[There's a pause as Johnny sort of rolls over on the floor. He can't actually believe what he's hearing here.
But it tracks, Robby had made the attempt to reach out to him after that house party. And even if things had gotten off track for them from there. Johnny had desperately hoped he could find a way to bridge that gap.]
You-
You want to come stay with me?
[He cannot hide the disbelief mixed with hope in his tone.]
[ There is a pause in him; one that wants him to take it back, change his mind. But, he has to give this a try. His dad doesn't remember everything he does, but didn't they still get somewhere? A chance.
Don't back out, he tells himself. But there are logistics, where he's wondering- ]
Is there room? I know you've got people staying with you. If it's easier for me to leave at night--
[ It's just an offer, not an attempt to go back on it; nothing hopeful in it, just Robby making sure. He didn't exactly stay long in that warehouse-slash-dojo to know much.
(But it won't be the first time he sleeps in some place like that, will it.) ]
[Johnny's willing to bat down these questions. He was freaked out but he was willing to give this a shot. Give them... A chance to get off on the right foot. If he could or had made steps forward with LaRusso in the future. He wanted to think that there was hope for him and Robby too.]
There's room. And even if not- We'll make room.
I know you're doing your own thing out there. But... There's always a spot here for you if you want it. And you don't have to feel like you have to stay here either.
[ Nonchalant, non-committal; keeping it easy for the both of them. They're both cool about it, no big deal. ]
I'll be over in-- half an hour? Just uh, don't try and find any beds the way you are. [ A sliver of a joke, there. ]
Oh, and there was this guy -- he said his omen was helping him get around. If you have one.
[ He knows everyone can technically have one, but does his dad bother with his? Will it actually be useful?? Who knows; Robby's just putting it out there. ]
[Yeah. Totally cool. Perfectly cool. It's not like the only time he's had Robby over was when he showed up with his drunk girlfriend. He totally didn't get into a karate fight with that girl's dad AKA his ETERNAL RIVAL the next morning or anything either.
...Yeah. [ Maybe -- maybe the omen wouldn't be as useful in this situation as he was thinking. But. Whatever. ] Okay, well. See you.
[ Poorly picked words Robby realises as he's turning off the omni, but too late!! Let's hope chaos doesn't reign by now between the journey from his place to Johnny's. He packs just a change of clothes for one night, but ends up adding in food (mostly snacks) into his bag than anything else, like he isn't sure if his dad will have much food, and you know what his roommate can do? Make things appear. Good stuff.
The trip there still takes him a minute, and he's feeling nerves himself, if he's honest. Especially once he's stepped outside the dojo-slash-warehouse, and remembering when he was last here; the reason he was last here, his eyes on Paul, and that twisted contradiction in his gut that wanted to hate him, fight him, and to concede before anything happened.
And now, he feels a contradiction to that. But he doesn't hang around and indulge in the feeling, moving into the building and starting to find the part that isn't dojo, into the part he didn't step into before. Looking for one (1) dad, and calling out - until he'll find whatever room he's in. ]
[The part of the dojo that wasn't a dojo was about as cozy as it could be. It was still very obviously an old warehouse but there was a bunch of second hand furniture that gave it a sort of homey look. There's also some old art work of scantily clad women set up along the wall, because of course there is.
Johnny can be found with his Omen trying to spread out a sheet over an old cot that he wrangled up when there were a few more people living in the warehouse. He misses the bed entirely.]
[ He wasn't one to judge living spaces. The LaRusso's living space was clean, new, money; and there were plenty of people like that, but never once was it him. You break something in a house like that, and it's noticed, it's an eyesore, all before it gets switched out. Except broken shit was his entire living experience, it was clutter, it was a carpet rarely vacuumed because his mom rarely cared and he didn't care if she didn't.
Robby sees this warehouse-adjacent home, and what he sees it: you could do a lot to it. You could leave broken shit to be future you's problem (because it'll always be future you's problem) and there's no expectations. There's something relaxing about it.
Or that could be the fact his dad can't see him.
But look, behold: said dad is doing exactly what Robby said he shouldn't. Okay, some of what he said not to (sorting out a cot), some of what he did (getting his Omen) to help. He's definitely not taking in the fact with anything other than exasperated disbelief. There's no tiny giddiness in seeing his dad take charge about him possibly staying over, because why would there be.
He puts the bag down by the wall and walks over to the cot, picking up the sheet with a glance at the omen. Wasn't thinking of saying at first, but he sighs, and: ]
Couldn't help yourself, huh. Tory made some food, --with her powers. Dunno what you've got. You know what you're going to do about classes?
