i'm two quarters and a heart down

[hackr]

( neon's been busy. busy doing a whole lot of nothing. okay, well, that's not true. he's been trying to figure out his whole deal with jasper lately. he's also still in recovery after that haunted house he and ari walked through a few weeks ago. he's also spent a considerable amount of time vegging out in the spas, spending way too much time with his own thoughts.

a dangerous thing, even for someone who writes songs for a living.

not much for casino play, he skitters through the disorienting scene, having enough trouble finding the pathways through the booths and tables. finally, he finds mecca: the arcade.

it's a dark blue, cavernous space, techno music pulsating through the air, flashing lights and bells and whistles - it feels almost like home. the rhythm games call his name immediately and neon secures a dance game to himself, occasionally pausing to watch other impressive players rack up points. this is unlike anything he's seen at home. of course, their popularity has been on an unfortunate downturn since he was a kid. but here - here anything is possible. so neon gets to work. he's sweaty, long hair tied up in a ponytail. he's even asked the staff for a sweatband so he can pull his bangs away from his face. it's serious to him. he wants to play the uber difficult 3D mode.

eventually, he pulls off the 3D glasses and jumps off the platform, spreading his arms wide. next to him is an overflowing bucket of tickets he's won so far because he didn't want to use the more modern digital points system. )

I need another challenger! Let's freakin' go.

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Challenge Accepted! XD

[solitarynote]

A New Challenger Approaches

[An arcade? With games? This was definitely up his alley.

Sunny was great at games. Omori would be considered a master. At least, in his own Headspace. Here? It was anyone’s guess, but something like confidence filled him at the challenge.

So upon hearing that declaration? The child pulled his knife out, flipped it once, and nodded. An acceptance to Neon’s challenge.

Even if he had no idea which game they were playing…

[hackr]

( thank god he doesn't see the knife immediately. neon might have actually called for the hotel staff to save him, the weakling he is.

not hearing any confirmation - sorry, his periphery isn't the best with his hair being the long mop it is - he taps into the game again with the card given to each hotel visitor and starts a new game with a little shrug to himself.

sorry kid, you'll have to speak up. the crowd in the arcade is kind of thick. )

[solitarynote]

[Well, being ignored by a potential boss of this place was certainly a new experience.

Omori had kept his pose for a few more seconds, then put the knife away, head tilting slightly as he observed Neon start another game.

Huh.

So, what poked the center of Neon’s back was not a knife, but the child’s finger. A brief touch as Omori didn’t like physical contact with others any more than was necessary but strong enough that the other should feel something.]

What challenge?

[Omori wanted to play. Maybe he would earn an achievement or a nice piece of gear out of it? Or maybe some candy.]