damned_institute | Day 44: Lunch

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Day 44: Lunch

That had been a very frustrating shower. For many reasons. At least Raine was going to at least look at Forte. Hopefully, she'll actually heal him. The showers had also succeeded in making the ninja feel like a pervert. A mild one, but still... It was as if Yukari had picked that spot in the showers because she knew the ninja could easily see her.

Ugh! Damn youkai.

Squirreling herself away in a corner of the cafeteria, Sheena finger combed her wet hair before pulling it back with the bright red ribbon. She so needed her own hair ribbon back. She was attempting to formulate her plan of acquisition - she was ninja after all - as people started trickling into the room. The plan was put on pause, though, when her stomach rumbled.

Food now - plan later.

[Closed to Haseo and Endrance]

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Lockdown rolled his optics when the kid started getting all teary-eyed. "Trust me, you and I got very different ideas of 'fun'," Speaking of which, maybe he could have some 'fun' with this kid. Consider it payback for all those times he replaced Lockdown's messages with those annoying 'cutsified' versions.

Time to let Honey know exactly who he was dealing with. Lockdown smirked, "My idea of fun would involve a meeting of my chainsaw mod and your head."

There were a number of people that could've been annoyed with the recent bulletin posts, but when he mentioned the chainsaw and mod stuff, Honey was pretty sure he knew exactly who it was. And he also knew that the man wasn't a good person, not at all. Honey closed his teary eyes for a moment, sighing quietly to himself. There was teasing and then there was stopping people who really were bad.

When he opened his eyes again, there was little of the cute, doe-like look they'd had before. He glared right back, mouth set in a thin line. "I'm not going to be bullied. Definitely not by a meanie like you."

Lockdown's smirk faded for a moment when Honey's tone suddenly changed. He wasn't expecting that. Especially not from a whimpy kid like this. Nonetheless, he brushed it off quickly and his smirk returned.

"No? And just what are ya' gonna do about it?" He replied sardonically.

The Haninozuka clan had a long-standing history of prestigious and skilled fighters and even today, they often taught not just military, but special ops and other forces in various forms of combat. Mitsukuni, called a prodigy by many, had defeated the family head before he even turned eighteen. So when he told Lockdown that he wasn't afraid, that he wasn't going to let someone twice his size bully him, he meant it.

"I would hope we could talk out our problems and work together to stop the bad people who're already keeping us here," he said, setting the toy rabbit on his lap and picking up the hamburger from his plate. The darkened expression didn't leave his face though, even as he took a bite and chewed it thoughtfully. "But you seem to like scaring and bullying people. That's not very helpful."

Lockdown chuckled. So the kid thought he wasn't helpful. It was true that Lockdown liked 'scaring and bullying' people, but that was just because he was sadistic like that. The bounty hunter, and those who knew him, knew just how dangerous he was. He also trusted that someone would find and kill Landel before long. There had to be at least a few hundred inmates here.

"Well, ain't you the little Autobot," Lockdown mused.

Autobot? Oh, that's right, he was one of those transforming robots. Even though he sure didn't look the part now. To be honest, the situation was a little out of his expertise. Honey'd handled plenty of threats against the host club in the past, but those were usually done with words and plenty of Kyoya's veiled threats. Honey was only brought in as a sort of point-and-shoot maneuver. If it was an emotional problem, he could help his friends through it. If it was a villain threat, he could probably take 'em down with a few well-placed kicks, but the things inbetween? Well, it wasn't like he wanted to hurt Lockdown.

"As long as your bullying is targeted toward the real bad guys in this place, we shouldn't have a problem, right?"

Lockdown shrugged, "Whatever, kid."

He still wasn't gonna let Honey tell him what to do. He could 'bully' anyone he damn well pleased, be them innocents or the slaggers running this place. Of course, the bounty hunter was going to make Landel pay when he was finally caught. He'd get his real body back again, and be back on the Death's Head, yet.

Honey sighed again, eyes softening as he looked back down at his tray and tried not to make a mess of his burger. He took another bite. This was definitely one of those awkward and uncomfortable conversations. And there wasn't even cake to help anything. Well, he wasn't about to move after the nurse had made him come sit. But it didn't mean he had to play nice.

"Don't call me kid," he said after a moment.

Lockdown let the kilks of silence carry on, nibbling on fries. When Honey spoke again, the bounty hunter murmered, "What, you one of those old guys trapped in a young body or somethin'?" There seemed to be a lot of those going around. Lockdown himself even sort of qualified as one. While he was actually at least seven million stellar cycles old, his current body was that of a middle-aged man. Sure, his current body wasn't exactly young, but it was close enough.

Honey glanced up from his burger, ketchup staining his face here and there, though he made no move to grab for his napkin.

