. I shoulda told you."

He listened to Rep's diagnoses of the smiley-face icon gamel.

"...Dating sim? Is that what it is? B0nez keeps going on about those...uh, during-" Harrison cleared his throat. "-you find anything?"

Oddly, some of the files were being shuffled through on their own, independent of Rep's clicking.  

[Baneful]

"Yeah. You should have. I would have been happier knowing. Maybe there's s**t I would have done." he snorted, mentally reliving the horrible night he'd spent wanting to leave his dorm room, wanting to go find either him or Jordan. All the panic and knotted terror of not enough time. Even if he'd known it probably wouldn't be enough time, but he still couldn't shake that feeling that he'd been cheated somehow, that he'd been talking to them and they'd kept their smug knowledge from him.

It made him anxious again, what if there was more they were both keeping from him, what if he was just being played again? It made him feel ill and he tried not to dwell on it.

Think about the games. Maybe they'd help.

Spotting the files being sorted through, he opened a notepad file on the side and typed. "Sup D00d" with a smirk, before turning his attention back to the quiz, as he did so actually registering what Harrison just said. "He talks about those during.." he raised a brow very high indeed. "Hope you weren't thinking about other things though." That'd just be the icing on his insecurities if not only did he lose control hopelessly, but that it wasn't even worth full attention at the time.

He couldn't in all honesty. It had felt real, felt honest, but in his current state of mind it was easy to try and convince himself otherwise.

"Well, there's call of duty at least. If you want to play that."



Alone time.

<>

 

[Toshihiko Two]

'sup' filled in quickly.

"You got time now," Harrison said.

'n4h just dur1n8 cut 5n3n35' came the lightening fast reply 't00 much pl0t n0t 3nuff pr0n'

"Heh, you are jealous of Call of Duty. ...I sure as hell wasn't thinking about video games. Give me a second, I got to figure out the keys, here."  

[Baneful]

There was a giddy sort of strangeness at actually seeing B0nez reply. A sort of affirmation that yes, weapons were there, no they weren't all crazy. He had to smirk slightly. Too much plot, not enough porn, he could ******** relate to that comment. Real life was a dating sim he wished he had a cleared save game for. Dating sims had more choice though, you didn't do things you couldn't help.

"I told you I'm not jealous." he snarled touchily, minus his usual jest.

"And maybe I have time now, time but no ******** venue." he looked him over with an unmistakably feral look, an echo of the impatient look from the cafeteria before tearing his gaze away, furious with himself for so much as thinking along those lines again so soon. The ******** was wrong with him really? "Maybe if I'd had time to get my head together then it wouldn't be so ******** broken now."

He felt that old fury mingling with the fear of the unknown in him, their fault. Was both of their faults he was becoming someone the old him would have hated. Someone the old him would have ******** shanked for being soft, for being a dirty queer. The ferocity of the mental resentment staggered him, his mind veering dark places.



the mental voice hissed, sounding harassed. the angel's voice took an icier tone that is just absurd you silly boil, and if I was there I would hit you I swear to clear your head. You have more than what most people could ever ask for. And I am here in your thoughts. You liked what happened, and I let it happen, I wouldn't have let you do it if it meant you'd come to harm>

jacking controller and play your game>

He blinked, looking stunned beyond belief. Had he just been lectured by Tracey?

 

[Toshihiko Two]

The signals had been there, but he wasn't sure what to make of them. This whole series of events had been off and on, cold and hot, and when he looked over at Rep he didn't have a context for the churning cycle of anger, lust, disgust. "Broken? I mean I know we got this whole...issue with zero privacy going on, and we- well, hell, I didn't set out to...uh, embarrass you. If I'd had time to think about it, I probably- I wasn't thinking, is all. ....What do you mean, broken? Something the matter?"  

[Baneful]

Tracey's words had shocked him out of the very dark spiral he'd been slipping into, and made him realise how much he'd been slipping. He sighed wearily as even Harrison seemed to have picked up on it.

"Its not the embarrassment. Well. Not the only thing." how the s**t did he go about putting words around this? He held up his hands, using them lazily as he talked. "I'm just. Right well I'm just a bit. Not used to s**t, not used to losing it like that. During. Was different..before.. It maybe spooked me I guess how much I..wanted..eh..it ..it doesn't matter really."

He ran a hand through his hair. "I still have a lot of ******** problems with the like.." It took so much effort to just say the word, lowering his voice as if someone might hear him even in the office. "..gay thing." He frowned irritably, feeling like he was ruining the good mood with his needless whining. "A lot a lot of problems - that I'm either trying to get around or ignore. I did a lot of bad s**t to people for it, I still think a lot of bad s**t about it. Sometimes it gets on top of me is all" He didn't entirely expect Harrison to understand, the other man was always so stable, self assured. He didn't seem one for doubts.

"Its not a big deal, just a bit moody today is all I guess." he lied, shrugging and endeavouring to look relaxed.

 

[Toshihiko Two]

Harrison listened, trying to parse through what he was being told.

'bl4h bl4h bl4h, l355 QQ m04r p3w p3w' The notepad moved impatiently off-screen, and the COD loading screen starting circling.

"You never brought it up before," Harrison said, "I thought- I'm sorry about that too. s**t."  

[Baneful]

On the brink of saying more, Rep frowned at B0nez almost guiltily and decided against it. Yeah he probably was being too whiny, it was hard to ignore the clench of embarrassment as he looked away from Harrison.

"Yeah I guess its not something that's really easy to bring up unless I'm on a rant at someone about how much I hate homos." he shrugged again in what he hoped was a dismissive fashion, terrified of making things more weird than he had. "And you don't need to apologise anyway, I'm the dumbass."

 

[Toshihiko Two]

"Well, whatever," Harrison said, "I know you're dealing with some s**t now, but all that said, another week of that keeping each other at arm's length and I woulda lost it. And even if you're rethinking it now, <******** hell," Harrison said with a grin.

He added as an afterthought, "Hey uh, is B0nez on your computer or mine?"

't4k3 a gu3ss'
 

[Baneful]

He couldn't stay tense around Harrison, he really couldn't. It just didn't work. "I know. I couldn't have handled another ******** day let alone a week. Not arguing with that. And like I said I just had a moment. Tracey kind of put s**t back into perspective a bit again."

"And no way am I rethinking it. Having trouble with what led me to it. But as for.. the moment." His gaze went a little unfocused and distant for a moment. "<******** hell indeed." he agreed quietly.

It was only the question about B0nez that made him snap out of it, blinking as his brain jogged to keep up. "Oh. Er. Mine." he smirked, hoping B0nez wasn't adverse to a bit of righteous cheating.



 

[Toshihiko Two]

Harrison looked helplessly at the computer screen.

"What, so I'm on my own over here?"

'sh1t sux'  

[Baneful]

He smirked and glanced sidelong, feeling normal enough again to joke. "Surely you aren't lonely? I thought I fixed that problem."

The realisation they were in a room without other people for a change was slowly settling in and he may have felt just a bit more daring. "We could play against B0nez, but there's probably two ******** problems with that. One, I bet he'd thrash us, two I think I'm probably too heavy to sit on your knee."