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[ Erika counters immediately, leaping to her feet. Is she going to be able to outrun this massively tall boy with the lanky limbs? No, not without transforming, and even she has standards (and Coffret would never let her hear the end of it after using the Marine Tact as a massager). ]
[ And you know what, arguing with him isn't going to get her anywhere (physically) so Erika's just going to pick up speed and book it for the confused-looking students. ]
[You know those Tom & Jerry cartoons with the giant cat chasing the tiny mouse? Yeah, that's pretty much what this looks like, Ibuki booking it the minute Erika makes a dash into the school.
There is NO way he's letting her get away with this! They'll continue their damn argument with or without Shindou there!]
[Ibuki's legs spring forward, so glad in hindsight that his ankle injury from the Galaxy Celesta actually healed properly just in time for this impromptu chase through a school that neither of them actually go to.]
[He'll be the cutest damn Precure just to spite you, you little fairy.]
Gah...Kurumi!!
[Oh look, he does remember, using his arm to spring him off the wall and turn a corner. Raimon certainly is getting a show out of this chase scene, as they make their way past the building and in the direction of the soccer club.]
[Who's the more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows her? Because Ibuki's also going to round that corner rather harshly, and since no has has invented drifting on your feet, he brings himself into a skid much like you'd find trying to save a base in baseball.
...And not so gracefully landing just beside her.]
...
[Give him a moment, he's trying to process all of this. His eyes, wide open and thunderstruck by what the hell just took place, stare blankly up at the sky.
Before he completely bursts into laughter, shaking the dirt out of his white hair and completely trying to focus on his breathing, lest he run out of air from laughter.]
[ Well. Erika can safely say (despite neither of them landing very safely) that this was not how she expected this day to go. At all. It was really just going to be a surprise trip to see Shindou's face and to knock out some additional fashion work, but here she is, lifting her face off the ground and blowing one long strand of hair out of her face as she flops over onto her back. ]
[His legs ache from the sudden burst of energy it took to chase her, but that didn't keep him down for long--he's no sooner finishing his laugh than he's pushing his body up with his back, rocking himself back onto his knees and reaching over to effortlessly lift her back up. Ibuki was many things--loud, sometimes too sporty for his own good, and had a bit of a short temper.
But he'd never just let a girl who tripped over herself just lie on the ground like that. His own pride and honour aside, his grandma would be ashamed of him if he even thought it for a minute.]
[ ... Boys are sometimes unfairly strong, but Erika's really not in the mood to complain, even after having crash landed like that. He'd been nice enough to help her up and a good sport, so after a pause, she tilts her head with a calmer smile. ]
[Her attitude's pretty uplifting too, glad she not only took that whole chase scene pretty well, but also didn't IMMEDIATELY snag victory when he laid it out to her.
A hand reaches up to run through his bristly, white hair, scrubbing across his cheek and to the back of his neck.]
Well, then that means we're right back where we started.
Put the pressure on him? I like the way you think.
[After all, it's not like Shindou is TERRIBLE under pressure or anything.
The save-the-date for a chase at a later point earns a smile from him, knowing that there's no exact purpose for it or anything to be gained from it, but it sounded fun, either way. He could deal with that.]
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[ Erika counters immediately, leaping to her feet. Is she going to be able to outrun this massively tall boy with the lanky limbs? No, not without transforming, and even she has standards (and Coffret would never let her hear the end of it after using the Marine Tact as a massager). ]
First come, first served, and I was already here!
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He can do that any time! He DOES THAT EVERY DAY!
[Ibuki you are such a jock.]
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[ She may or may not be trembling, before she jabs an accusatory finger at him. ]
Someone who doesn't understand fashion has no right to say things like that about it! Don't underestimate what I do!!
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[This tiny girl may only go up to his mid chest, but that finger actually shoots his eyes open a bit wider.
Not that he's going to back down, but the voice of Erika Kurumi was heard loud and clear with this one.]
Oi! Fields are only open for a set amount of time, right? I'm the one on the clock here.
Soccer it is!
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If you're so worried about the field being closed, you can just use the one by the riverbank!
[ THE ONE NORMAL PEOPLE WHO DON'T GO TO RAIMON USE. ]
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Why can't you just do your -modeling- elsewhere?
[You know, like NORMAL PEOPLE!]
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[ And you know what, arguing with him isn't going to get her anywhere (physically) so Erika's just going to pick up speed and book it for the confused-looking students. ]
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[You know those Tom & Jerry cartoons with the giant cat chasing the tiny mouse? Yeah, that's pretty much what this looks like, Ibuki booking it the minute Erika makes a dash into the school.
There is NO way he's letting her get away with this! They'll continue their damn argument with or without Shindou there!]
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Because Erika's not looking too happy to look over her shoulder and see him hot on her heels. ]
Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to chase a girl?!
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YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOOK OFF!!
[And while Erika is small, all that Precure training must have paid off, as she manages to evade him juuuuust enough for the moment.]
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Look, I'm a girl on a mission! I'm not about to be stopped by someone like you!
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[Ibuki's legs spring forward, so glad in hindsight that his ankle injury from the Galaxy Celesta actually healed properly just in time for this impromptu chase through a school that neither of them actually go to.]
Get back here, pipsqueak!!
[This is how friendship is formed.]
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[ Spoiler: she's not getting back here. ]
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YOU, tiny!
[How does someone with such short legs move so fast? Girl, give him your workout.
Second thought, don't. Transformations aren't his deal that was Chrono Stone.]
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I have a name, you know! And I know you know it by now!
[ ... this said over her shoulder as much as she wants to round on him and take him on with all the not-so-little ferocity she possesses. ]
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Gah...Kurumi!!
[Oh look, he does remember, using his arm to spring him off the wall and turn a corner. Raimon certainly is getting a show out of this chase scene, as they make their way past the building and in the direction of the soccer club.]
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[ shouted. Not so proudly. As they head for the soccer club, and startled students continue to stare at the pair of them.
... But then one of them (the smaller one) finally skids a corner a little too hard, stumbles, and goes into a glorious topple forward. ]
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...And not so gracefully landing just beside her.]
...
[Give him a moment, he's trying to process all of this. His eyes, wide open and thunderstruck by what the hell just took place, stare blankly up at the sky.
Before he completely bursts into laughter, shaking the dirt out of his white hair and completely trying to focus on his breathing, lest he run out of air from laughter.]
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[ Well. Erika can safely say (despite neither of them landing very safely) that this was not how she expected this day to go. At all. It was really just going to be a surprise trip to see Shindou's face and to knock out some additional fashion work, but here she is, lifting her face off the ground and blowing one long strand of hair out of her face as she flops over onto her back. ]
Did you hit your head a little too hard there?
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But he'd never just let a girl who tripped over herself just lie on the ground like that. His own pride and honour aside, his grandma would be ashamed of him if he even thought it for a minute.]
Up you go, fashionista.
You win.
[After all, he didn't really catch her, did he?]
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That was more of a draw.
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A hand reaches up to run through his bristly, white hair, scrubbing across his cheek and to the back of his neck.]
Well, then that means we're right back where we started.
[Blink.]
Up for another chase?
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[ ... but then what would be the purpose of that one?? She either doesn't know or doesn't care, simply grinning as she rocks back on her heels. ]
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[After all, it's not like Shindou is TERRIBLE under pressure or anything.
The save-the-date for a chase at a later point earns a smile from him, knowing that there's no exact purpose for it or anything to be gained from it, but it sounded fun, either way. He could deal with that.]
You're on. Maybe I'll actually try this time.
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[ No they're not but she's not fooled anyway. ]
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