babermetrics | IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[Hinata looks narrowly toward the door, lips pursed. MAKING A BREAK FOR IT... probably won't work.]

Probably not... It doesn't seem like they'd be satisfied with that.

Ah, shit, uh . . .

[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]

Do you think they'll buy that...?

[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.

That was what I was suggestin' . . .

[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?

Yeah, something like that. Like... knock down one of those...

[He gestures toward one of the booths that's set up all around the room.]

That should be distracting enough.

Oh, yeah! Heh, great idea! That's easy! Once people come over to see what the big deal is we just slip out the back and book it!

[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!

...

[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?

It's the principle of the thing, man, the principle!

[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?

[Somehow this is getting more and more out of control...?!]

Eh--

[SCRAMBLING TO FOLLOW.] Yeah, but then it'd catch people who're stuck here like us.

Yeah, duh, that's the point!

[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!

[THERE'RE SO MANY THINGS ABOUT THAT HE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE TO START...]

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]

Then how're they gonna know who started it? The whole point's to be gone by then! C'mon, man, it's flawless! And it's totally still better than bein' stuck here.

[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.]

[No, Leon... you can definitely start this without him... With heavy steps, Hinata trudges after him, his shoulders heaving in a silent sigh.]

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.]

Isn't quite what? Hey, I ain't gonna twist your arm or anythin' . . .

[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.]

[Hinata is king of wet blankets, but--]

Ah, nothing. [Since he's noticed that sour look of Leon's...] Never mind.

[DON'T MIND HIM.]

[For a long, quiet moment, Leon just meets Hinata's eyes. It's--almost serious, like he's weighing, what's with this guy? Is this worth it? Maybe he's right? He's obviously not saying everything; he's probably just playing along. Maybe he thinks this whole thing is idiotic. Maybe he's going to sell him out, or . . .

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.]

Ghfh--

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why this]

Edited 2015-07-01 17:23 (UTC)

[BUT YOU KNOW WHAT FINE

--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]

[YOU KNOW WHAT! FINE! F I N E

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.]

You started it!

[WHY WAS HE THE FIRST VICTIM HERE and oh no

you keep that corncob away from him, Hinata's jumping back out of the way, reaching defensively for a nearby plate with assorted cheeses.]

[EASY TARGET. But he's not going to be the only one; what kind of food fight would that be? When Hinata moves out of reach, Leon turns to toss the corncob at someone else instead. After all, the whole point is to cause a big distraction.

On the other hand, Hinata's the one actively aiming at him, so as soon as he's got the corn out of the way, he turns right back to him and grabs for a pitcher of iced tea.]

Yeah, and I'm gonna end it! Bring it on!

You can't use drinks, those aren't food!

[HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE WET even if tea smells nice enough. Hinata clutches his cheese plate defensively, skirting just beyond Leon's reach and he's just going to throw a piece or two...]

Edited 2015-07-05 11:37 (UTC)

[Okay, he's got some sense of fair play. It'd be pretty brutal to dump a whole pitcher of tea . . . at least in the early stages of a food fight. Later, anything's fair game! But right now they're still at cheese cube levels. There's a method to these things.

So he shrugs and sets down the pitcher, instead grabbing the half lemon that was sitting next to it--presumably for someone to slice up into tea-sized wedges--and throwing that at Hinata's head. Eh, it's a compromise.

He aims for the ahoge.]

Ha haaa, take this then!

[As the lemon arcs toward the ahoge, one can almost see Hinata stiffening like no, Leon, you know not what it is you do. Surely an ahoge of that pointiness will only spear the lemon and then revenge will rain down on him.

...

Nah. It twangs against it and flops into Hinata's hair and LEMON JUICE and he's shaking his head to get it off.]

[STILL HILARIOUS.

Leon cracks up, and chooses this moment to grab another biscuit and toss it at some sad sack's back. It's not a proper food fight without involving everyone, after all. And luckily for them(?), Leon also isn't the only highly immature person in the room; some other people are already drafting themselves into this very important and dignified battle.

Mission accomplished?]

Ahh, you shoulda seen your faaace!

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