[text + Open Janitorman Office Log] V-Day D-Day

[whitedeviljack]

It's Valentine's Day already, huh? I really...

I miss Rose. I'd give anything to spend the day with her.

Blacky's still... I'd give anything to spend the day with This is stupid.

I just wish I knew what I was doing...

...I guess everyone knows crazy things around here can happen, so just be careful.

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[It's about that time again: Office Log time, aw yeah. As you may or may not know, Raiden's the janitor around these parts. He's probably seen you and you've probably seen him around; poking in and out of the various storage rooms and supply closets on campus, in bathrooms, and empty classrooms cleaning, fixing light bulbs and doing minor repairs, stuff like that. Maybe even driving the campus golf-cart here and there (He actually got around to fixing that dent in the front hood too.) or refilling those tricksy vending machines. Sometimes Raiden likes simply walking around campus hallways with his iPod looking like he's being busy.

You may or may not of noticed his usual chubby blue Pokemon companion (gameraaaa) has been absent, but no longer is that the case. Gamera's back! He's actually been back for a few weeks but Raiden's been rather diligent about keeping up his training and diet, so that might explain backdating why he hasn't been seen too much. Plus, it's kind of cold and snowy out still. But now you can easily find both Raiden and Gamera doing their janitor man thing.

Need a scapegoat something cleaned? Notice something amiss in the school? Maybe looking for some casual information or rumors Raiden might of heard in his hallway cleaning adventures? (The hallways have eyes and ears.) Mistake him for a woman again? Just want to troll bother the poor bastard? It's all good. Dates acceptable [02/12] until the end of the month [02/29]. Back/future date as you please!]

<b>Date and Relative time:</b> <b>Where:</b> (This can seriously be anywhere you like on campus; hallways, empty classrooms, stadium, bathrooms, but if you want ~*~privacy~*~ Raiden does have his own little half-office in the back of AE20. It's kind of small, spartan, has a desk with an answering machine on it and some boxes... not much else.) He can also be found in TD-03. <b>Open or Closed?:</b> (Open means it's fair game for thread-hijacking, closed means just the opposite!)

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[fullunlifeconsequences]

Date and Relative time: Valumtime's Day, early noonish.
Where: Halls!
Open or Closed?: Open, why not.

[There is a Blacky in the halls, clutching a box of chocolates and staring at the ground.]

...I've really missed you, you know. Will you be my Valentine?

[She kneels and holds the box out... TO GAMERA. Who she did miss dearly. Don't worry, it's some organic wholistic crap made from carob powder and flax seeds and kelp and all that.]

[gameraaaa]

[Allured by the small of chocolate, the little squirtle found its source in short time.

Yes.

Yes he will fine lady. He'll treat you right he will.

All night long.]

[fullunlifeconsequences]

[No you won't, your bedtime is at 9:00, young man.]

Just don't eat the whole box at once. But don't let your trainer eat the whole thing either. Those are for you.

[She fondly pats his tiny bald head and stands again, glancing around to make sure the halls or clear.]

It's my turn to go away for a while, so keep an eye on him. Or don't. It's up to you.

[gameraaaa]

[Buuuuuuut!

Anyway, he will be good and listen because chocolate--like any kind of chocolate it's been forever man.

But wait, what is this? He tilts his head quizzically.

You're leaving?]

[fullunlifeconsequences]

[Nooo don't give her that faaaaace.]

I have to figure a few things out. That's all.

[gameraaaa]

[Figuring things out? He doesn't really understand but gives an affirmative nod.]

[fullunlifeconsequences]

Alright. Now go on back to your trainer before he comes looking for you.

[SHE IS OUTTA HERE.]

[whitedeviljack]

[WHAT AWWW WHERE DID HE GET THIS AWESOME CHOCOLATE?

...WHY WON'T HE SHARE ANY...]

private/video;

[majorcrotchgrab]

Oh Jaaccckk~ Do you have any plans today...?

private/video;

[whitedeviljack]

[He rears back a little.]

I do I just... haven't thought of them yet.

private/video;

[majorcrotchgrab]

So in other words, no. You don't.

We should do something.

[whitedeviljack]

[NO HE MUST BE BITTER AND ALONE AND...

...ugh. This has bad idea written all over it.]

...Like what?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Celebrate our... brotherly love. Go get something to eat. Some... dessert later...

[whitedeviljack]

[Yeah he'll be hard pressed to pass up free food.]

Better than take-out again. You're paying.

[GUESS WHO WANTS LOBSTER TONIGHT]

1/2

[majorcrotchgrab]

Wait-

[WHAT. ME? PAY?]

I-

[majorcrotchgrab]

Fine.

What time is good for you?

