TWENTY-FIVE

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[ALL ACTION, ALL THE TIME.

Once, this curse was old, familiar, but no less nettlesome to Ishida Uryuu. He had gone and returned without those memories - but that did not make him naive. Practicality demanded a search of the network each day. He had had the opening shift at the crafts shop, but happily the devices were portable

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action so i heard u were jealuz

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[sup. He's on his way home right now from the grocery]

action that is a dirty LIE

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[sup - he isn't moving with such speed as to be oblivious to the movements of other, as that would make his efforts futile, and as such, he pauses, adjusting his path to make for space.]

Doumeki-san?

action keep telling yourself that

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[takes note of the distance, and kinda figures the purpose of it.]

Yo, Ishida.

action thank you, I will

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Good evening.

[doot, doot, walking with distance maintained.]

...Didn't we decide about a month ago that this had to happen? |D

[sandal_of_doom]

[ttly sulking aimlessly wandering the streets, absently kicking at anything and everything and anyone in her path, her frown even deeper than usual]

/SCREAMS INTO THE SKY FOREVER

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[LUCKILY, HE MIGHT MISTAKENLY BE THINKING, SHE IS LOUD, and hearing the commotion before spotting the source, Uryuu ensures a good amount of space between him and the approaching hurricane.]

THAT'S A SCREAM OF JOY, I EXPECT

[sandal_of_doom]

[space or no space, once she sees you, you're in trouble. not least of all for that GO BOTHER SOMEONE ELSE comment from their last conversation.]

[...and guess who just saw you. |D]

SHEER ECSTASY WORRY NOT

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[Such a mystery that he would comment as such when she almost broke his nose at his birthday party!

From across the concrete, through the darkness as this is, of course, an alleyway between buildings, Uryuu knew when she spotted him, because their eyes met.

As, again, the last time he saw her she almost broke his nose, it is perhaps understandable that Uryuu was not overjoyed but instead found his face pulling into an instinctive grimace that might have made Hirako-san proud (not that he has any interest in doing such an inane thing). He also pivoted swiftly and began to walk in the opposite direction.]

[sciencedaughter]

[To be honest... if Nemu were the type to point these things out, she would say he looked a bit foolish, slinking about that way when there were so very few people around. Well. There was her, sitting quietly on a bench beneath a lamp post, observing the mistletoe growth there. ... It would be impolite, not to-]

... Ishida Uryu.

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[But if a nice, spy-appropriate theme song was playing overhead, he might transcend foolish and hit cool? ... Maybe? One could dream, and if there was a similar kind of beat sounding in his head, well... it was interrupted by her voice.

Kurotsuchi Nemu was well lit, and Uryuu saw her in good time. He stepped closer, but not very, only enough to be hit by the light as he began to pretend he hadn't been creeping around.]

Good evening, Kurotsuchi-san.

[sciencedaughter]

[Nemu would concede that would increase the... coolness. She supposed]

Good evening.

[That voice she'd been cultivating, that still rang of her usual, efficient and removed, but allowed... a certain familiarity, a softness to creep in.]

Have you been well?

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[It was noticeable-- not as it might have once been to him, he who no longer remembered everything, but Uryuu could yet discern a difference.

Not allowing himself to muse on it, he was left only with feeling. Scrutiny of feeling would yield this: he liked it, simply and entirely.]

Recent obscenities aside, all has been... standard.

[Pause, and he pushed as his classes.]

And Kurotsuchi-san?

YOU KNOW WHAT HERE I AM; action;

[adamantined]

[ Claire is out again, sans-Christmas shopping, clad in long coat and high heels as she runs back and forth, here and there, trying to find a dish to put a cake in for Caspian's party. Fortunately, she's found something that will probably do just fine, and is peeking into the bag on her way back outside, subsequently not watching where she is going as she crashes hard into someone. ]

Sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going and - oh. Hi.

AND HERE I AM... /WHISTLESCOFFS; action;

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[ It isn't that Uryuu is inattentive, no, an impossible thing. But, flustered after his last encounter and darting around a corner and away from a sprig, his attempt to skid into a stop isn't enough. They crash, and Uryuu immediately steps back, even as he puts up steadying hands. One hastily moves to push up his glasses. ]

My apologies, I-- ah, Bennet-san.

[Pause.]

Well, especially today-- you ought to watch.

[He glances cursorily around, searching out a vine.]

O HAAAAAAAAAAY ; action;

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I've been watching.

[And that's true. Claire's been good about kissing as few people as possible, although the people she has unfortunately run into were probably some of the ones she shouldn't have. At least Sylar was nowhere to be found. She looks up and around, too.]

Trust me, I think we're... Oh.

[A small vine curls around a sign they're standing under, and Claire, undoubtedly, feels compelled to kiss him.]

AWWWW YEAH ; action;

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Only you just admitted you weren't.

[A harping little fact, but she did. Though he had also been watching and had nonetheless been forced to kiss quite a few people. But, he can't really admit that he's in the wrong, and regardless, it's a moot point-- the mistletoe has arrived.]

Oh..

[An echo, preferred to Damn. As Uryuu feels much the same toward her, which is all the more troubling because she's pretty, and a she, so the mistletoe hasn't much work to do.

His attempts to overthink it are weakening, so he tries for her cheek]

Action~

[sitaronthewater]

Well, Demyx has been sticking to the shadows all day- as much as he could, anyway. He's been watching people kiss, more specifically their reactions to it, but because of this, he's not paying much attention to where he's walking, and will often stop in the middle of his travels, so he doesn't notice another skulking around the area.

[OoC: In return for alerting me to my mistaken date, I will help make Ishida fhislife. 8| It makes sense.]

Action~

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Uryuu skulks well, but lacks the same ability as his fellow shadow dweller. Not being a shadow dweller at all, himself. The other apparently manages it better, almost to perfection, and Uryuu doesn't see him until he's walked right into him.

"What-" He starts, trying to step back - and failing.

[OOC: TOTAL SENSE sry sry for latenessss]

Action~

[sitaronthewater]

Demyx had his hood up, as was common when he was traveling in the shadows, but upon the impact, it falls off a little, and he flips it down the rest of the way to get a better look. This guy didn't really look familiar, but he seems to be shocked into silence. Or- or something. He didn't really have personal experience with that; there wasn't much that could get him silent, after all.

He also doesn't have much that could get him uncomfortable, but his staring has started to become weird. "Uh, what?"

[OoC: It's cool, I'm a backdation whore. And a whore for making Demyx kiss, apparently. Oh! Also, I was in Mauzone's and there was some- IDK, cash register or something that said 'Ishida'!]