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B1, Day 2 [ public ]
So... ripped from my homeworld, semi-brainwashed by some prince guy, now I work in a circus, blah blah blah. I can roll with it. So, what now? We just sit around and wait for the next show, or disaster, or whatever?
[ There's a long, weary, blatantly over-dramatic sigh, as though the thought is the single most painful thing in the world for him. As if some major event hadn't just come to a close that people might still be reeling from. Not his problem, he's bored now. ]
I hate waiting. How's a guy supposed to get his kicks around here? Someone, be my knight in shining armor and save me from the shackles of boredom. I'm dying, here!
[ You would think someone trying to make a good first impression might offer to help, or present himself politely, or at least you know say his freaking name, but.
Well.
He ain't much on making good impressions. ]
Don't keep me waiting.
[ There's a long, weary, blatantly over-dramatic sigh, as though the thought is the single most painful thing in the world for him. As if some major event hadn't just come to a close that people might still be reeling from. Not his problem, he's bored now. ]
I hate waiting. How's a guy supposed to get his kicks around here? Someone, be my knight in shining armor and save me from the shackles of boredom. I'm dying, here!
[ You would think someone trying to make a good first impression might offer to help, or present himself politely, or at least you know say his freaking name, but.
Well.
He ain't much on making good impressions. ]
Don't keep me waiting.
[radio for now!]
... You don't take forever in the bathroom, do you?
[radio for now!]
Oh- oh- and before you have the chance to answer 'Five minutes, because no amount of makeup can cover up the ugly inside of you', I'm flattered but no. I was literally a model. I might as well write my name on the door.
[radio gaga]
If you're that worried about people thinking less of your face, just put a paper bag over it and get on with your day.
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Hell, even you said as much!
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Don't even think of touching the top bunk, okay? It's m♥i♥n♥e!
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... If it's the truth. Wouldn't put it past her to tell a preemptive lie, either. Still, something to keep in mind. ]
Yeah... no. I might have let you have it if you asked nicely, but you don't tell me where to sleep. You'll learn to like the bottom just fine, I'm sure.
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[ UNIMPORTANT ]
Yeah, I have this terminal illness that doesn't let anyone boss me around, doctor's orders, so get used to the bottom bunk or the bottom of my heel.
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[ Glasses, go! ]
I'm serious, I'm going to destroy you if you take my bunk from me. I'm going back there right now to stake my claim.
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[ You can almost hear him rolling his eyes. ]
You'll have to beat me there. And to be just as serious, you're not getting that bunk. Period.
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... she's still nothing compared to his literal Million-Dollar-Man legs, so chances are she's throwing the door open to...? ]
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As a matter of fact, he doesn't make his way back to the trailer for about another hour or so.
Almost like he wanted to see if she'd hurry back pointlessly.
So when he finally comes through the door, long enough after the fact that it's obvious he had been screwing with her, he opens the door to...? ]
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After the first five minutes, Junko knows she has some valuable time to score points. She contacts her boss for a special delivery, which is made with haste, and Junko puts her ultimate ability to the test.
By the time he's there, there's pink leopard sheets fitted with a fleece blanket over them, fairy lights surrounding the top, and a hanging banner looking like this.
She's just listening to the public radio, pretending he didn't come in. ]
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[ He seems... happy? At this outcome?? ]
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[ She puts on her evil villain persona. Just to note: she still isn't reading him, she's just not gullible. ]
I hope you like the color if you intend to stick to your word.
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[ He paces back and forth for a moment, obviously making a show of pretending to think. ]
Remind me, what exactly were my words? I just want to make sure we're on the same page.
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And we asserted "go fuck thineself!" And we presumed you waited an hour to come back to build a punchline or aggravate us, whichever!
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You know, the ones keeping the bunkbed upright.
So.
Geronimo. ]
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I didn't predict it.
...
[ Like she's struck with a fever ] I didn't predict it--
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BUT.
done
[ Analysis analysis analysis-- don't go for anything he can counter simply by lifting a leg and kicking, including projectiles and face to face combat. There's less he can do from behind, aura or not, if she acts fasts.
She gently strokes the sides of his shirt, as if pleased, then immediately uses it as grip to try and whip herself behind him and lock both arms around his waist.
If she succeeds, she's going to suplex him as hard as she can. ]
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Plan B: Let it happen!
Her grip is secure, her form is flawless and the maneuver is executed perfectly. The sound of the impact is solid, but not quite right for the weight of a body being slammed to the ground. His hands, as it turns out, shot out to catch himself at the last moment, pushing back hard enough to just barely keep his head from making contact with the floor. He's used to catching himself on his hands, anyway - in a fight, he spends almost as much time on them as he does on his feet. Hell, he could have been an acrobat.
Though the floor is slightly dented from where his hands caught himself. She's no slouch, that's for sure. ]
That makes two of us that don't care, then.
[ He doesn't even try to escape her grip. He's still upside-down in her arms.
He yawns. ]
Is that all?
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Hm, hm, this might be too nice...
[ She takes a breath and wipes her lips while keeping the other hand steady.
Before letting go entirely. She hasn't moved yet, however. ]
It's all useless! Useless! Useless! You've got a superpower and I don't, that means this fight is over before it started. [ She folds her arms. ]
Let me grade you. B+ for destroying our beds, didn't see it coming, but now we're both screwed. A nice A- for arrogance knowing that a chick without physical superpowers can't beat you in a fight. A failing grade for underestimating me.
[ Something's ticking now that she's done talking.
Tick tick tick tick ticktickticktickticktickticktick--
It's coming from beneath her broken bed. ]
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