babermetrics | IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[Larry follows Leon's actions, trying to be as casual about the creepy gazes from the photographers. He watches the crowd alongside Leon for a moment, quickly crossing his arms in thought. Well this is a problem...especially since they don't have an idea as to why so many people are in such a hurry to leave the building. Hopefully something didn't go wrong...

Wait...maybe they could use that to their advantage?]

Hey, what if there was an emergency? Maybe they'd get out of the way if we needed to get out ASAP?

[He's eying the photographers suspiciously though, immediately having second thoughts about his quickly-conceived idea. Does he even want to potentially stare down the cameras again?]

You mean like if you passed out again? Heh . . .

[Waaaait.

He'd been joking when he'd said that, but actually, there's something to it. Maybe not the passing out part. But people would get out of the way for a medical emergency, right? Maybe if Larry just acted like he might pass out again!

He looks over at Larry, kinda proud they're on the same wavelength, and completely missing the part of the wavelength that's having doubts.]

Heeeey, not bad! They'd have to let a sick person through, right? You're totally onto somethin'!

Right? Haha...ha...

[His laughter becomes more nervous as panic sets in. Leon's on board with it already, so it's not like he can turn back now...

If only he would realize he doesn't actually have to pass out...]

S-So do I just jump back into the shoot and hope something happens? Would you be ready to drag me out?

. . . Uh, ain't you just gonna pretend to feel sick?

[Sometimes, it takes a simple mind to correct a simple mind.]

[...

.......SWEATS NERVOUSLY.]

Th-that's totally what I'm gonna do! I just...gotta make it look authentic, y'know?

[DON'T JUDGE HIM.]

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[NO WAY SOUNDS LIKE A LEGIT PLAN TO LEON. He nods, impressed. This guy's good.]

Yeah, you've gotta like, get in character! The character of someone with uh, with . . . y'know, one o' those things. Like asthma, right?

[The kind of thing kids sit out gym class for. Right.]

[Holy crap it worked, how did he get that lucky??

Well, whatever.]

Oh yeah! I can pretend I can't breathe...or I'm lightheaded or something.

You gonna be there to catch me when I fall?

[It's gotta be super authentic, Leon.]

Hey, you can count on me! We're totally a jailbreaking team! . . . You ain't gonna fall that hard, right?

[Leon's got good arms and all, but he's a little shorter--not to mention he's got a lot more practice catching baseballs than fainting damsels. Dude damsels.

Dudesels.]

Forget it, I got you, just tell me when!

[DUDESELS.

Larry is the ultimate dudesel right now, man. But he shakes his head vigorously. HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE.]

Nah, nah, I'll pretty much just lean back. Trust me man, I've done plenty of acting. I got this.

[He's...not exactly wrong, but he wasn't doing a ton of fainting as the Steel Samurai. WHATEVER.

He motions for Leon to follow him as he wanders closer to the cameras. Without actually looking at them or the creepy photographers behind them, he suddenly stumbles, appearing to be a bit woozy all of the sudden.]

Whoa, Leon- I...I feel kinda woozy all of the sudden...

[He actually sounds pretty genuine as he fakes his dizziness. Even some random bystanders turn to see what's going on. When Leon's positioned close enough behind Larry, he glances back to give the signal.]

Oh crap, I think I'm gonna fai--

[And this is where he pulls a really dramatic fainting motion, but he hardly puts any of his weight into it as he falls backwards for Leon to catch him.]

[Whoa. This guy's a better actor than Leon expected; he's so good that for half a second there, Leon forgot this was acting. He's genuinely surprised at how that goes down--no pun intended--which is a good thing, because Leon himself is a shitty actor, and if he'd needed to rely on pretending to be surprised, they wouldn't have fooled anyone.

But no, he really is. He does catch Larry, as promised--]

Whoa, Larry?! You all right?!

[And that comes out genuinely enough that now they're definitely getting attention. Some of the photographers milling around nearby stop what they're doing to . . .

. . . To snap pictures, which isn't helpful. Leon's actually incensed at that, in fact. Dammit, what if this had been real?!]

