三宮 紫穂 || Shiho Sannomiya (
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[Closed] Just super-powered teenagers hanging out with other super-powered teenagers.
Who:
good_ideas,
queenofminiskirts,
belfire,
moribound,
theshiningone,
espersions
When: early June
Where: Shiho and Kaoru's apartment
What: The joy of food, Mario Kart (played with cheaters) and people literally popping into the room uninvited.
Rating/Warning: Too much food, too much Mario Kart and espers using their powers to ram their friends off the edge of Rainbow Road.
Kaz owed Shiho a delicious home-cooked meal for two. Shiho owed Minato...well, a lot. She refused to tell anyone but Kaoru what it was, of course, but it's clear in the way her stance softened minutely around him that she believed she owed him that, at least.
So what better way for Shiho to enjoy this sudden influx of genuinely nice people than to invite them all over to her and Kaoru's apartment? The more, the merrier, right? It all starts out innocuous enough, with chips and chocolate and Mario Kart in the living room area while they all wait for food. Except Kaz was never told that the intimate dinner for two had long become a dinner party for friends, Shiho was using her psychometry to cheat while playing (because there's no way anyone can be that good), and a certain lolicon was never even formally invited.
Oh, and any game involving espers somehow always manages to devolve into all-out war. Wait. Is that someone hanging around outside the window?!
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When: early June
Where: Shiho and Kaoru's apartment
What: The joy of food, Mario Kart (played with cheaters) and people literally popping into the room uninvited.
Rating/Warning: Too much food, too much Mario Kart and espers using their powers to ram their friends off the edge of Rainbow Road.
Kaz owed Shiho a delicious home-cooked meal for two. Shiho owed Minato...well, a lot. She refused to tell anyone but Kaoru what it was, of course, but it's clear in the way her stance softened minutely around him that she believed she owed him that, at least.
So what better way for Shiho to enjoy this sudden influx of genuinely nice people than to invite them all over to her and Kaoru's apartment? The more, the merrier, right? It all starts out innocuous enough, with chips and chocolate and Mario Kart in the living room area while they all wait for food. Except Kaz was never told that the intimate dinner for two had long become a dinner party for friends, Shiho was using her psychometry to cheat while playing (because there's no way anyone can be that good), and a certain lolicon was never even formally invited.
Oh, and any game involving espers somehow always manages to devolve into all-out war. Wait. Is that someone hanging around outside the window?!
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[A bag of chips perched beside her, chocolate biscuit in her mouth, Shiho really doesn't look like a scary opponent at all. She doesn't even look all that worried or excited.
Except she's rapidly climbing closer and closer to first place via ramming everyone she meets off the edge with Bowser. Is it possible to have aim that good? Or to seem to just know where everything is going to be the split second before it's actually there?
Well, better decide soon because she's eyeing your character next.]
b. This girl eats like three girls
[It's a combination of just being too tired and overuse
more like misuseof her powers that has her tucking away at her twelfth slice of pizza. If you ever wondered why two girls living together needed such a gigantic dinner table...well, now you know. At least her manners are dainty and if you so much as sneak a hand near her plate, she stabs a fork right by your hand, narrowly missing it by mere millimeters before continuing right along as if nothing happened.Don't take her food, she'll make you regret it.]
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Don't. [Kaz tilted his body away from Shiho, clutching his controller tight as if physically shielding it would somehow protect his poor racer (Yoshi, of course)] Don't you dare, Mimi. I swear to God, if you knock me off Rainbow Road again...
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(Accompanied often by a frustrated "Shiho" because everyone's familiar with the threatening figure of Bowser chasing them down already.)]
But the first time was an accident? It's just so hard to stay on the stage, isn't it?
[She doesn't seem to be having that problem as much though, taking a boost and staying on the road perfectly, making a slight adjustment in order to pick up an item she knows will end up being a green shell.
Run, Kaz. Grab a speed boost. Physically leave the couch, because she's within throwing distance (for her which is at a distance that a non-psychometer could never hope to hit anyone).]
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[A shark that was quickly closing in on her newest prey: him. Kaz breathed in sharply at realising he was in striking distance, bolting upright from his protective curl as a low, animal like whine of distress rumbled in his throat. He was going to get knocked off in the next few seconds if- wait, item box ahead!]