[whitedeviljack]

[Aw yiss]

I don't know. After ten?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Ooh, a late dinner, huh...? I can go for that.

I'll drop by your dorm.

[bestsweater]

Date and Relative time: February 15th, Afternoon.
Where: OFFICE
Open or Closed?: Open WHY NOT

[Knock knock, Raiden.

Knock

Knock.]

[whitedeviljack]

[No he's probably had the worst night ever and doesn't want to answer.]

Who is it?

[bestsweater]

It's me!

[He sounds EXCITED]

I have something for you!

[whitedeviljack]

[Brocks voice is enough to rouse Raiden from his brooding. He sounds excited about something.]

...Yeah?

[There's a shuffling of clothes if one listens closely behind the door before Raiden opens it, dressed. His hair is a little unkempt and it looks like he hasn't slept very well, but here he is.]

What's up?

[bestsweater]

[TADAAAAH It's Brock. He has some. Poffins.]

I heard Gamera was back!

[whitedeviljack]

[Oh yes. Yes he can handle this. Raiden's expression immediately brightens.]

He is!

[LO, LITTLE GAMERA TODDLES IN THE BACKGROUND. Someone is talking about him.]

[bestsweater]

I made some poffins. They're, um. They're sugar-free.

[thepartysjustbegun]

Date and Relative time: Valentines Day, 9pm-ish or later
Where: TD-03
Open or Closed?: open

[Leon is knocking at the door, He looks like he's seen better days.. What will you do?]

[whitedeviljack]

[Chances are, Raiden's getting it on with his evil twin this fine day around this fine hour. But for the sake of sakes, let's say this conveniently happens before that.

Raiden opens le door, and completely does not expect to see Leon there.]

You.

[Frown.]

What do you want?

[thepartysjustbegun]

[Leon half hoped he would get beaten up right there and then.]

I'll keep it short. You can have your dead girlfriend back, I want no part in this anymore.

[whitedeviljack]

[Yeah with an answer like that Leon's on the verge of getting beaten up. Raiden sneers and raises his voice.]

She was never yours to begin with!

[Or so Raiden believes...]

What did you do to her?!

[thepartysjustbegun]

We dated for a while, smartass. [Let's not go into time specifics right now... Namely pre-death).

I didn't even lay a finger on her., she seduced me in her office that day.

[An aura of pending violence was looming]

[whitedeviljack]

[Oh yes it was. Leon's statement easily and quickly fuel's Raiden ire. He reaches out for the collar of Leon's shirt to throw him against the wall with.]

Shut up!

[He grits his teeth and sneers]

Something happened recently otherwise you wouldn't be here. What happened?!

[thepartysjustbegun]

[his backside painfully hits the wall. Should Leon choose to fight back, it would only be for personal shits and giggles, but he wasn't in the mood for that right now, and to have an actual significant reason to fight this man would be complete bullshit. He wants to leave these two dramawhores be and move on.]

We broke up, jackass. Simple as that. [He looks at Jack straight in the face.] Are you expecting me to say that I've hurt her? touched her inappropriately? Made her cry? Put her in danger? You're out of luck.

[whitedeviljack]

[Every word out of Leon's only serves to make the blonde even more infuriated--namely because Raiden doesn't want to listen to them. He shoves the other man back and releases him, still scowling daggers.]

You're telling me you just felt like "breaking up" with her out of the blue for no reason? I don't believe you.

[shootmedown]

[Leon couldn't help but wonder how dense could this guy be... Or maybe this is a misery-loves-company thing where Raiden and Blacky are immune to each others' gloominess...?]

But you'll believe anything she tells you, right? [The reptilian dusts himself off]. I sure did for a good while! [He smiles while his eyes drift to the left] We're such good liars.

[whitedeviljack]

[Yeah that sounds like the snapping point, and Raiden is letting his fist fly right for that left-drifting eye.]

[thepartysjustbegun]

[Leon originally kind of wanted to get beaten up, but instinct made him narrowly dodge that to the right. Unless cosmetics can cover up a black eye for his webcam entry two days later, we can't harm his beautiful face with a paradox punch, but other damages are fine. ]

Wow, you're taking this really bad! [he scampers off to the side]

I probably would too if I wasn't too busy ripped off by a manipulative sex addict I was led to believe had any affection for me.

But that's the life of us evil people. I'm an assassin, and she's a succubus rabbit. [he points a finger up] -That reminds me! I learned a few weeks ago that eevees are rabbits and not dogs, which makes "bitch" inaccurate terminology now!

[he is totally going to be a remarkable pokemon trainer... not!]

[whitedeviljack]

[Leon what are you even rambling about Raiden is so DISTRAUGHT with talks of bitches and rabbits he is set into confusion. He is confused. And upset. And angry. A winning combination, as his fist misses Leon and smashes into the wall behind. Yeah, he was taking this really bad.

