1105/Texting In Class

Texting In Class
Date of Scene:	24 February 2016
Location:	Takashi's House
Synopsis:	Takashi and Ami exchange text messages during class. Takashi is bad at people.
Cast of Characters:	Takashi Agera, Ami Mizuno

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Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi had been turning the phone over in his hand. It was an odd feeling, the way his mind and body seemed to be acting. Trying to place it was strange. Like he was about to have some sort of fight on the phone? Tense.

He was even less focused on the instructor at the front of the class than usual - which was notable as it wasn't a class he found disinteresting most days.

A moment to recenter himself and he grumbled at the phone under his breath. This was stupid. He was just asking someone he knew a question.

TXT Ami-chan: Hey. What kind of music do you listen to? If you do."

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami is not normally the type to receive texts in class. In fact, her friends generally know that texting is only acceptable in emergencies. Especially when it's her AP Biology class. But being a superhero means sometimes there is an emergency, so she leaves the phoneon, sound off, vibrate function active to get her attention.

That little buzz earns a blink of surprise, and Ami surreptitiously pulls the phone out of her pocket and inspects it. When she sees the sender, she gets even more confused, then pulls open the incoming message list.

What Ami finds is not an emergency, nor is it life threatening. What a random and completely mundane question!

Glancing up at the teacher to make sure she's not about to get caught, Ami hastily texts a reply.

TXT Takashi-kun: I'm in class!! You should be, too! I like several kidsn of music. Can't this wait?

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi waits. Impatiently. For a reply. Drawing little circles on his notes as his professor drones on, becoming just a muffled voice in the distance. Phone gets picked up, looking at, put down. Three times. Before he starts to just shift it further away from him on the desk in front of him, it buzzes back.

He blinks and shrugs. And even looks around. He's far from the only student on his phone. It's kind of obvious.

Txt Ami-chan: ...I am in class. It's just a lecture though. Axion is recording in case it is important? I guess it's not important but I wanted to know.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami grimaces as her phone buzzes again, then puts her hands over it. She smiles at the teacher, who gives her a funny look, then looks at the text when his back is turned. A quick roll of her eyes, then she hastily texts him back.

TXT Takashi-kun: Well some of us prefer to pay attention in class. Acapella, Folk rock, and 50s rock. I prefer English for music. Why?

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi picks the phone up. His doesn't buzz - that'd be rude. Instead the little light just brightens - which is a lot easier when nobody cares that you have it on your desk.

TXT Ami-Chan: Are they actually teaching you anything you don't already know? That would make them a far better public school than I'd expect. Anyways...

TXT Ami-Chan: Becuase...I was curious. I heard someone say 'music is how we decorate time' and it made me wonder how you decorated time. Plus I read sometimes studying with music can be beneficial.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
This time, Ami is prepared for the response; she keeps the phone low in her lap, out of sight and with nothing to buzz against when the text comes in. So of course he makes it buzz twice, just to make her life difficult.

Ami continues to smile at the professor whenever he glances her way, then reads the texts in between. With a roll of her eyes, she crafts a hasty response.

TXT Takashi-kun: I happen to like the course, whether it's new information or not. That's a very poetic way to describe music, but I don't listen that often. I suppose I do when I'm studying, sometimes.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi reads her text and has trouble... really parsing it. If it's not new information, it's not newly valuable. It's one thing to read a book twice - but not a TEXTbook.

He looks at the phone and debates, before pointing something out.

TXT Ami-Chan: You listen more than me, then. I'm not even sure what kind of music I like. You don't have to keep messaging me if the class is more interesting to you.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami stares at the next text with a dire expression. She frowns, glances up at the teacher, then back to her phone.

TXT Takashi-kun: It is interesting, but it's also almost over. I answered your question, didn't I? What else do you want?

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi looks at the phone, tilting his head a bit as he reads the text.

Leaning back, he taps out a quick response, then a longer one.

TXT Ami-chan: I didn't dispute your level of interest, I just said if it was more interesting than me. Clearly it must not be.

TXT Ami-chan: I dunno. I just realized how little I know about you outside of chess and trying to stop you from dying. I was curious. And my house is really quiet, now.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami reads those two, then packs up her bags and consides her response. It doesn't come right away as she wanders towards a bench to enjoy her bento for lunch. When she sits down, Ami works out a reply:

Takashi-kun: Was pretty quiet with me there, too, since I mostly stayed on the couch. Get a pet? Cats are mostly self-managing.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi is still in class for a while longer, not that it matters. If his instructor shot him a dirty look, Takashi would shoot one right back, given that he knows this particular instructor via Eclipse as well.

He debates the answer for a bit. As much asking himself as trying to find the words to use.

TXT Ami-chan: It wasn't as quiet as you'd think. Or it didn't feel quiet. I was probably too busy listening for anything to indicate you were waking up, at first.

TXT Ami-chan: and you know not dead.

TXT Ami-chan: I don't think I want a cat. Anyways, you're not super-quiet all the time. And once you were well enough to talk that was nice.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Mentally, Ami adds another point in the 'cons' bucket. Seriously, who doesn't like cats? She reads his flurry of texts while eating her lunch, then responds to them one-handed, which leaves her a little slow.

TXT Takashi-kun: Maybe you should advertise for a roommate. Someone from your school or something. I'd have a cat if I could, though. Cats are the best companions.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi looks at the screen for a moment, leaning back.

