( CLOSED ) shoujo confessions or nothing

[cordated]

Who: Makoto Tachibana (cordated), Vietnam (hoasen), Rei Ryugazaki (theoreitical), Zack Fair (reenacted), Oona (mermaiding), Miles Edgeworth (prosecutory)
When: POST EVENT 20.
Where: Various locations around the colony.
What: Makoto's solicitations are met with varying degrees of success and failure. Life goes on.
Rating/Warning: None.

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(Individual starters in the comments below!)

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[cordated]

Sorry, I meant to see you a whole lot sooner! I'll try to make up for that now, haha.

[ the real question: she'll coach him to an eye of the tiger?????? they'll have a music video montage devoted to reinventing peppy exercise videos and resuscitating the dying 80s training aesthetic in these dying halls. warn the presses! pop culture is on the rise in cerealia.

he swallows the worst of his consternation, grin edged soft, warmth transliterated into his complexion when he trails after her. basket case of insecurities and a clinical defeatist attitude aside, chilling with vietnam is bound to cure even the worst of his dejection, since he's got the blues bad.

outwardly, that shouldn't show. in fact, he's still smiling in the corridor splitting between the locker rooms. ]

Guess we should go get changed. I'll wait out by the door after, so don't get an early start without me, alright?

[ since he already has swim trunks on, he's just gotta' take off his shirt (whoa), but details ............ ]

[hoasen]

It's really fine, we were all so busy, so I am glad that we still managed to find time for each other. [Like really, all the catching up, and she's not even sure if Makoto has managed to handle the can of worms that is Rin verses the Village.

AND YES? She will? Eye of the tiger, or ever Call On Me because why the hell not. Everyone watch out when Makoto gets his headband on.

After reaching the locker rooms, she turned to speak to him. She didn't really know how much he has gone through since they last saw each other, having been divided, but she wouldn't be at all shocked if he had been hanging on lately. They say a workout will help.]

Alright, I am sure you will be able to go first, anyway. [It's more harder to get into a swimsuit when going up against a pro, okay! She doesn't even know all he needs to do is take his shirt off and be the looping gif set where he flexes his back. Free! knows how to make money.

She moves to step inside.]

I will be out soon!

[And inside, with very few details, she's efficiently done changing. It's a two piece swimsuit, practical but pretty fashionable, because Taiwan would've killed her if it was too bland so this is what she got when they went shopping back in the day. She looks for him after she leaves the change rooms.]

Makoto?

DON'T FORGIVE ME but please feel free to handwave/drop this as necessary

[cordated]

[ Good thing they're avoiding talking about how Rin destroyed a sizable amount of the jungle in a burst of white-hot anger. That'd probably make for a terrible conversational topic, and he's not about to launch it on her when they're supposed to have a nice, friendly dip in the pool.

Right now, he's a ~*~ (ฅ^•ﻌ•^)ฅ CAT DADDY ฅ(^•ﻌ•^ฅ) ~*~ and she's ... the ~*~ ♨ PHỞ QUEEN ♨ ~*~. Someday, they might even get the chance to go out and eat, maybe enjoy several rounds of friendly karaoke or TV melodramas as necessary.

Fearing the consequences of fanservice is a real thing, apparently, given the weird fanmail he received that one time about being a pool boy despite only going to the gym only in his immediate downtime. Rin and Haru practically live in the pool, but Makoto (the sanest of the bunch) only sees it as an occupational hobby.

But sure, there's no reason to keep his shirt on when they're going to get Wet 'n Wild™, so off it goes as he neatly zips it into his mesh duffle bag. He's slung the bag across his shoulder once Vietnam comes walking out into the hallway like Miss Universe itself, and it's hard not to take a double-take and stare off into the distance while he has a five-second out-of-body experience.

Eventually, he comes to his senses (if a little belatedly) to catch up with her inquiry, calling out to her from down the corridor. ]

Vietnam-san! Over here!

[ And waving her forward, he segues them both into the newly renovated pool area, complete with a few rows of bleachers. ]

Alright! So what did you want to try first? It might be better if we ease into the water before getting straight into racing. I wouldn't want you to get cramps.

[ Also, he has to scan the area to make sure none of the other gym's patrons are making undue advances toward her. That two-piece swimsuit is enough to make anyone lose their head. ]