There is a sickening and clear CRACK as he does, and immediately he recoils his fist, and doubles over, hissing.]

FUCK.

[Yeah that sounded like he broke something. His wrist. His brain. His heart. Something broke in there.]

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT...?!

[The blonde slumps down to his knees. Led to believe had any affection for me. He knew that. That hurt.

That hurt a lot.]

Just.

[I want no part in this anymore.]

Go away. I'm tired of this.

[shootmedown]

[If only Jack knew how many times Leon injured himself over emotional shit like this in the past. He's pretty angry himself for the most part, but more devastated. Devastaed at the fact he has strong urges to hurt her emotionally somehow for what she did; to leave her with so much pain... but she's dead. Not even physical blows would do anything if he resorted to that.

There's nothing he could do. His reason for coming here is to tell Raiden that he won't interfere with him and Blacky's relationship anymore and possibly make some pre-death confessions but it's a wonder if they even had one at all. You know... considering.

In any case, Leon has nothing against the blonde man anymore. He's not one to make blows to anyone that are intended for another target unless Falco's down in Fichina. ]

... [he walks casually to the door.]

If you find yourself in the same situation, give me a ring so I can buy you a Koopa Kola and we can say mean and nasty things about Stanley a beer and we can sulk and whine about it.

[He leaves.]

part 2, forgot to add this in

[shootmedown]

[Leon does peek back in the room to see if Gamera's scampering around. He can have the poffins that were originally ordered for Blacky, but it would probably be a better idea if they were delivered to him anonymously, and so next morning, they were left by his door.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

Date and Relative time: 2/14 @ 10PM
Where: TD-03
Open or Closed?: UH IDK RIGHT NOW? Closed, I guess?

And just as he said he would, Raikov knocked on Raiden's door right at 10PM. As usual, he was dressed... in tight women jeans and an off the shoulder black top.

He had waited all day for this... and Raiden was going to finally be his.

[whitedeviljack]

Those sure were tight jeans. Not that Raiden was going to be looking or anything--what he was looking forward to was a free meal. His life had been a bit of a mess lately; Gamera was one victory over life, but this recent spiel with Blacky had him settling back in a dark and dismal mood. He couldn't spend this holiday with Rosemary and he couldn't spend it with Blacky either.

Women. Women were so frustrating. So frustrating he was almost looking forward to this, if only to vent to someone who would undoubtedly agree with him. For that someone to be Raikov, that said a lot. Ten o'clock came, and Raiden was ready.

"Just a second...!" He called behind the door as he fumbled around for a jacket, then opened the door.

"...Hi." He greeted, in a tone that might as well of said 'let's get this over with'.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Consider yourself slapped lightly, Raiden. He didn't look too impressed either. What a little bitch he was.

"Sound more happy when you see me. You're getting free food after all."

[whitedeviljack]

What a little bitch! The slapee rubbed his cheek a little, stunned, not expecting that so soon in their date (mind you, he was expecting it at some point).

"I'm not going to be happy to see you if all you're going to do is slap my ass me all night!"

[majorcrotchgrab]

Raikov rolled his eyes. Why was Raiden so difficult? He just wanted to spend some time with his... clone... brother... twin..?

"I can kiss it and make it better."

[whitedeviljack]

"No." Raiden immediately answered.

"No... let's... just go to dinner."

[majorcrotchgrab]

"Alright then..." He chuckled to himself.

Raikov decided to be nice for once and led his delicious twin to a very nice restaurant. A fancy wine and steak place. Once inside, the greeter led them to a table and handed them their menus, informing them their waiter would be with them shortly.

As the Russian glanced through the menu, he decided to start up conversation because he had a feeling Raiden wouldn't do it himself.

"So, how have you been? You never talk to me."

[whitedeviljack]

"I don't really have a lot to talk about."

But that was a lie, as the RECENTLY DEVELOPED bandage around his wrist implied. That still hurt, and he had no inclination of seeing anyone about it. He just wanted to run away from everything again, and this dinner was going to be as close as he could get without actually doing it.

All that had hurt, though not unlike a secondary stinging he felt. The sensation left as quickly as came, leaving Raiden distracted at best, and Dr. Wily's creation laughing maniacally to itself somewhere in the distance. Raiden tried to hide himself behind the menu but it wasn't working.

"Except. Stuff." Wow, great lead-in. But to his merit, Raiden felt weird now.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Raikov tilted his head, trying to inspect Raiden's face despite the menu being in front of it. At least he could judge by his voice.

"So, you do have things to talk about, you just don't want to... Let me guess: girl problems?"

Jack was far too easy to read. Or maybe he just understood him better being his.. twin.. or whatever.