Out the window. They assigned me to Heropa this time.
[If Jaime looks out the front window, Tadashi's just on the sidewalk, looking down at his phone while he texts Magicman too. Boy this is an Interesting night.]
[Okay, he's looking out of his window, eyes bugging out. Clearly he was getting ready for bed - his hair seems to be standing straight up, which is what happens when he runs his hands through it, and he's in ratty old sweatpants and an oversized T-shirt - but that doesn't seem to bug him much as he leans halfway out of the window, trying to get a better look at him.
And yeah, that's Tadashi.
The sane thing to do would be to just, you know, walk the thirty extra steps needed to run downstairs and through the door, but somewhere in Jaime's lizardbrain, something is telling him if you don't get him as soon as possible he'll just disappear again.
Which means that the next time Tadashi looks up, his stupid friend will be halfway down the wall of the side of his house, because that's the sane way of dealing with reuniting. Tadashi won't have long to think about it, however, because as soon as his bare feet hit the ground, he's got one shorty launching himself at him, arms wrapped around his neck in a stranglehold of a hug.]
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Date: 2016-11-04 12:27 am (UTC)< Jaime Reyes > requires 120 - 240 seconds in order to regain his composure.
Observation: he is very glad to see you.
Secondary observation: < Tadashi Hamada > lacks subtlety.
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Date: 2016-11-04 12:36 am (UTC)Thanks, Khaji. Sorry, subtlety hasn't ever been a strong point.
[With Hiro, you couldn't afford to be subtle.]
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Date: 2016-11-04 08:35 am (UTC)wherever it is I'm headed over now
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Date: 2016-11-04 06:13 pm (UTC)[If Jaime looks out the front window, Tadashi's just on the sidewalk, looking down at his phone while he texts Magicman too. Boy this is an Interesting night.]
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Date: 2016-11-04 09:18 pm (UTC)[Okay, he's looking out of his window, eyes bugging out. Clearly he was getting ready for bed - his hair seems to be standing straight up, which is what happens when he runs his hands through it, and he's in ratty old sweatpants and an oversized T-shirt - but that doesn't seem to bug him much as he leans halfway out of the window, trying to get a better look at him.
And yeah, that's Tadashi.
The sane thing to do would be to just, you know, walk the thirty extra steps needed to run downstairs and through the door, but somewhere in Jaime's lizardbrain, something is telling him if you don't get him as soon as possible he'll just disappear again.
Which means that the next time Tadashi looks up, his stupid friend will be halfway down the wall of the side of his house, because that's the sane way of dealing with reuniting. Tadashi won't have long to think about it, however, because as soon as his bare feet hit the ground, he's got one shorty launching himself at him, arms wrapped around his neck in a stranglehold of a hug.]
Tadashi!