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strawberrypunch) wrote2017-07-14 07:58 pm
strawberrypunch) wrote2017-07-14 07:58 pm
OVERFLOW; Recollé
An overflow post for Recollé posts.
An overflow post for Recollé posts.
(From here.)
"Three!"
He's behind her in terms of knowing how the heck you swing - if anything, he tended to use them more for sitting than actually swinging.
As such, as they start, she's definitely got the advantage, leaving Tatsuma behind in the proverbial dust as he tries to rock the swing into actually, you know. Moving.
"Three!"
He's behind her in terms of knowing how the heck you swing - if anything, he tended to use them more for sitting than actually swinging.
As such, as they start, she's definitely got the advantage, leaving Tatsuma behind in the proverbial dust as he tries to rock the swing into actually, you know. Moving.
(From here.)
Shoot, the count's over already? Well, this will have to be good enough. Putting away the hose, he jogs back to the door takes a peek out of the store, hood up as though that somehow increases his stealth. His feet are tense, ready to dash back inside should he spot Togusa after all, but first he needs to make sure the guy actually sees him.
Shoot, the count's over already? Well, this will have to be good enough. Putting away the hose, he jogs back to the door takes a peek out of the store, hood up as though that somehow increases his stealth. His feet are tense, ready to dash back inside should he spot Togusa after all, but first he needs to make sure the guy actually sees him.
It's a rare moment when Minako's shortness works in her favor, so of course she's going to take full advantage of it. Keeping her ankles together, she starts pumping her legs back and forth, and slowly but surely her swing starts swaying back and forth.
"I'm doing it, I'm doing it!"
They probably make an odd sight, but at least they're having fun?
"I'm doing it, I'm doing it!"
They probably make an odd sight, but at least they're having fun?
It's an odd sight for sure, but it's not like they're stopping anyone else from the joy of swings at the moment, so surely it's fine. He actually turns his head to study what Minako's doing, trying to follow suit!
"F-fast..."
His own swinging attempts are pathetic by comparison. But now that he's starting to learn the rhythm, he's getting some momentum!
"F-fast..."
His own swinging attempts are pathetic by comparison. But now that he's starting to learn the rhythm, he's getting some momentum!
(From here.)
"Ah..." That would be helpful, actually. He takes out his phone and pulls up the app again, looking over to see what he still needs to do.
This is also the point at which he doesn't know the words, so he's giving in and switching to English. "Compose a nice ode to Janet and share it with someone?"
"Ah..." That would be helpful, actually. He takes out his phone and pulls up the app again, looking over to see what he still needs to do.
This is also the point at which he doesn't know the words, so he's giving in and switching to English. "Compose a nice ode to Janet and share it with someone?"
(From here.)
But you're standing here talking to humans instead...
[Hmmm!!
Also his eyes might be sorta
Wandering
Does Shinn have any stuff nearby by any chance]
But you're standing here talking to humans instead...
[Hmmm!!
Also his eyes might be sorta
Wandering
Does Shinn have any stuff nearby by any chance]
Edited 2017-07-16 05:19 (UTC)
(From here.)
[He tilts his head, innocently confused.
...Which is to say, what the heck are you using your pillowcases for dude.]
Maybe... but the bingo card didn't say it had to work.
[It's all about the specification!]
[He tilts his head, innocently confused.
...Which is to say, what the heck are you using your pillowcases for dude.]
Maybe... but the bingo card didn't say it had to work.
[It's all about the specification!]
Well, crap. Now that he's got the technique down, his longer legs are giving him the extra strength and air resistance he needs to catch up. Minako huffs and puffs, determined not to give him the chance.
By now she's visibly swinging back and forth on the swing, but her legs are still kind of sore from her run...she might not be able to protect her lead.
By now she's visibly swinging back and forth on the swing, but her legs are still kind of sore from her run...she might not be able to protect her lead.
He's still got a chance!
It takes a bit of work on his side too, but soon enough, he's matching pace with her. By now, if anyone passes by, they're probably staring at these two strange youths swinging on the swing set like their lives depend on it, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that only one can be the winner.
Can she do it? Can she overcome the exhaustion from her run, rising to the top-?!
It takes a bit of work on his side too, but soon enough, he's matching pace with her. By now, if anyone passes by, they're probably staring at these two strange youths swinging on the swing set like their lives depend on it, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that only one can be the winner.
Can she do it? Can she overcome the exhaustion from her run, rising to the top-?!
Huh... [He ruffles through his pockets till he can check the text on his own card.]
That's true, actually! So theoretically you can do one hop with them and then run before the clecks get you!
That's true, actually! So theoretically you can do one hop with them and then run before the clecks get you!
TATSUMA WHY... why you gotta speak in English... (yams you're a native English speaker in this world shut up)
"Oh! Did you write one already? I did that one too." He kind of cheated and just "shared" it with his roommate, but whatever, it still counted. "You can show me yours, and, hmm..."
Tatsuma doesn't count as a stranger, he doubts there are any ladybugs inside a grocery store, he isn't wearing the right shoes for a quick trip to the beach... but, oh. Duh. There's the obvious choice.
"Do you think you could fit inside the grocery cart?"
"Oh! Did you write one already? I did that one too." He kind of cheated and just "shared" it with his roommate, but whatever, it still counted. "You can show me yours, and, hmm..."
Tatsuma doesn't count as a stranger, he doubts there are any ladybugs inside a grocery store, he isn't wearing the right shoes for a quick trip to the beach... but, oh. Duh. There's the obvious choice.
"Do you think you could fit inside the grocery cart?"
Because he is weak.
"I didn't write one, but... Is it hard to do?" It's just a poem, he thinks, probably to the rage of anyone who's actually studied poetry.
