Characters: Hilbert AND ANYONE OR EVERYOOOONELocation: Right by the Lamufao. Err, actually on the GROUND right next to it. Seriously.
Time: Afternoon.
Style: Whicheverrrr.
Status: Open. So, so, so very open.
[So.
Um. We all have heard of the excuse "I'll just do it later, right?" And that individual never, ever gets to it? Well, Hilbert let things get a
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Approaching Hilbert from behind, he calls out.]
Hey. What are you crawling on the ground for?
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It's... that apple-wasting guy. He thinks. Hilbert is having trouble turning his head to look.]
I'm practicing. [...]
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He maintains a neutral expression, as ridiculous as the guy's answer is.]
Practicing what?
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My...
[He's going to choke on his own breath. Aww, forget it.]
Lying... Badum, ching! Get it? Lying? Lying? I'm LITERALLY lying down and attempting to lie to you? Aha... ha.
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So what's the truth?
[His gaze follows Hilbert's form; from the feet to the head, the kid's pointed at . . . ah. ]
You must be feeling pretty run down to not even be able to get up and touch that.
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It's a bit more difficult lying around (haaaahhh) this sort of guy, so Hilbert is willing to spill the beans:] Yeeeah, that's my bad. Not... doing it earlier and all.
It's a bummer for my day.
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Then fix it already.
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I-I'm trying. Err, was. [;; Why you just stand there and stare?]
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Go on.
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Just a whiny one.
Snorts.] ... I can get up whenever I want. You don't have to watch me, you know.
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There. He's not watching. Now do it.]
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A big huff and sudden push up by his arms, and he's trying. Again. Just like before. Oh Hilbert, you get yourself in dumb, dumb trouble. But a bit... more dangerous this time.
No, he doesn't want the help.
Yet he does.
Nope, he needs it.]
Gah! [He falls headfirst in the dirt again. It was much better this time. A little push with his other leg and he might have made it.
Oh well.]
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Doesn't sound like you went very far.
[In the most nonchalant tone. Come on, little guy. Try harder.]
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[He tries again with determination. Of course, avoiding embarrassment would definitely fuel that determination. Call it a flaw or not, he's stubborn enough to prove himself.
Pushing. Pushing. Pushing. It takes all of his strength at once, but he manages to stand on his very own two feet. He ran across many, many cities without trouble, so he's not going to die out now.
Once he's up, he gives Masamune a very stern look. Finally, he raises his arm to delicately touch the Coral, something he underestimates a bit... It's an odd rush of energy and life to enter a dying body. So heavy that he might trip over again. Hilbert manages, breathing and straightening his posture. Healthy and smug looking.]
There!
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Good job. That took you long enough.
[If you're going to be smug, he may as well slam Hilbert back to reality.]
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Sixteen or not, he still acts like he's five. Seriously.]
If... if you wouldn't hover around, I could have done it faster. [Hurr, but he definitely knows that makes no sense. So, RED FACE OF EMBARRASSMENT.]
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