But at least they can just sit there grumpily. Leon at least has the time now to try to get his head back on straight, after everything; he blinks away the lingering blackness in his vision, shaking his head once or twice. Nope. This is fine. He's fine.
But she's got the slit to peer through and he can't see too without getting too close to her so instead he's sulking in the dark in a trash can.
[ She'd move over for him if he asked. Nicely. But he doesn't, and thus, he's going to have to be happy with his stinky dark corner. Her lips are pressed into a thin line, though her expression isn't terribly visible in the shadows of the garbage.
Fortunately for them, it seems the robots aren't equipped with heat sensors - either that, or they didn't even consider these two prissy people would jump into a dumpster. Kurisu watches them rush by the alleyway. ]
They passed us by, [ she hisses in an undertone. ] But we should probably wait a little, just to be safe.
[Leon can't ask for anything nicely so alas, he will have to deal with his smelly corner.
There are a lot of things Leon doesn't want to do, of course, and at the top of the list is "listen to this girl order him around" and "remain in this dumpster for any longer", but alas, he can't argue with the sense in staying in there for a short period longer to make sure that they're safe.
His head feels less like it's going to fall off, at least, even if he still has a throbbing headache (and he'll probably have a spectacular bruise, because he's delicate and bruises easily), so he thinks he'll be able to at least handle any other robots that come their way when they get out of this horrible situation.
In response, though, he'll just offer up a quiet:]
she's thankful that he's at least not fighting her on this one. Fighting the temptation to punch him in the face would just be one more annoying thing to deal with right now. With a quick glance to the side in confirmation - not that she can really see him - she returns her focus to the outside, listening closely to the sound of the robots getting farther away.
It takes a minute or so, and, honestly, Kurisu can't even say for sure that they're totally gone (this isn't as easy as it looks in the movies), but it sounds like they are, and she'd fairly fed up with crouching in the trash. ]
... Okay. I think it's clear. [ she states evenly. the haste with which she stands and opens the lid of the dumpster belies how she's really feeling, though... ]
But hey, at least it's a good attempt--he'll take it. As soon as she says it's clear, he's following suit, pulling himself out of that dumpster as quickly as possible. Ugh.]
Disgusting...
[But at least it's a mutter that's not directed towards Kurisu this time. Instead, he glances down the alley, before he has to begrudgingly admit:]
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But at least they can just sit there grumpily. Leon at least has the time now to try to get his head back on straight, after everything; he blinks away the lingering blackness in his vision, shaking his head once or twice. Nope. This is fine. He's fine.
But she's got the slit to peer through and he can't see too without getting too close to her so instead he's sulking in the dark in a trash can.
Progress.]
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Fortunately for them, it seems the robots aren't equipped with heat sensors - either that, or they didn't even consider these two prissy people would jump into a dumpster. Kurisu watches them rush by the alleyway. ]
They passed us by, [ she hisses in an undertone. ] But we should probably wait a little, just to be safe.
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There are a lot of things Leon doesn't want to do, of course, and at the top of the list is "listen to this girl order him around" and "remain in this dumpster for any longer", but alas, he can't argue with the sense in staying in there for a short period longer to make sure that they're safe.
His head feels less like it's going to fall off, at least, even if he still has a throbbing headache (and he'll probably have a spectacular bruise, because he's delicate and bruises easily), so he thinks he'll be able to at least handle any other robots that come their way when they get out of this horrible situation.
In response, though, he'll just offer up a quiet:]
... Fine. On your cue, then.
[Reluctantly, he has to trust her on this one.]
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she's thankful that he's at least not fighting her on this one. Fighting the temptation to punch him in the face would just be one more annoying thing to deal with right now. With a quick glance to the side in confirmation - not that she can really see him - she returns her focus to the outside, listening closely to the sound of the robots getting farther away.
It takes a minute or so, and, honestly, Kurisu can't even say for sure that they're totally gone (this isn't as easy as it looks in the movies), but it sounds like they are, and she'd fairly fed up with crouching in the trash. ]
... Okay. I think it's clear. [ she states evenly. the haste with which she stands and opens the lid of the dumpster belies how she's really feeling, though... ]
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But hey, at least it's a good attempt--he'll take it. As soon as she says it's clear, he's following suit, pulling himself out of that dumpster as quickly as possible. Ugh.]
Disgusting...
[But at least it's a mutter that's not directed towards Kurisu this time. Instead, he glances down the alley, before he has to begrudgingly admit:]
... This was probably for the better.
[Avoiding conflict, that is.]