Though he cuts off that thought for a moment to address Yamato's question: "Maybe. Why?"
"I didn't write one, but... Is it hard to do?" It's just a poem, he thinks, probably to the rage of anyone who's actually studied poetry.
Though he cuts off that thought for a moment to address Yamato's question: "Maybe. Why?"
Don't underestimate herrrrr!
Or in other words, she's figured out the secret-- the exact timing of when to keep her ankles together for the pumping motion, and when to keep them straight for the least air resistance.
Except.
"Wait!" She can only manage to say one word for each time they're close enough for him to hear. "We--never--decided--what--"see--who's--faster"--means!"
It's all well and good to try and have a race, but what's the point at which they stop and say 'yes this person is definitely faster'?!
Or in other words, she's figured out the secret-- the exact timing of when to keep her ankles together for the pumping motion, and when to keep them straight for the least air resistance.
Except.
"Wait!" She can only manage to say one word for each time they're close enough for him to hear. "We--never--decided--what--"see--who's--faster"--means!"
It's all well and good to try and have a race, but what's the point at which they stop and say 'yes this person is definitely faster'?!
THIS IS...
A VERY GOOD QUESTION!!
There's a bit of a pause as he thinks it over, and then again between each word because - yup, they're still swinging.
"The--app--didn't--say!"
He even raised his voice a little. Bravo Tatsuma! Too bad those words aren't too helpful...
A VERY GOOD QUESTION!!
There's a bit of a pause as he thinks it over, and then again between each word because - yup, they're still swinging.
"The--app--didn't--say!"
He even raised his voice a little. Bravo Tatsuma! Too bad those words aren't too helpful...
"Mm, not really. Just use one of those rhyming dictionary websites." That's what he did...
And Tatsuma's answer comes in the form of a cell phone screen in his face, zoomed in on the bingo box "give someone a grocery cart ride in Freshen's". Yamato sure does look hopeful...
And Tatsuma's answer comes in the form of a cell phone screen in his face, zoomed in on the bingo box "give someone a grocery cart ride in Freshen's". Yamato sure does look hopeful...
Oh. He looks very hopeful.
"...I'll ride in the cart if you listen to the ode."
Tatsuma doesn't even need to pause to consider it first.
"...I'll ride in the cart if you listen to the ode."
Tatsuma doesn't even need to pause to consider it first.
...No.
[He doesn't meet his eyes. That ice blue cushion sure looks tempting. His hand twitches.]
[He doesn't meet his eyes. That ice blue cushion sure looks tempting. His hand twitches.]
EXCELLENT.
"Deal! I'll go get a cart."
He'd been carrying around his groceries in a basket, but he sets that down now, trusting his vegetables to Tatsuma's care as he runs off. Better write that ode fast, Tatsuma, the carts aren't that far away.
Sure enough, he comes back pretty quickly, and he's even managed to find a cart that doesn't have a wonky wheel. Incredible.
"Deal! I'll go get a cart."
He'd been carrying around his groceries in a basket, but he sets that down now, trusting his vegetables to Tatsuma's care as he runs off. Better write that ode fast, Tatsuma, the carts aren't that far away.
Sure enough, he comes back pretty quickly, and he's even managed to find a cart that doesn't have a wonky wheel. Incredible.
Minako lets out a prolonged groan. Not from any frustration with Tatsuma, but with Retrospec, which always has to be vague without fail.
"Maybe--we--can--just--call it--a--tie?"
"Maybe--we--can--just--call it--a--tie?"
[Aww, now he looks disappointed. He really, really needs this one.]
Please?
[Help a dude out!!]
Please?
[Help a dude out!!]
Trusting Tatsuma with both guarding groceries and composing an ode at the same time is a mistake. He's still thinking it over when Yamato runs back with his glorious chariot.
Oh well. He'll figure something out on the way.
Though he does glance around to make sure no one's particularly paying attention, he'll grab the basket and hop into the cart, settling down with the basket in his arms. Hmm, how to start...
"An ode to Janet."
Pause. He's totally got this.
Oh well. He'll figure something out on the way.
Though he does glance around to make sure no one's particularly paying attention, he'll grab the basket and hop into the cart, settling down with the basket in his arms. Hmm, how to start...
"An ode to Janet."
Pause. He's totally got this.
He looks more amused than anything else; it's not like any of these bingo squares particularly make sense anyway.
"Okay."
And he'll immediately drag his feet on the ground, coming to a halt. What an exciting conclusion to their race.
"Okay."
And he'll immediately drag his feet on the ground, coming to a halt. What an exciting conclusion to their race.
Never fear, Tatsuma! Surely the wind in your hair as the sights rush by will give you the greatest inspiration...
Because of course Yamato isn't going to go slow. Oh no. As soon as Tatsuma is settled in the cart (and "settled" here means "probably won't go flying headfirst out of it", he's taking off, nyooming down the aisle at full speed. AWAY THEY GO hopefully this will not end tragically.
Because of course Yamato isn't going to go slow. Oh no. As soon as Tatsuma is settled in the cart (and "settled" here means "probably won't go flying headfirst out of it", he's taking off, nyooming down the aisle at full speed. AWAY THEY GO hopefully this will not end tragically.
Being rattled around in a shopping cart isn't exactly helping, no. Hopefully he doesn't bite his tongue while he tries to speak.
Uh... "You look... great. Hope your wedding isn't... late." Rhyming? How does it work? "Jim as a mate... Might be a mistake." That one might be stretching it. "But you're fine and that's..." Uhhh shoot. "Divine?"
An attempt was made.
Uh... "You look... great. Hope your wedding isn't... late." Rhyming? How does it work? "Jim as a mate... Might be a mistake." That one might be stretching it. "But you're fine and that's..." Uhhh shoot. "Divine?"
An attempt was made.
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