TXT Ami-chan: I just don't think a cat would be able to talk science with me. I mean, if they could, I think that would be information that'd change my opinion.

TXT Ami-chan: For that matter neither could a lot of my classmates, so maybe that's not entirely fair.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami blushes just a little as realisation hits her, and she glances around to see if anyone's watching. Naru's missing, Usagi-chan is with Mamoru, Makoto ... Makoto will probably be here soon but she's not watching now. Phew. Relieved, she hastily texts back.

TXT Takashi-kun: I'm not moving in with you just so you'll have someone to nerd out with.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi looks at the phone and promptly drops it. Which means he has time to ask himself, internally, fantastically confusing and uncomfortable questions about where he was going with this entire line of conversation, why he texted her at all, and other such productive things.

Eventually, though, he gets control of himself, leans over, picks up the phone, looks at it again, manages not to drop it this time, and answers.

TXT Ami-chan: I don't think I meant it like that.

He sends that text and then picks up on it.

TXT Ami-chan: I meant that I miss having your mind around. That doesn't mean you have to move in with me.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami snorts amusedly at him. "Of course you didn't," she says, skepticism in her tone. Leaning back, she texts out the perfect reply.

Takashi-kun: Of course you didn't think. They do that for you at your kind of school. Us public schoolers have to learn to do it for ourselves. Anyways, if you had my mind around all the time that would be functionally moved in, and that's definitely not happening. Do you have some other suggestion in mind?

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi goes from 'sort of embarassed and flaily' to 'defending his pride and school' rapidly - and then back to flaily - putting his emotions on Full Rollercoaster Status.

TXT Ami-chan: Well I'm sure much of your peers have trouble with the source material, but I expected more of you. Maybe you need to switch cram schools. And I don't know, maybe I can just have your mind around on decently common occasions then.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Takashi-kun: Insulting me or my education is not a good way to ask me to do something with you. Nor is being vague and possibly creepy. Try compliments and specifics.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi frowns at the phone and shakes it a little bit angrily. The person next to him looks over and so he stops.

TXT Ami-chan: Well then it's not acceptable for you to insult Infinity either. Just because everyone here isn't as smart as me. That's a tall order.

TXT Ami-chan: You know, the fact that I want to spend time with you IS a compliment. But I don't know how to do it, and as you've expressed, apparently 'come over to my house' has problematic undertones for you. So... what else do you do. Do you want to meet for chess again?

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Takashi-kun: You started it by insinuating I shouldn't pay attention in class. And no, I don't want to meet for chess. Maybe you should find some music to listen to to fill that void. Try again when you can be nice.

Takashi-kun: I'm going to spend the evening with Usagi's kitty. Cats are really good at making you feel better. Loving, cuddly, and yet they get out of your way when you need some space.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Thankfully, class is over so he can just storm out and only look slightly more out of place than the rest of the group. The texting fingers are now hitting the phone a lot harder.

TXT Ami-chan: I was insinuating that you didn't NEED to. Which was, again, a compliment, if you weren't reading it wrong. Which now I feel like you're actively trying to do.

TXT Ami-chan: I have been nothing but nice. I guess you're not as used to dealing with a little latent Dark Energy as I am. It makes it easy to read things wrong. I'll give you that space.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami stares at her phone, glares, then looks away angrily. She finishes her lunch, then stalks away from the bench. Then she stalks back towards it, then away again. Frustrated and upset, she furiously stabs at her phone.

TXT Takashi-kun: There you did it again. You have no idea what a compliment looks like. Even your attempts at them come across as insulting. It's like you work really hard to cultivate an air of jerk. You aren't like this in person. I don't know why you do this in text.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi looks at the phone. He resists the urge to throw it. The urge to throw his phone is incredibly, incredibly strong. If anyone around him could pick up on it they might notice thosew tendrils snaking around his hand.

He actually has to stalk outside of the throng of students and go to sit down and look at it for a while. He's not like this in person? This is how he ALWAYS is.

He taps out a sentence, his finger hovers over the send button. And then, he doesn't.

Maybe he was different over the weekend? Was he? Maybe he's as guilty of letting this affect him?

TXT Ami-chan: I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings or if you felt insulted. I wasn't trying to. I really did just want to talk to you.

He leans back on the bench he's sitting on, looking over his old texts too. He can see it, but... that's not how he meant them. Why can't she just understand that?

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami sighs as she reads his reply. It's what she wanted, so why does it feel like such a hollow victory? The bluenette slowly makes her way to her next class, phone in hands as she strolls idly. Eventually she decides how to reply.

TXT Takashi-kun: Thank you for apologising. I forgive you. Sorry if I misinterpretted you. I just don't like being made to feel like I am wasting my time.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi almost visibly winces when he looks at the phone. She seems... less... upset? He shrugs a bit, to nobody and nothing in particular. Maybe people are just hard to read in text.

TXT Ami-chan: Look, I'm apparently bad at texting or something - maybe I'll try this whole texting thing again tomorrow when you're not in class. Like, a do-over or something.

He looks at the text he just sendt, and decides to say a little more, too.

TXT Ami-chan: I can see how you'd read it like that. I've really only ever texted for work.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
Ami nods her head faintly at Takashi's response, then claims her seat in the next class. While other students are still filteirng in she replies.

TXT Takashi-kun: A do-over sounds like a great idea. Have a good day, Takashi-kun. I'll talk to you tomorrow.