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Who: Excel & Haruto
When: Day 29, evening (backdated)
Where: Out and about
What: Lucky and Humor's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Date

So where we goin'?

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Prob'ly, yeah. Goes beyond catch-up an' way inta the outfield.

Edited 2012-03-10 04:19 (UTC)

Then, by simple process of elimination, I am restricted to quote-unquote normal actions!

Restriction is probably also goin' too far. Unless yer inta that.

Aaand we're right back to weird things.

[moving on to the chocolate :T ]

Hey, I said too far! That's not advocatin' it!

I heard an addendum in there. A weird addendum! I wanna do normal things normally like a normal couple.

Got it, got it.

...

So what exactly does a normal couple do?

. . .good question.

Well that's awkward. We were doing just fine up to this point, right? Mood, food, nothin' too crude...

Ah, screw it. Let's just make out until I want to punch you.

Sounds good ta me. ♥

[YES PROBLEM SOLVED]

[WE ARE WINNERS]

[ WINNERS THAT ARE MAKING OUT ]

[ I THINK I SAW A HORROR MOVIE THAT STARTED LIKE THIS ONCE ]

[ ISN'T THAT LIKE, MOST OF THEM. NEVER BE A YOUNG COUPLE IN A HORROR FILM ]

[ I WAS KINDA HOPIN' WE WERE IN A SCREWBALL COMEDY ]

[ a screwball comedy full of dead people ]

[ hey dead people are totally funny ]

[ then maybe we can still get lucky in the genre lottery!! ]

Edited 2012-03-10 05:48 (UTC)

[ I hope so for your sake, 'cause that'd be the only way you're getting lucky tonight, BA-DUM-TSH ]

[ hey, it's not a bad idea!! surely fade to black would protect us from our fate!! ]

[That's always what they think, isn't it? Then again, it isn't like you could hear the music change or notice the fact the camera focus went passed you two and to that thing in the shadows. And that's when the spear is lobbed, heading right for your side Lucky.]

[ Welp, I sure didn't see that coming! I did, however, feel it digging into my side. ]

[ THUNK goes the spear and THUNK goes Excel off of Haruto and onto the floor ]

[ —what the hell, torn between whirling around to check who their aggressor is and running to excel's side. Makes an aborted jerky movement, reaching out for her while and turning around in the direction the spear was thrown, shock immediately blurring to fury ]

Ah, a coward!? Show yerself!

Edited 2012-03-11 05:01 (UTC)

[All he'll hear is a giggle as the daranged statue burst from the shadows and runs right at him, going full speed. He's fast for a walking pile of stone. And he's going to aim a punch right at your chest.]