Atton's Coruscant, Saturday

[suitably_heroic]

This would not be the first time that Atton woke up a girl. It would, however, be the first time Atton woke up a girl while on Coruscant, and so there'd been a lot of groaning and complaining for about half an hour until he realized just how badly he could freak out Mical with it.

Also, the boobs. He'd lost another half hour on the boobs.

Of course, by the time it was time to pick up Sparkle from Portalocity, both had kind of lost their novelty factor, and he was left with a body that didn't balance quite the way he expected. Which meant no training, because he was absolutely not going to break a toe or something in front of Sparkle, thank you very much. He was going to have to do something he'd half-promised Sparkle at... some point, instead.

Though, he realized as he waited in the Portalocity office, at least no one had accosted him about being that Jedi today. (And Jedi tunics were unisex, which was nice and easy, at least. Even if he'd had to steal one of Mira's bras. He was just... not going to tell her about it later.)

[[ for the kid, and phone calls, what have yo. ]]

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[suitably_heroic]

Atton pulled a face.

"At least the tits are not traumatic," he muttered.

[myownface]

"You can't even convince me you don't enjoy the tits," Sparkle added, helpfully. "Like you can say it, but I just won't believe you."

Because for a guy with no interest in girls, even Sparkle could admit that boobs were kind of fun. In their weird jiggly sort of way.

[suitably_heroic]

"Fine, fine, the tits are nice," Atton said, rolling his eyes again. "I mean, no substitute for the real thing after the first thirty minutes--" Atton, "--but they're not a chore. Though I look forward to getting to lay down on something other than my back again."

Because ow.

[myownface]

"There is also your side," Sparkle offered. "And creative pillow arrangements, but, like, your tits are kind of huge."

And, as had been previously established, Sparkle's sort of weren't.

[suitably_heroic]

And now Atton had to look down.

"They're pretty nicely-sized," he agreed.

Don't touch them in pub-- okay, fine. Touch them. See if the narrative cares.

[myownface]

Sparkle, don't laugh. Just don't. It would bring more attention to the fact that Atton was touching his own breasts in the middle of the marketplace.

Yeah, no. Sparkle sucked at listening to narrative too, sorry.

"See? Like, okay, laying down? Totally a challenge, fine. But then you get to do that."

In public, Sparkle? C'mon.

[suitably_heroic]

"I haven't gotten laid in two months either," Atton announced. "I'm going to take this, damn it."

Not that he'd been trying very hard, but still.

At least he was dropping the hands again?

[myownface]

"You take it," Sparkle encouraged. "You take it, and you bounce with it, man."

Or jiggle. Or whatever.

"Is there anything you wanted to pick up while we're here? I guess maybe cheese is all we need, assuming these spices are anything like what I'm hoping they are..."

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"And meat," Atton said. "Can't have enough dead things to cover up the taste of the vegetables."

He shrugged. "We can amble towards the non-foods later, see what the pazaak dealers brought in card-wise."

Let it never be said Atton was not consistent in his interests.

[myownface]

Sparkle grinned at that, already zeroing in on a stand that had an assortment of fresh meat sitting out - he recognized the nerf. He'd know nerf from a mile away, by this point.

"That'd be cool," he decided. "Beats having to plunder card decks at home to make something functional, anyway. The best I can get anyone to play with me in Toronto is, like, Uno."

Which he still kicked ass at, let it be known.

[suitably_heroic]

"Ugh, Uno," Atton said. "It's almost as bad as sabacc, but then in the other direction. Who did they develop that game for, younglings?"

... Yes, mainly.

[myownface]

"... Well, yeah," Sparkle confirmed, smirking faintly. "Which is why we have it in a group home. For kids?"

And probably why he enjoyed it so much himself, to be honest.

[suitably_heroic]

"You're an adult," Atton announced. "Play adult card games!"

... No, not ones with pictures of naked people on them.

[myownface]

Sparkle would happily play those, too!

"I'm an adult," Sparkle agreed, "so I get to pick what card games I play. That's kind of the cool thing about being one, you know. The ones who are get to define what that means."

And if Sparkle said it meant he got to play as much Uno as poker, well...

[suitably_heroic]

Atton thought about it.

"No, you don't," he said.

This is why you did not befriend people who took card games seriously, Sparkle.

[myownface]

Hey, he could still play the games that counted! That had to matter for something, right?

"You're just playing Uno wrong," he decided.

[suitably_heroic]

"I'm going to take a pack of Uno cards and nail them on the wall of shame next to the sabacc ones," Atton said, "To serve as a warning."

Just FYI.

[myownface]

Sparkle didn't look super concerned. The Uno cards could probably take it.

"Good idea. We wouldn't want any Uno decks being needlessly mauled if they don't have to be, after all."

Now he kind of wanted to know Atton's feelings on 'Go Fish.'

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Murder.

"You're abusing your adulthood," Atton said, "Playing inferior card games. I'm revoking your adult card."

[myownface]

Sparkle took a moment to consider that.

"Does that mean I get to go back to watching Saturday morning cartoons and eating chocolatey cereal right out of the box?"

Because he could get behind that, honestly.

[suitably_heroic]

"Wearing pyjamas and going to bed before curfew, and no gentleman callers," Atton said. "Oh, and no chocolatey cereal. That poodoo rots your teeth."

Laying down the law, Rand.

[myownface]

"I wear pyjama bottoms anyway," Sparkle pointed out. "Since I share my room with a girl."

And, you know, Raine was great and all, but Sparkle just didn't like her like that.

"And I still need to get laid. So I'm like halfway there already."

Sparkle needed to live a little, clearly. Though he'd never be to bed before curfew. Ever.

[suitably_heroic]

"Nah. See, before this whole Uno incident, I would have been supportive of your quest to get laid," Atton said. "Now, I'm going to say wait until you're older. Maybe fifty."

He was kidding!

Besides his feelings on the Uno incident. Those were real.

[myownface]

Poor Atton. Card games certainly were serious business, Sparkle was beginning to see the light.

"... Might be easier to get laid at fifty," Sparkle mused. "I'll either be, like, that hot middle-aged guy who still manages to rock the tattoos, or... I don't know. Super distinguished. Calling it now."

Maybe he'd still be a complete dork, just older.

[suitably_heroic]

"Or you'll be that guy where everyone's like, 'he looks like he used to be pretty, but wow, he's really let himself go'," Atton said sagely. "It's the skinny thing. Never know how that's going to pan out."