"Huh? No, I'm eighteen." He knew full well he looked younger, that was part of the appeal, but it wasn't like it bothered him. "I just don't like being called that. It's not cute when you say it." Neither was slagger or anything else he'd been called, but, well...

On a subconscious level, Honey knew it was nitpicking. But sometimes he just felt like acting childish. And when he was upset? That was when it was hardest of all to act mature.

Eighteen, huh? Well, that still sounded pretty young for a fleshie. Of course, to Cybertronians any age under under one-hundred was considered to be practially a freshly-sparked protoform.

Lockdown snorted, "Yeah, well, in case you were too much of a bolthead to notice, I don't do 'cute'." What was with this kid and his weird obbsession with everything cute?

He didn't have to keep name-calling either. Honey might be feeling snippy, but he wasn't calling the man names. Ugh, it felt like he was being punished or something, having to sit with this man-robot. Why couldn't he be a nice robot? Like the giant mecha ones that saved the world and stuff.

Well, he could always pretend he was just hosting for a really obnoxious client. But even then, usually Kyouya was good at keeping those sort of people far, far away. And if that didn't work, Takashi was always with him. Only right now, he wasn't.

"How do you know you don't like it? Have you tried to like cute things?" the question was asked with a tiny amount of actual curiosity, though he didn't expect much of an answer from the man.

Lockdown narrowed his optics at Honey, ready to give him one big 'slag no', when a thought crossed his processor. Now that he thought about it...

His expression softening, the bounty hunter shrugged, "Sorta. Knew a bot who was cute. Also have a friend who's cute." He'd wait for that to sink in before he revealed that he harbored lecherous thoughts for both bots, just to freak out Honey. Sure, finding bots like Prowl and HK cute probably wasn't wha Honey was thinking about, but who cared?

This wasn't shaping up to be a very fun meal at all. Good thing he'd had fun the last few shifts or he'd be downright cranky right about now.

That wasn't to say he wasn't kind of annoyed, but at least Lockdown seemed to be making an attempt at conversation. He could do the same.

"Ah- well, that's good. So cute things aren't all that bad, right?" he asked hopefully.

"Guess not," then he smirked. "That's why I fucked one of 'em already and plan on fuckin' the other." He said that last sentense in a casually-pleasent manner, as if he were talking about the weather or a favorite piece of reading material. Lockdown had also learned the word 'fuck' from that assassin earlier, and had decided that he liked it.

In all seriousness, though, Lockdown truely did find Prowl and HK cute. Cute was one of the things he looked for in potential mates, along with how well they could fight.

Honey's faint smile diminished completely, lips drawn out into a firm line. It would be all fine and dandy if Lockdown wanted to date other robots, it was even sweet that he called them cute. But the cursing and derogatory stuff that followed just about made his ears burn. What kind of gentleman talked like that? In front of a lady or no, there was no call for it!

And here he was, trying to be nice, trying to have a polite conversation, and Lockdown was just trying to be obnoxious! In the blink of an eye, his arm snapped forward and he threw the messy hamburger, aimed right for Lockdown's face. Despite his tiny stature, he had no problem hurling the object with plenty of force behind it.

Lockdown didn't even try to dodge the burger. The bounty hunter swiped some of the red stuff off his face with a thumb and then licked it off in a display of smuggness. He was still in control

As he casually picked the food bits off his face, Lockdown murmered, "So, ya' got a temper under all that sweetness, hm?" He then picked up a napkin and wiped his face clean.

Honey could hardly deny that he did have a temper, there was far too much proof to the contrary. But it only came to surface every once in a while in large, explosive outbursts.

He still held Usa-chan under one arm and scowled across the table. Though, in his defense, even his angriest look still managed to look more like a childish pout. Honey crossed his arms in a defensive way, not bothering to answer.

Lockdown chuckled. "Not talkin' to me anymore, eh?" He took that as a sign that he'd cornered Honey. There were all sorts of ways to have power over others. There was the physical way, which was fun, and the "talking way", which could be just as fun.

Part of him was eager for dinnertime, so he could tell HK about this. Maybe a funny story would help HK forgive him for the bite marks.

While it was pretty satisfying to see the burger stain Lockdown's face, his reaction to it was just annoying. Not even a yelp of surprise.

"I don't like you," he said flatly, not letting his eyes leave the man's face, not even to look for Takashi. If Lockdown continued to press, he'd get more than a burger in his face for his trouble.

'I don't like you'? Lockdown had heard worse than that. That was nothing. Then again, it wasn't like he cared what anyone thought of him anyway. He didn't mind being hated one bit. It came with the job.

He took another napkin and wiped the last bits of food off his face, while stating, "Join the club."

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