桑田 怜恩 // Kuwata Leon (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
babermetrics) wrote2015-05-17 05:25 pm
babermetrics) wrote2015-05-17 05:25 pm
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IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.
For those little captcha occasions, or whatever other random IC stuff I want to do in a journal rather than elsewhere.
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Tanaka's a friend of mine. He's an animal breeder... not anything supernatural, though it's probably just best to go along with what he says. [There's a deeper meaning past the chuunibyou, anyway.]
It might not seem like it now, but after a while you get used to the magic and abilities and all of that stuff.
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[It's an awkward laugh for an awkward conversation, but on the other hand, it's a little less awkward than it could be. It's nice to run this down with someone who seems to be a pretty normal dude. Leon gives him another quick--but more careful this time--glance as they walk. Totally ordinary!]
You're pretty ordinary, though, huh?
[It's not even an insult, though it's maybe a little overly blunt.]
I mean, 'cept for your crazy friends? Ha ha!
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I guess, in comparison, I probably am more ordinary.
[But even he has things going on... Ah well, all explanations in time.]
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[He reaches over to smack Hinata on the back, companionably. A firm, manly, friendly smack. Thwack! Even that feels ordinary! Hell yes.]
This place needs more ordinary dudes! I'm Kuwata Leon, by the way. You totally helped me out back there!
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Oof. [That was a thwack, all right. Thankfully not like Nidai-level.] Hinata Hajime.
It was probably going to get even messier than that, so. [...] It'd probably go right back to messy too if they spot us again.
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[He scans the room quickly. They haven't been noticed specifically yet, but there's a general increase in activity in this area, and a lot of people blocking the path to the door . . . ]
We probably can't get away with just posin' for 'em this time until they go away, huh?
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Probably not... It doesn't seem like they'd be satisfied with that.
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[Leon's not the guy who comes up with plans. Who comes up with plans? People with that kind of personality, not him! He can't read yet if Hinata's a plans kind of dude, but they seem to be equally at a loss here.]
. . . What if, like, we pretended you got hurt or somethin'? --Hey, that's pretty good, right? I totally came up with that spur of the moment, that was cool!
[did you notice how cool]
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[HE JUST IMAGINES them spiriting him off to some medical tent here within the building. It'd totally be That kind of thing.
Sorry to buzzkill your awesome plan, though, Leon...]
We could always try distracting them somehow, too.
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[Okay, he has to admit his was a little more specific and prone to failure. He can't even be mad, though he huffs juuuust a little over it.]
But yeah, like that, that kinda thing. What else would we do, though? Cause some kinda big commotion?
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[He gestures toward one of the booths that's set up all around the room.]
That should be distracting enough.
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[Hey, this guy's pretty smart after all! Leon lights right up at the thought of getting the hell out of this place. Seriously, the walking around trying to act casual is starting to get to him; who would have thought just leisurely strolling around could make a guy feel so paranoid? The sooner he's not looking over his shoulder every two seconds the better!
There's just one more thing. He glances across the room in the direction of the buffet, which by now is pretty deserted, but not entirely packed up yet--then he turns back to Hinata.]
Kinda wanna steal some food first . . . it's free anyway, and they totally owe us for all this bullshit! If they ain't gonna pay me for my time, they can at least, like, feed me for the next couple days. Sooo, wanna loot it? Maybe we could just knock that over instead when we're done!
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[Steal some food first he says so casually... and then they're going to try to knock over one of the stands... Thinking about it...
I'm starting to feel like a delinquent.
But, well, can it not be helped? Hinata wants to get out of here too. He's investigated enough here for the day, most likely, and getting out before it gets even worse seems like the best course of action.]
I've got plenty of food at home, but... I'll come with you while you get some?
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[Though, that said, actually his fridge is pretty empty right now. He is not exactly skilled in practical, forward-thinking grocery shopping. But he sure is cheerful about the prospect of treating the buffet like Aisle Four, and he doesn't notice any reluctance on Hinata's part; in fact, he's already starting to stroll casually in that direction.]
It ain't like it's really wrong when we're supposed to take it anyway! Heeeey, it'd be real distracting if we started a food fight, wouldn't it?
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Eh--
[SCRAMBLING TO FOLLOW.] Yeah, but then it'd catch people who're stuck here like us.
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[HE SEES NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS OUTCOME. He beams back over his shoulder at Hinata, poking his tongue briefly out between his teeth.]
Ain't that more fun than all this? And it's gonna be a huge distraction, so like, maybe even more people can escape! It's like we're doin' a public service! This's gonna be my good deed for the day, ha ha!
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And if it catches someone who'll get mad about being caught in it? [leon bro you will be in trouble if you make some stoic guy mad]
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[There he goes, right up to the buffet. It's not like he just starts throwing food right away, though; he's totally waiting for Hinata. Of course, it might have been more to his benefit to just get started, because it's only a matter of time before hovering suspiciously at the food is going to draw someone's attention.]
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Flawless isn't quite... [The word he'd use... but he lets it trail off. He feels sorta like arguing might be futile as he joins Leon proper at the table.]
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[His mood dampens just a little. Is this guy more a wet blanket than he'd seemed? Leon's definitely looking forward to . . . honestly, anything to get his mind off of a lot of things, so he's committed to his path now, questionable as it may be.
He really is packing some food away first, though. Not too much, because he's not hungry, and it's hard to get excited about leftovers or later meals when you're not feeling it, but he might as well take advantage of the free food while he can. He flashes Hinata a quick look, a little more sour, though his mood hasn't quite dropped yet.]
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Ah, nothing. [Since he's noticed that sour look of Leon's...] Never mind.
[DON'T MIND HIM.]
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He looks considering of all of that, for that drawn-out beat, but he says nothing.
Then he grabs a buttered biscuit from the warming rack and shoves it butter-side first into Hinata's face.]
1/2
[
why this]
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--AS HE WIPES BUTTER FROM HIS FACE WITH THE BACK OF A HAND--
those desserts look awfully nice how about a cupcake to the face Leon]
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Actually, it is fine, mostly. I mean, he's not thrilled about icing in his beard--it really sucks getting food out of that thing, seriously--but that comes with the territory of a badass food fight. He signed up for this. He drafted himself into this war.]
Heeeey, screw you!
[But he has to complain about it, because that also comes with the territory. He peels the cupcake off and drops it, and then goes for, hmm, what next . . .
You liked that butter, right, Hinata? How about a cob of corn down your shirt? That is, if Leon can get close enough.]
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