day-in-the-life mingly thing!

[was_no_miracle]

[summer is in full swing! which means the temperature has officially climbed into ice-cream-melting, fry-an-egg-on-the-sidewalk, OH GOD WHY IS IT SO HOT range. cicadas can be heard shrilling loudly all over the DR, and heat shimmer is radiating from nearly every flat surface

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[pimpsaw]

[She's still wearing her jacket, but she took off the bandages to let her wound (WHICH IS NOW MOSTLY HEALED NO THANKS TO SHOOTER SHOOTING IT) stare at anyone who passes by.]

[Saw is currently... playing tennis? No, more like serving the tennis balls at speeds fast enough to put dents in the fence on the other side of the court. What even.]

[maxedstats]

[passes by, raises a brow]

Out of bounds. Love - love.

[pimpsaw]

[the strings snap. it joins a pile of even more broken rackets in the corner. luckily, Saw is prepared and has like a dozen more spares :|b]

Care for a match?

[maxedstats]

[inhales deeply. tilts her head. exhales.]

I'd hate for one of us to be injured.

[pimpsaw]

"No pain, no game", as you humans seem to be fond of saying.

[maxedstats]

You mean gain.

[gestures] That's quite the injury. What was responsible?

1/2

[pimpsaw]

Forgive me. I'm quite unfamiliar with idioms.

[pimpsaw]

... A scythe.

[maxedstats]

...was someone wielding the scythe.

[pimpsaw]

Yes. White Rock Shooter.

waited on the thread with brs, derp

[maxedstats]

[pause]

I take it you're Gold Saw, then.

o/

[pimpsaw]

I am. And you are...?

[maxedstats]

Hatsune Miku. One of many, I'm afraid.

[pimpsaw]

[suddenly throws her racket at you. if you're that Miku then... well, you get the idea]

[maxedstats]

[catches it casually, but raises a brow]

Ow?

[pimpsaw]

Shooter has spoken about you.