tbh i'm just making an open post so i can do whatever here

[breaksouls]

 one of these days i should make an actual like, account for stuff and make it look cute but why would i ever do that

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[voidwitch]

Of course I know that, but if they're rigged you can still push them in your favor. You just have to know how to push it, right, honey?

[She leans into his frame, looking up at him. Studying him, and her eyes follow his to the man in the alleyway. Ah, so that's what this was about. Kamui giggles to herself and refocuses on the game ahead.]

If you lose, we'll just have to try again. And again, I believe in you! Besides...

[She drifts forward, leaning on the counter with her chin in her hands. Ready to be engrossed, and partially trying to play for the carnie's attention. Maybe if she played her cards right she could get her stuffed toy out of the game anyway.]

You can't lose your pride, when I'm your pride and joy. You know that!

[It's a joke, but it isn't far from the things she's said to her siblings.]

And I'll kiss your wounds all better.

[nekota]

[ Ah, he really did know how to pick 'em. His smile doesn't falter, but he can't help but wonder what it took for a girl like her to have such a warped personality.

Maybe that's a little hypocritical?

Whatever-- he aims the plastic gun like a trained professional (which he is, thanks ) ]

I'm really lucky to have you then, aren't I?

[ he shoots, the plastic bullet hits the rim of the can and it wobbles. ]

Or maybe it's too soon to say that, since I'm not sure if you're the kind of woman who means what she says and does what she means?

[ He shoots at the one above his last target, it shakes and stops just short of the edge of the shelf. ]

I might have a lot of ouchies at the end of this, what if you decide it's too much work to deal with them all?

[voidwitch]

[Her head dips to the side slightly at his words and she purses her lips slightly. Who did he think he was? Coming in like that and then trying to analyze her--at least she could swear he was analyzing her.

She instead turns her attention to the carnie, batting her lashes at him ever so discreetly. (Come on just give her what she wants) And flashing him a signature, flirtatious smile.]

What do you mean? I always am honest with you, darling. What do I gain if I just keep running my mouth with nothing to show for it?

[ She peers over his shoulder, her eyes flashing quickly to meet his.

What kind of woman did he think she was then?]

You're not too much work, you've shown me you're worth it all. All of your ouchies will be my job to take care of, and I'm okay with that.

[nekota]

[ He looks considerate for a moment-- eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed. ]

Hm, you're right in that there's not a lot to be gained. but..


[And once he's done mulling over her words he leans in, so close he all but presses his nose against hers in the process. ]

Maybe everyone so far has been too afraid to try and call you on your bluffs.

[ And then he draws back some, still very much in her personal space. He presses the trigger and hits the can above the two that he'd previously aimed at. It comes down, and on its way down it takes the other two with it in a chain. ]

Oh-- I won.

[ He says with a childlike sort of surprise that honestly sounds genuine (it's not) ]

Pick your prize, dear.

[voidwitch]

[ She doesn't withdraw from his invasion of space but she isn't happy about it either. Her eyes narrow and she doesn't break eye contact, no instead she holds his gaze furiously. But her body is betraying her intent, her fingers touching each other rhythmically--an old habit that was keeping her temper in check.]

No one ever has to, or wants to. But they don't have to, I don't bluff about these things--I told you that, darling.

And what can they be afraid of?

[ She opens her mouth, and closes it. About to add, 'I'm the one who has the right to be afraid.' But she doesn't, why would she say that to a stranger. Instead she whips around, almost slapping him her hair in a huff.

He's getting on Kamui's nerves, all of these assumptions about her. About those around her.

She was a product of their failures, and their selfishness. It only made sense that they dealt with her, hell, that they made it up to her.

Shaking her head she focuses on making her choice of plush. Of course, she didn't even look at the booth to see if there was something big and pink. It's fine, she settles.]

It's shame there's nothing pink, but....I like him.

[ Blue suspenders, yellow skin, big goggles. They were funny little guys.

Clutching her prize close to her small frame she turns to face her new...companion. Her face a blank slate, as she tries to process her emotions.

All she feels is irritation.]

Now if you're done...nitpicking at me, dear, I'd like to get that funnel cake you promised me.

Or are you insecurities about being worth my time making you so unsure?

[nekota]

[ Expect the unexpected is the first and most cliche rule in his line of work, but even now and then there were some things you just couldn’t prepare to be unprepared for. ]

Well this isn’t my day.. so I guess it’s whatever the princess wants!

[ He offers the carnie a withering smile, apologizing for and exchange he himself had instigated. apologizing on behalf of a woman he didn’t even know.

His target starts walking too, and it’s all just so perfect ]

Hm, but you should really watch what you eat you know? Sugar has a habit of making you mean after an hour or two.

[ He says, concerned ( for her, for himself ) like he knows her at all ( he’s assuming ) ]

[voidwitch]

It doesn't make me mean. After all sweets just make you sweeter, and they make me happy.

[She turns on her heels, the wooden boardwalk digging into her feet. The smile on her face is borderline poisonous, just vaguely dipped in sweetness.

Wouldn't want to look like some little monster when you're connected to such a well-known family, right?]

And you want to make me happy, don't you?

[ She felt almost like she was talking to Xander, like just yesterday she was pleading with him to spend time with her. Even if it was some simple game of chess, or tea.

Maybe that's what she enjoyed about this, it was attention--attention from a stranger--and she seemed to always be viciously hungry for it. ]

So how was work? You always seem to be working. Even now.

Maybe that's why you're asking all these questions, you just can't leave work be.

Is that why you're so cranky?