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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[Shiho takes another step and then nudges one of his feet with hers.]
-standing like you're bracing yourself for an impact or something.
[She isn't going to touch him with her hands, but since she's going to teach him, she might as well do a good job at it, right?]
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... This just a hobby of yours?
[ not teaching, per se, but shooting in general. ]
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[Or maybe he just means shooting, but she's going to tease him anyway.]
Awfully specific for a hobby, isn't it?
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he's the one being so relentlessly teased here???
he needs to step up his game, clearly ]
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[ if it's not a hobby, that's what it makes him, right???! okay, he's joking there. a light shrug of the shoulders; he looks sheepish again, eyebrows knitting and his smile a crooked one. ]
I meant shooting, though. [ needless to clarify, he thinks. ] Inanimate targets or not.
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Nah, lots of people have no idea what they're doing when they first start at the gun range. [That's totally what he meant when he said he'd be a special case, right? The way she grins as she says it though should be indication enough that she's deliberately misconstruing his meaning.]
And it is, kind of. Though I try not to shoot at anything but inanimate targets nowadays. [Though it had probably started off more as a way of giving herself, as a very young psychometer without any offensive capability of her own, a way to both protect the people she wanted to and to give her so-called caretakers something to be incredibly bothered by. Nothing makes people more uncomfortable, she had reasoned, like a ten year old psychometer with a gun.]
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[ well, even if she's deliberately misconstruing him again... he's glad to see that she's smiling. grinning, to be more accurate, but a bright smile all the same (and still, at his expense). ]
True. ... I won't argue that much. [ even though he can!! he hopes she knows that much. he doesn't think lots of people have studied guns and gunranges and how to shoot as extensively as he has when they first start out. ]
"Nowadays," hm? [ he allows his lips to quirk into an easier smile. ] Well, if you'd rather not talk about it, then I won't press you for the details.
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I didn't say I won't talk about it? Oh, but...how does that saying go?
[She taps a finger against her bottom lip because this isn't anywhere close to touching him.]
A girl never shoots and tells? [That's...not a thing people actually say, Shiho.]