Hundred Eighth Explosion

[deusexhormones]

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[SO HOUSEMATES (Neku and Shiki, basically) might have noticed there is a new addition to the house. Namely there is a large-ish TV with a DVD player and a speaker or two in the main room. There is also a large-ish collection of Disney DVDs there. This means-]

Oi! Winry! C'mon over to my place today.

[...Hm. Something he's been wondering about lately comes to mind as soon as he finishes with that decidedly leading message which he may or may not get grief for being public. He drums his fingers before pressing with:]

...Y'know, without Rohan printing his manga here - or that paper from a long while back - there hasn't been much in the way of creativity from people in a written format. [He seems to recall someone else said something similar a few weeks ago. ...Oh well] Maybe the Brigade should hold some kinda contest for that... [...HMM.] Or I could- nah. Last time... [He gets a flashback to Senel punching him. This makes him shudder and then give up on that idea]

Well, whatever. Maybe a contest later on.

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

...Oh. Hey there, Den. [He blinks once or twice before he smiles and crouches down to let the dog smell his hand]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Den? It's alright, it's just Haruki.

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[...Pfft. Haruki smiles and takes this moment to pet the guy. Or well, more like itch behinds his ears shortly] So you're gunna be watching with us, huh? Works for me.

[He'll make you like him yet, dog]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

So can we come in? I brought some candy.

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

'Course you can! Let's go! [And... opening the door wider. He steps out of the way for the two of them]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[...Okay! He waves over to the TV set up] Check it out!

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

So this is it? Really?

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

Mmmhm~! That's the one. [and, smirking, he opens up the DVD player to load the disc]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[And... Lion King is in. Loading screen and such with previews before the menu of course, but he does take this moment to bring the remote in hand and sit onto the couch. Also: do notice the popcorn in a bowl there]

C'mon.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[COMING SOON TO DISNEY DVD

But then he clicks the scene forward button to skip most of them.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Hey - What - ?

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[And now they're at the menu. He turns to her, blinking a little] That's just some advertisement stuff before the movie.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

But - How did you - what did...?

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

...This thing. [Okay holding up the remote now] It uses radio waves to tell the thing what to do.

[They have radios, right?]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Neat!

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[...He weighs his options before, okay, he lets her have it but he adds on-]

Don't take it apart right now though.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Which one starts it?

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

The one with the triangle pointing to the right. That's the "play" button.

[This is said as he is literally popcorn.gif, by the way. With the bowl here]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[Pfft. If she's this impressed by the opening things; just wait until the movie itself starts.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[god-is-a-dude.livejournal.com]

[Haruki is feeling nostalgic. While this movie does flood back to him to his youth it's also literally been almost a year since a saw a TV (at LucetiLand) and he can't help but smile a little himself, stupidly. He's even missing Winry being awestruck, sadly]