morning after | outsiders canon | ryusei and kengo

[mathemagician]

The night had been rather uneventful. While Ryusei slept, Kengo had quietly worked at his desk on his latest project. There were no Foodroids to do any kind of reconnaissance work, which had made him feel even more useless during the adjutant attack. He would have felt bad for sending Burgermeal into danger, but that was what they were for -- to handle jobs that he couldn't risk his life with. Tracking the adjutants would have been useful.

Aside from that, he'd talked with Daisen, the salarian who owned Ariake Technologies (or at least the branch he worked at) about alternatives. There were combat drones that could be created and compatible with the omni-tool. It wasn't good for tracking, but it would be a handy defensive tool when Kengo had few options. There was the option of depending on others, but Kengo didn't want to be defenseless for the rest of his life.

During the night, Kengo occasionally got up from his work to clear his head, quietly pacing around the room and checking on Ryusei. Some part of him expected the other would suddenly die or disappear now that someone familiar had finally shown up, though he wondered if he should have been more worried about the potential that Ryusei would try to kill him while he was distracted.

After a number of hours had passed, Kengo had put his head down on his desk to rest his eyes for awhile, but had ended up falling asleep instead. The last three weeks, he'd barely slept at all thanks to different factors. It would have surprised him, though, that he had managed to fall asleep in the same room as Ryusei.

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[asteroidbelt]

The memory of shadowy dreams, Gentarou and Kengo falling, fled rapidly as Ryusei swept his sleepy gaze across the unfamiliar room. How did he get here?

... Right. He didn't know. He pushed himself to a sitting position, looked over at Kengo. Idiot... At least sleep somewhere more comfortable. There had been a couch out in the main room, hadn't there? He should have moved Ryusei there. Ryusei should have moved there himself, he thought as he pulled the blanket off the bed and draped it over Kengo's shoulders.

There was one reason Kengo might not have gone out there to sleep. If he didn't trust his new friend not to do anything. In that case, could Ryusei feel safe leaving this room? Kengo's new friend hadn't acknowledged Ryusei's existence last nigh... how long had Ryusei been out? Well, Ryusei didn't know how to act with someone whose status he didn't know.

It would be fine if he stayed largely silent or politely say he wanted an introduction before conversing, he supposed. But he didn't like that option. For one, Kengo's new friend was someone Ryusei could ask about all of this while Kengo was asleep. Ryusei would just have to navigate the conversation with care, but that was fine; he was awake enough to do it. He got up and went to the door. How had Kengo opened this? Had he just....

A few minutes of waving near the door made Ryusei feel silly, as had patting the door down, so he went back to the bed and gingerly sat so he wouldn't be tempted to hit a wall.