game 003 |

[myougi]

PHONE; filtered from drones & backdated to 8/7Sooooo. This is kind of a weird question, but are there any teenage girls in Mayfield that would mind loaning some clothes to me and my friend? And by clothes, I mean, like... girly clothes. So skirts or dresses or something like that, I guess.

[ ... he is so embarrassed right now. There's a pause before

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[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe has met Niou. He probably wouldn't have noticed it was him under the girl's clothes, but the tennis equipment gives it away. He stops, looking confused.]

Wh-What...?

[mathisradical]

[ Niou almost falters in his tricks at the sight of Crowe. Even though he's pretty sure his cover's blown, he isn't going to fall out of character yet. He's practiced way too hard with this particular identity, and he's way too good to screw up like that.

So he bounces a tennis ball off of the gut of his racket and catches it in his free hand. He flashes a bright smile at Crowe. ]

Hi! Wanna give it a shot? It's super fun!

[perfektsymmetry]

[He has no idea what to make of this.]

I...'m good? Heh, thanks anyway.

[mathisradical]

[ Aw, now you've hurt his (or her?) feelings. He pulls off a magnificent pout and looks mildly upset. ]

Really? But it really is a lot of fun. And I'm awfully bored....

phone.

[beermark]

Yup, it's creepy.

[myougi]

Yes. I know it's creepy. That's why I didn't wanna do it.

[beermark]

Then ya should just say "I don't wanna," and don't!

[myougi]

I tried that. It... didn't work that well. [ ... ] Niou knows how to do a lot of weird things with a screwdriver, y'see.

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[tenebrousking]

[His Casanova sense is tingling. Grimsley crosses his arms and stares.]

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[mathisradical]

[ Here, have a bright smile from Niou! He is currently balancing a tennis ball on the rim of his racket. ]

Hiya! Looks like fun, doesn't it? You can try if you want.

[tenebrousking]

[After a careful examination of the girl bouncing before him, Grimsley's blank stare slowly shifts into his normal smug smirk.]

Perhaps I shall. Go easy on an old man, my dear girl.

[mathisradical]

[ Still smiling brightly, he hands off his racket to Grimsley and grabs up an extra one, along with a ball. ]

It's easy, really.

[ He hits the ball lightly towards Grimsley. ]

The tricks are more advance. We can teach you though, if you join our team!

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[hontobakabaka]

[In a quiet, deadpan, emotionless voice a girl chimes in]

"Give me your sizes and I can buy you some if you want it. I'll just give you the total cost when I'm done."

[myougi]

Ah... thanks! I don't really know what you mean by sizes, though... just height's not enough?

[hontobakabaka]

"Waist. Chest. Height. Weight. I assume you want them to fit correctly, right?"

[myougi]

Uh, well, I know I weight 137 pounds... I dunno about the rest of that stuff, though. And I don't know Niou's measurements, either...

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[doofenstrudel]

[Well this is unexpected. Girls demonstrating tennis, cheerfully lobbing balls at each other, why that one...

....that one's that Marui kid.

This IS unexpected!]

Baaaahahahahah!

[myougi]

[ this is exactly why he didn't want to do this! ]

You don't have to laugh that hard!

[doofenstrudel]

But it's involuntary! HAAAAhahahaha....

[Okay, okay, so he gets some composure back relatively quickly. It's not THAT funny.]

...who put you up to this?

[myougi]

That weirdo over there. Niou. [ and he'll point at his companion. ]