[ He's taking over the sheet, or will try to, without bringing attention to it. Spread it over properly, get the corners where they should be and the fabric stretched out. Speaks evenly and asks the question evenly, like this is normal. ]
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Date: 2022-10-01 03:48 pm (UTC)But it tracks, Robby had made the attempt to reach out to him after that house party. And even if things had gotten off track for them from there. Johnny had desperately hoped he could find a way to bridge that gap.]
You-
You want to come stay with me?
[He cannot hide the disbelief mixed with hope in his tone.]
Yeah-
Yeah, of course it's alright.
I'll uh- get a bed and shit ready for you.
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Date: 2022-10-01 03:55 pm (UTC)Don't back out, he tells himself. But there are logistics, where he's wondering- ]
Is there room? I know you've got people staying with you. If it's easier for me to leave at night--
[ It's just an offer, not an attempt to go back on it; nothing hopeful in it, just Robby making sure. He didn't exactly stay long in that warehouse-slash-dojo to know much.
(But it won't be the first time he sleeps in some place like that, will it.) ]
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Date: 2022-10-01 05:36 pm (UTC)There's room. And even if not- We'll make room.
I know you're doing your own thing out there. But... There's always a spot here for you if you want it. And you don't have to feel like you have to stay here either.
Just... Whatever you want to do.
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Date: 2022-10-01 06:01 pm (UTC)[ Nonchalant, non-committal; keeping it easy for the both of them. They're both cool about it, no big deal. ]
I'll be over in-- half an hour? Just uh, don't try and find any beds the way you are. [ A sliver of a joke, there. ]
Oh, and there was this guy -- he said his omen was helping him get around. If you have one.
[ He knows everyone can technically have one, but does his dad bother with his? Will it actually be useful?? Who knows; Robby's just putting it out there. ]
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Date: 2022-10-11 02:11 am (UTC)This would be fine.]
Yeah... Sure. I'll uh- figure something out. I've got this.
[He gives that a little bit of thought and nods.]
Yeah. I have one of those. His name's uh- Tommy. He mostly fetches me beer and runs a camera into the network here.
He's pretty fucking badass though.
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Date: 2022-10-11 04:24 am (UTC)[ Poorly picked words Robby realises as he's turning off the omni, but too late!! Let's hope chaos doesn't reign by now between the journey from his place to Johnny's. He packs just a change of clothes for one night, but ends up adding in food (mostly snacks) into his bag than anything else, like he isn't sure if his dad will have much food, and you know what his roommate can do? Make things appear. Good stuff.
The trip there still takes him a minute, and he's feeling nerves himself, if he's honest. Especially once he's stepped outside the dojo-slash-warehouse, and remembering when he was last here; the reason he was last here, his eyes on Paul, and that twisted contradiction in his gut that wanted to hate him, fight him, and to concede before anything happened.
And now, he feels a contradiction to that. But he doesn't hang around and indulge in the feeling, moving into the building and starting to find the part that isn't dojo, into the part he didn't step into before. Looking for one (1) dad, and calling out - until he'll find whatever room he's in. ]
Dad?
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Date: 2022-10-12 01:34 am (UTC)Johnny can be found with his Omen trying to spread out a sheet over an old cot that he wrangled up when there were a few more people living in the warehouse. He misses the bed entirely.]
Robby? Yeah. I'm over here.
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Date: 2022-10-12 09:12 am (UTC)Robby sees this warehouse-adjacent home, and what he sees it: you could do a lot to it. You could leave broken shit to be future you's problem (because it'll always be future you's problem) and there's no expectations. There's something relaxing about it.
Or that could be the fact his dad can't see him.
But look, behold: said dad is doing exactly what Robby said he shouldn't. Okay, some of what he said not to (sorting out a cot), some of what he did (getting his Omen) to help. He's definitely not taking in the fact with anything other than exasperated disbelief. There's no tiny giddiness in seeing his dad take charge about him possibly staying over, because why would there be.
He puts the bag down by the wall and walks over to the cot, picking up the sheet with a glance at the omen. Wasn't thinking of saying at first, but he sighs, and: ]
Couldn't help yourself, huh. Tory made some food, --with her powers. Dunno what you've got. You know what you're going to do about classes?
[ He's taking over the sheet, or will try to, without bringing attention to it. Spread it over properly, get the corners where they should be and the fabric stretched out. Speaks evenly and asks the question evenly, like this is normal. ]