Battle area > Grade System Event Version 2
(NYC) Field: Times Square
Jello:
With another grin, Haruka chuckles at Satoshi's remark about the coffee. Aside from the playful comment, he took some notice of the apologizing idea. Haruka could guess that Satoshi had a lot to say recently.
"Yeah, pressing her probably isn't good." Haruka took a straw from one of the table dispensers and stirred the remainder of his coffee for a little. Something to mess around with, keep his limbs moving. He felt his body stiffening by the second. After a bit he craned his neck to feel the skin on his neck stretch a bit. It was painful. He honest to god needed to like, sit in front of a fire. Or be set on fire.
"I actually need to get a hold of her eventually. Maybe I'll call her tonight or something... Er, hey, is it cold in here or is that just me?"
Beryl:
"A...little bit," Satoshi lied. "I probably should've brought a coat with me. This coffee's alright at warming me up a bit, though."
He shrugged. "I should probably text her. I was thinking about going to this little place one of the taxi drivers mentioned. A nice little Italian place down a couple blocks. Dinner's on me if you're interested."
Jello:
"Hmm..." Haruka contemplated it, but it was already starting to get a little late for him and he just wanted to rest. His body was not in great shape as of the moment and staying out any longer might cause a meltdown of some sorts.
"Thanks for the offer, and I am a bit hungry, but I'm actually unusually tired." This wasn't exactly a complete lie. He was really tired, sleep would help. But his body was wide awake in the wrong ways, causing his nerve endings to go into an infinite loop of pain, recovery, and pain again, causing this sort of stasis. He managed to sort of walk up to the entrance, and waved back to Satoshi.
"You have my number, text me tomorrow maybe." Haruka nods, smiling, trying to stretch as much as he can before he freezes all the way. Making it back to the hotel in one piece was his mission now.
What a trip that'll be.
Beryl:
Satoshi gave a short wave himself, frowning a bit. He whipped out his phone and flipped to Yukino as a contact again.
Hey, sorry for the short notice. Dinner again? Haruka just left headed for bed, but I need to talk to someone. I'd pester Hana but we don't know each other as well.
OverDrive:
--- Quote from: AlwaysAwake on September 03, 2015, 06:02:46 PM ---Alexander concentrated on his cards amidst the rather peaceful area that was the Starbucks, a peaceful refuge amongst the boisterous city. Of course, by normal standards the coffee shop itself was also noisy, but being able to sit down and phase into your own little world always helped. His thoughts flew to his recent fights, and how he could possibly upgrade his deck, the teen reaching a blank and sighing in defeat.
"I guess I just gotta keep at as is, then." Resigning himself to the current situation, if he couldn't do too much with his deck he might as well focus on his own skills. Luckily the opportunity itself might have just come knocking.
Turning his head to the voice, Tusbasas' words registered after a solid five seconds. Blinking blankly for a moment before rushing out an answer "Ah, yeah, of course." The words spoken in an accented English, specks of a French accent still in his words. His eyes flew to the cardfighters deck, and a small joyful smirk formed on his face, his features brightening up compared to their previous state.
"So, a cardfight right? Best out of three?" Asking, still not having told the stranger his name yet, likely he would remember to after.
--- End quote ---
Tsubasa was intrigued that this person's way of talking resembled the french accent slightly, but he was even more impressed that the stranger understood his hidden challenge just by seeing his deck.
"..You don't waste time I see.." he said. " In that case let's get this going, I'm Tsubasa, Tsubasa Hayato."
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