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☽ A Game of Ping Pong
Characters: Minato and you!
Location: In a building just off of the center plaza
Time: All dayyyy
Style: Whatever works!
Status: Open open open!
[It is the strangest thing, to remember dying and then wake up as if nothing had happened. It left him strangely restless, and so he'd skipped out on Welcoming Committee duties, he'd drifted a little away from his social life for just a brief period of time--
He'd died in that strange place, that place that wasn't Vatheon.
But...he'd woken up alive, headphones around his neck and not pressed into Tiir's hands. Was something that vivid really just a dream? So he wandered, in search of something to expend his restless energy on.
And he's found himself at a ping pong table. At first he considers that lack of an opponent a problem, bouncing the ball on the table idly. But then he decides to play with the wall (it doesn't seem to bother him that he can't ever win that way).
So there is the click! click! click! of a ping pong ball being hit back and forth coming from an otherwise quiet building into the plaza. He might be getting a little into it.
Further inspection reveals a whiffed shot--don't get hit by the ball!]
Location: In a building just off of the center plaza
Time: All dayyyy
Style: Whatever works!
Status: Open open open!
[It is the strangest thing, to remember dying and then wake up as if nothing had happened. It left him strangely restless, and so he'd skipped out on Welcoming Committee duties, he'd drifted a little away from his social life for just a brief period of time--
He'd died in that strange place, that place that wasn't Vatheon.
But...he'd woken up alive, headphones around his neck and not pressed into Tiir's hands. Was something that vivid really just a dream? So he wandered, in search of something to expend his restless energy on.
And he's found himself at a ping pong table. At first he considers that lack of an opponent a problem, bouncing the ball on the table idly. But then he decides to play with the wall (it doesn't seem to bother him that he can't ever win that way).
So there is the click! click! click! of a ping pong ball being hit back and forth coming from an otherwise quiet building into the plaza. He might be getting a little into it.
Further inspection reveals a whiffed shot--don't get hit by the ball!]
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You've given me a lot, Yukari.
I think that you're far from selfish.
[She gave him strength, kindness, her special brand of thoughtful popularity. Charm, and grace, and determination.
He admires her, and there is a great deal her link has given and taught him.]
1/3
A-ah. That's...]
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There just...aren't any words here--
Just a faint red appearing on her cheeks when she hears those words. It's embarrassing-- especially since the thought has honestly never even crossed her mind, anyway, that he might think she's selfish. But she doesn't even try to hide it, because...she can't. It's pointless.
And she won't hide anything from him, anyways.]
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And even though she's known it all along, it still manages to surprise her in moments like this.
There's a faint smile in return, even if she doesn't quite know what to say. And then--]
It... it means a lot to hear you say that too.
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And they do.]
Why don't we go get something to drink? This was a bit of a workout.
[They can talk more at a cafe or something.]
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She supposes it kind of was. All the more reason she needs to exercise more, probably. But when he changes the subject, Yukari seems to recover her composure and nods as well.
Something to drink sounds good.]
Sure.
I... could really go for a smoothie or something.
[mmm]