I ask you God to please make this a speed boost or that bullet thing! [He sent up that quick prayer, even if he knew that it was useless - that old bastard wouldn't part with a stale biscuit to a starving child, let alone help him survive a cutthroat Mario Kart game - and watched with bated breath as his character flew through the item and-] ARGH! NO!
[Banana peel. Banana peel. BANANA. PEEL. LIKE THAT WOULD DO ANYTHING AGAINST SHIHO]
DAMN IT, GOD! YOU HAD ONE JOB!
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b and together they eat like six
She's talking about how amazing that Mario Cart game was. Specifically, she can't stop talking about how cool Shiho was when she rammed every other racer off Rainbow Road. Every. Single. One. Whether it included Kaoru's character or not doesn't even matter.
But she's less dainty than Shiho, so she's speaking with her mouth full of pizza so it comes out muffled. But her enthusiasm is clear from the excitement in her eyes.]
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Kaoru-chan, you're getting pizza everywhere-
[Shiho's laughing as she says this, waving a napkin for her to take.]
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Oops.
[She'll happily take that napkin. And then, when she's swallowed.]
Sorry about that!
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Great shot, Shiho-san. [His reply is perfectly quaint, much like the dog that's sitting beside him and watching the screen with interest.] If only Koromaru could play too...he looks really interested in this.
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Shiho's turns are perfect, her eyes trained on the screen and her hands holding the controller.]
Well, maybe we can see if anyone can mod it so that he can. Kaoru-chan knows that one guy. The one who mods CYbuddies.
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Oh, you mean Tadashi-san? Guess he could do something if there's anyone who might be able to...we'd have to teach him though.
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[His infamous last words as he goes in with Luigi for an Item Box. Whenever the slot rolls, he ends up getting a single turtle shell. It was better than nothing, so he's going all in with a confident smirk on his face.]
Sorry, cutie. I show no mercy to my opponents on the battlefield.
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[Shiho smirks when she sees what he's got and makes a quick, tight turn to take the furthest item box. She has the gall to act surprised when she gets a trio of green shells.]
What a coincidence then, huh?
[Since they can both agree that pity for your opponents was for the weak, there won't be any hard feelings when she sends one after him and reserves the others once he's out of shells.]
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Looks like! That's why I'll do whatever it takes to win! [Even if that meant using the other AIs at cannon fodder. Whenever the shell fires after him, Hiro gives a hard sharp turn to make sure that it doesn't hit him. It was a very close shot, though...] You're giving me a shell of a time there.
[And did we forget to mention that Hiro was a quipper in the heat of combat? Probably not.]
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b(reaking bread)
Finally he says, with the sort of fond expression that she (and all teenagers everywhere, tbh) probably hates: ]
It's nice to see you having so much fun, Empress. You've made a lot of friends here.
{ All of whom have powers he thinks but doesn't say. Good job Empress! }
b(reaking hyoubu)
ALSO: She's a growing (
esper) girl and she needs her food okay.]You say that like I'm not good at having fun or something.
[Shiho takes another bite, her eyes cool even as she watches him with a mouth full of pizza. Either he's trying to be a doting grandpa or there was something more to what he was saying.]
the kitchen is his now, sorry shiho, kaoru
[Shiho and Kaoru's kitchen was now Kaz's domain.
After realising that the dinner for two had instead become an actual dinner party, Kaz was both disgruntled and relieved. Well, mostly relieved. He didn't want to become a weird third wheel person to whatever dinner date Shiho would have had him catering to. On the other hand: he was stretching his supplies kiiiinda thin, since he believed he was only cooking for two here. Things were getting stressy. He might even have to make an emergency grocery run! Drama.
Oh, woe betide anyone who entered this forbidden realm - really, if anyone tries to stick their head in here before he was finished with the food, prepare to get chased out by him in his favourite kitty apron (he didn't cook without it, don't judge) armed with whatever cooking utensil was close to hand at the time. No early dippings before serving time!
So, if you're gonna sneak in, you're going to have to be real good at it. But, if you're just popping your head in to see when dinner'll be served, be wary of getting roped into a Task - or banished to the grocery, forbidden to return until you get x item or ingredient...]
b. he's part hamster.
