Maruko Reiji 「円子令司」 → "Marco" (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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estoria2016-07-06 10:56 am
drinkscola) wrote in estoria2016-07-06 10:56 am
[OPEN]
Who: maruko "marco" reiji (drinkscola) and you!!!
When: 08.02
Where: various places
What: marco being uncool... also guns, soda, and a football
Rating/Warning: mild language, but otherwise nothing for now!
a.
b: shopping district.
c: shopping district, part 2.
d: entertainment/pleasure district.
e: boutique; closed to kashuu.
drinkscola) and you!!!When: 08.02
Where: various places
What: marco being uncool... also guns, soda, and a football
Rating/Warning: mild language, but otherwise nothing for now!
a.
[ welcome to the gun show
or a gun range, more specifically. here's a guy dressed in a pinstripe suit (actually a school uniform, thank you), lifting a sig sauer p226 towards a target. he's done his homework such that his stance and grip are correct, but... experience tends to trump textbook knowledge. he sweats, manages to keep his hand from trembling, and squeezes the trigger.
BANG.
and holy shit, even with protective earmuffs, that's loud as fuck and the resulting kick is even more startling. while the bullet's hit its mark, marco doesn't quite notice as he yelps and drops the weapon; it clatters to the floor wherein it sets off again.
BANG.
whoops. at least that one hit the wall and not a person. he's immediately looking around to make sure no one heard that, much less witnessed it. ]
b: shopping district.
[ well that had been rough and embarrassing— time for some caffeinated, sugary calories. after fishing out his wallet, selecting coca-cola and swiping his card, a single cola tumbles out.
except, after that's been retrieved, the sodas don't stop coming. they continue to cascade out of the machine one-by-one, rolling on the surrounding pavement in a variety of directions. ]
What the hell, I'd say—!!
[ the vending machine continues until it's empty of every can. ]
c: shopping district, part 2.
[ during his hour of waiting for a maintenance bot to show (it won't), marco's taken to building an elaborate pyramid structure. he kind of half-expects something to come along and obliterate it, so he won't be too surprised when that happens. it's been a painful waste of time.
he fixes another can to its side. ]
Geez, what is up with CERES lately...
[ he gets being forced to live in a dystopia, okay, but an inefficient one sucks. ]
d: entertainment/pleasure district.
[ as someone who usually practices alone, even back home, it might be useful to scope out talent. temporarily useful, as marco knows none of this should actually stick. once he's spied someone that looks physically capable of regularly withstanding tackles and somewhat unoccupied (by which he means, unoccupied hands), he's raising his football. ]
Here. Catch, I'd say.
[ whether you like it or not, it's beamed toward your torso. hey, be grateful or something that at least he didn't beam it at your head!! ]
e: boutique; closed to kashuu.
[ okay, in-between being broke (a relative adjective) and newcomers and gross cybuddies and avoiding the hell out of everyone due to those memory shenanigans, marco's finally traversed somewhere beautifully expensive with intent. upon entering, impressed already, he'll approach someone that looks to work there. ]
Hey, I'm Marco. [ potentially useless information, okay. moving on: ] And I'm looking for someone named Kashuu Kiyomitsu...
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[And he'll pick up one because he did want some soda, really. But instead of leaving, he decides he'll stick around to help clean it up as he starts picking up the bottles laying around.]
Is it just me or the machines around here actin' up lately?
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... Don't mention it.
[ and he'll start picking sodas up, too, laying a few on a nearby bench such that they have zero chance of getting away again. ]
Not just you. My hairdryer went into overdrive this morning. [ it was horrifying, and he screamed. alas, there are some perks to living alone. ] I'm hoping collapse of the colony is imminent.
[ joke??? not a joke??? hard to tell. easy to tell something's up with ceres, though. ]
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Dude, don't joke around with shit like that...
[They've only just arrived at this place about a month ago, he doesn't want to go back to a destroyed world before they can find out how to bring everyone back at least.] All the robots goin' crazy, and then the memory shit was bad enough, we don't need anything worse...
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I would think that CERES' demise meant good things for us. [ a pause. ] Well. Discounting the unpleasant events that perhaps serve as precursor to that... But if they're out of the picture, then our misfortune would be as well, I'd say.
[ what could have been a friendly chat has taken a nosedive ]
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...Guess you can say that, but aren't they the ones who kinda "revived" us too?
[he gives a frown at the topic, drawing a sigh. Talking about general current events for this place is depressing.]
Think we might wanna talk about other shit?
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[ said nonchalantly, complete with a shrug. he can't blame kuramochi for believing to the contrary, really. ]
Ah. The subject make you uncomfortable?
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it was more of the mun not keeping track of detailsThese are all things he's not used to even consider thinking about; he's just a dumb high school kid playing a sport he likes before he ended up here, really.]
Just it ain't the topic I'd talk about with a tone of "how's the weather" shit.
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[ he thinks that's a bit of a shame, but if kuramochi is uninterested in speaking of it, then he doesn't see much of a point to pursuing the subject (really, what would he get from forcefully annoying an acquaintance like that).
stacking a few colas neatly atop one another, taking a moment to consider a lighter topic, he levels his gaze at the other. ]
So. What did you do back home?