Hey, what the hell, that's fucked up! Don't take pictures of this, creeps!

[But hey, now they're getting more and more attention, and not all of it is of the creepy type. There's something genuinely concerning for a lot of people about a sick guy and his paparazzi. Not that Leon can do anything about it; his hands are a little full of Larry right now.]

--Outta the way, let's get him outta here!

[The hardest part about the escape is attempting to remain totally still to keep up the act that he's passed out. The struggle going on with the photographers and crowd don't make matters better, but he manages to keep his fake-unconscious state up as Leon drags him toward the door.

The actually not terrible people in the crowd are more than happy to move out of the way so the sick guy can get somewhere to be looked at. In no time, a path to the exit is opened up for the two to sneak through.

As soon as they're out of there and a good distance from the door, Larry drops his act and lifts himself out of Leon's grasp, letting out a deep sigh of relief that their plan actually worked.]

Nice job, dude! [...] I'm not sure if I like the idea of them having pictures of me "unconscious", but at least we got outta there.

Seriously, that was nasty . . . guys like that ain't got no mercy!

[Like, if they'll take pictures of Larry unconscious, what would they stop at? Gross.

That said, it's a load off to be out, and any disturbed feelings about that are pretty overwhelmed by relief. He holds up a hand for a high five, with a grin he can't keep off his face. Freedom!]

But whatever, you were awesome! You actually had me goin' for a second too! Bet that kinda thing comes in handy, huh? You could probably get a few roles like that!

[The high five is returned with gusto!! Hopefully not enough to hurt, though.

Larry follows it up with a bashful laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.]

Aww, you're too kind! I'm just glad it worked.

And y'know, now you kinda make me want to try out for something here sometime. I did some stage plays back in my world but nothing here yet, really.

[This place has comedy clubs and stuff, sure, but do they have theaters? Heck if Larry knows.]

[Leon has no idea either, and is considering the same thing, mind wandering as they head away from the . . . carnage of the photoshoot. He's really got to do some more exploring of this place. It's not like much else is filling up his days--well, he's got work, and he has crazy shit like this that happens, but that stuff's not a life! That's the opposite of having a life!]

It's all about entertainment here, right? I mean, I've heard some stuff, and it sounds like you can find pretty much anything you wanna spend time doin'. That's a lotta demand, so they're probably hiring all the time! Damn, I oughta look into that!

[The thought of being Cerealia-famous isn't really his favorite one, but eh, it's worth a look, right?]

You should totally go for it!

Hey, that's a good point! They've for sure got bars for performances, and I guess when I'm doing my comedy acts that's a kind of performance...

[He mulls it over, then nods with confidence.]

Yeah, there's gotta be places that do actual acting. I think I will go for it! And hey, I'm totally up for helping you find stuff you wanna do too. You wanna talk about it over some food or something?

[He grins in Leon's direction at that. Well, Leon said he wanted to look into fun things too...and they're basically bros after all that chaos, so why not keep hanging out?

Looks like he got on the idea of a totally-not-a-date lunch too!]

[Whoa, awesome. This guy's reading his mind! Leon grins and brushes past him, already heading up to the street corner to take a look at what's around. It's not like he's got a great mental map of this place yet . . . but something's bound to jump out at them.

Besides, he's hungry, and eating alone is depressing.]

Yeah, you got it! You read my mind, man, I'm starving! There's gotta be somethin' nearby.

Hah, sweet! If I remember the area right, there should be a pretty good burger joint nearby...hey, wait up!

[So Larry's not too far behind, peering out and down the street from beside Leon. He quickly points ahead, revealing a pretty standard restaurant. But hey, it's close and who could say no to a burger after all the weird crap they just went through?]

Yeah, there it is! Wanna go for that?

Yeah, never been there before! Sounds awesome!

[It's comfort food, and Leon could use it right now. He's not exactly in a healthy, fancy, or adventurous mood after all that. He slows down for Larry, but starts heading that way, much more cheerfully than he was ten minutes ago.]

To celebrate our jailbreak, ha ha! And, like, our awesome actin' skills!

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