[The meal is served! It's probably a bit more than what was expected for a teenager dominated Mario Kart party since Kaz went a little overboard with the various curries and salmon dishes he had wanted to try out - but there was still the generic teenager food in the form of oven baked pizza... and takeout pizza and kebab to supplement what he didn't have enough supplies to make up. There's even a cake or two baking away in the oven for afterwards!
But cooking's tiring business, and Kaz was a glutton when it came to food anyway so, er, yeah, in his little corner of the dining table it was like a black hole. Food was slowly being drawn towards him, being devoured at an incredible rate - any attempt to intercept was met with a sharp glare and mutters about how he "slaved over a hot stove all evening just let him have this plate ok". Continue to intercept anyway, prepare to witness how weaponised chopsticks can be against unsuspecting fingers or knuckles. Those who dare to battle Kazuya Minegishi for the good piece of salmon, prepare for a fight to the death! Or until someone's chopsticks break.]
c. Wildcard!
[Kicking his ass at Mario Kart, pestering him between the kitchen to the bathroom, go wild with anything else you may wanna do with Kaz!]
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Hey, do you need a taste tester?
[She asks, but there's a drawer that seems to be sliding open by itself and if no one stops it, a spoon will float out of it.]
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So instead Kaoru - and her floating spoon - just got a dark look and an exaggerated 'chop' of his cutting knife neatly bisecting an unfortunate carrot. He can't physically chase her out, but he can try to be intimidating (with that cute baby face, highly unlikely)]
Hmph. You just want to dig in early. [Though. Wait. He set the knife down and turned round properly to consider Kaoru for a moment, frowning. A thought did occur to him just then: he never did ask Kaoru what she liked to eat, exactly...] Wait, actually - how much spice can you handle? I just realised I made something... you're alright with spicy stuff, yeah?
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Oh, no! You saw through my brilliant plan~.
[She gets chased out of the kitchen all the time...or, well. Minamotot tries to chase her out.
She's checking out the stuff available as her spoon hovers in the air.]
Hm? Oh, I don't mind spicy food. But even if I wasn't, I think you've made enough food that I'd still have enough to eat. But if you're taking requests... [She trails off meaningfully.]
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And what an unexpected sight! Kazuya? Cooking? So it looked like the half-baked hero could be productive when he wanted to be. Hiro makes no announcement as he floats over upside down and...
... Sensually blows into Kazuya's ear. Lewd.]
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GWAH! [Kaz jumped, badly startled enough that he smashed his knee against the counter, and very nearly stabbed Hiro in the head with the chopping knife he was using just from sheer reflexes alone. Thankfully he stopped himself at the last second (reluctantly)] WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!? D'YA WANNA GET STABBED!?!
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Man... You get girlier and girlier the more I see you. It's almost a damn shame you weren't born as a girl.
[Or reborn as one. Sort of. After going through some cycles of reincarnation himself, he's seen stranger things happen. Really, he had no right to talk about girlishness since he looked good in a skirt himself.] Anyway... What'cha cookin', good lookin'?
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Thus he notices some unusual activity going on inside, somebody in the kitchen (hopefully not Kaoru, he thinks, remembering the Christmas "dinner" she prepared). He drifts a bit closer to see who it is....
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Kaz? That is...huh. He recalls, with some slight embarrassment, how Kaz had appeared one day in his apartment bearing bento, for reasons that might possibly have to do with a crush or perhaps that Kaz was simply worried about a certain old man (who's an old man???!!!). So Kaz cooks, Hyoubu knows this, and so it's not strange that he's cooking, but that now for some inexplicable reason, he's doing it in the girls' apartment.
What on earth? ]
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GODDAMMIT.
Hyoubu is now no longer floating. That's because he's clinging to the sill with his face pressed up against the window, looking like some sort of enraged apparition. Do you feel the evil eye, Kaz? Do you? ]
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Or, rather, he feels the back of his neck prickle like he's being watched, and his hand paused where it was holding an egg above the brim of the mixing bowl, peeking over his shoulder at the kitchen doorway. Hm, no intruders inbound, then what...
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Slowly, Kaz looked the opposite way to the window. There, in all his gnashing furious glory, was Hyou-Kyou's face pressed up against the glass like he was in some sort of slasher film. Kaz blinked very slowly, briefly wondering if he was hallucinating before realising that, no, Hyou-Kyou was indeed creeping outside a girl's kitchen window with a rather terrifying expression. Well then.]
...Hyou-Kyou, t'hell are you doing.
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