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[If you thought Kuzuryuu would be happy about the prospect of a fancy red carpet event, then you are sorely mistaken. Though, at the moment, this might have more to do with the uh...method of invitation Clair decided to employ than the event itself. Three guesses who got beaned right in the head with a few of those ping pong balls. First two guesses don't count.]

[It was Kuzuryuu.]

Why the everloving fuck would you decide to invite people to something by dropping goddamn plastic balls on them!? That's not fucking normal, who the hell does something like this!? This better not be something that happens regularly here, I swear...

[He trails off, falling into a sort of contemplative silence for a few moments.]

What the hell is a prom, anyway? Some kind of party or something? [Hello, I am very Japanese and we do not have proms. Also I went to murderschool. There are no dances at murder school, only murders.] VIPs I get but wh-- son of a bitch!! [The sounds of a jostled struggle can be heard, along with a range of very happy Ariados noises.]

Goddammit, Meiwaku!! You can't fucking-- [What is even going on over there...] Get off you dumbass!! I swear to fu-- [Thankfully, the transmission cuts out fairly quickly into the unseen scuffle. He'll uh...he'll get back to you if anybody actually wants to answer that question about prom.]

Action:
[For anybody who happens to be out and about, they might run into Kuzuryuu mid-spider scuffle just outside of Goldenrod on Route 35. He's been out here training for most of the day (as per usual) and has two new evolutions to show for it: Bisharp and Ariados. The former appears as calm as she ever does, cradling Kuzuryuu's Pokégear in her hands and watching the scene before her with something that might be amusement. As for the latter...apparently she either hasn't noticed or doesn't care that evolving means she's quite a bit bigger than she used to be. So she's very determinedly trying to climb all over her master just like in the (not so) good ol' days. It's not really working but that isn't stopping her. Nothing is stopping her.]

[She WILL reclaim her fuzzy throne, rules of physics and everything that is logical be damned!!]

[Needless to say, Kuzuryuu is not amused and there's quite a bit of yelling going on and even more swearing.]

You're too big for that now, dipshit!! Fucking-- QUIT!! I didn't even-- DAMMIT! How about I fucking sit on you for a change, huh!? Then what, fucker!?

[He wasn't kidding about that because after a few more moment's wrestling, he definitely plants himself squarely on her back. Though...since he hardly weighs more than she does, the impact is probably not as impressive as he was hoping for. It surprised her enough to pin her to the ground, sure, but she barely seems to mind if the even happier noises and excited squirming are anything to go by.]

[Approac-- more like turn around and walk away and pretend you didn't see this. Why would you...]

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No, I said it's like that.

[Weren't you listening? Come on.]

How about a wedding? Have you been to a wedding? It's kind of like that, too. Fancy dresses and decorations and music and food.

[Sure he was listening! He just missed a few words. Though this seems to placate him a little. Okay. He's choosing to believe that it's just the adults who decide to participate in this behavior. Yes. Ahh, peace of mind.]

[But okay, weddings. Yes. He's been to those. But if the look of uncertainty on his face is anything to go by, they're most definitely thinking about two different styles of weddings here. Sure some of the ones he's been to have been a contemporary blend of eastern and western (though still mostly leaning heavily towards the traditional side of things) so he knows what a reception is at least. But...Japanese receptions are not Western receptions. And Yakuza receptions are not normal receptions by either culture.]

Yeah, I've been to weddings before. [Yakuza heir to Japan's biggest family and all, he's probably been to more than his fair share of weddings.] But I doubt they're similar to whatever this is. Unless this Leader Clair has Yakuza connections. Which...doesn't even seem to be a fucking thing here so I doubt that's the case.

Edited (WORDING. SORRY.) 2014-03-23 01:12 (UTC)

[...Okay, when even Parker can tell that's kind of a strange topic to bring up in the context of weddings, it must really be a strange segue.]

...What do you mean, Yakuza connections?

I mean those are the only types of weddings I've ever been to, what else would I mean? [Weren't you listening? Why else would he bring it up?] And there's some shit we do a little differently than most people. So it's probably not the best comparison for me to make, yeah?

Why are you going to Yakuza weddings?

[For once, Parker actually has arrived at the logical conclusion, but Alice would probably be stupid and naive about it, so.]

...were you not listening or are you just stupid? I said "we" didn't I? I'm the heir to the Kuzuryuu family. Whenever my father had to go to one, I'd usually get dragged along too.

[Way to stay in character, Alice. You sure have him convinced that you're kinda slow.]

[For a little bit, there's silence as she kind of tips her head and regards him thoughtfully, not so much looking like she's uncertain of anything as it is she's just following a chain of logic and intuition along a winding path to its ultimate end — but when that's done, the feed flickers for a minute as she reaches down and switches the video briskly over into a private channel.]

That's your supery dupery skill, right? Because you were at Chiaki's party, and you go to Ishimaru's school. Everybody who goes there has something they're the best at. Are you the best Yakuza?

[That sure is a private feed, hello.]

Supery...dup... [Wha...t...]

[Okay, bizarre terminology aside, maybe she's not as stupid as he first thought. Something that makes her infinitely more interesting in Kuzuryuu's opinion. Someone pretending to be dumber than they actually are? Yeah, there's no way there's not something up there.]

Yeah, that's me. So what's your deal then? I figured you were just a friend of Nanami's but now I'm thinking there's something more to it.

I'm Ishimaru's sister. I mean, and Chiaki's friend, I think that's why I got invited to the party, but that's who I am. He's my brother.

[... :|a ]

I don't go to your school, though.

I didn't think you did. But I get what you mean.

[He's pretty sure it's not the same sort of sworn siblinghood setup he's got with Hinata but non-related siblings is hardly a foreign concept to Kuzuryuu.]

So why the sudden filter? That wasn't really just to ask me about my talent was it? Because you have to know by now that's not something we try to keep secret.

[...Well, in normal cases, anyway. ~~Lookin' at you, Hinata.~~]

Oh. No, it's 'cause of your school. I know you guys don't really talk about it to other people so I figured you'd like it better if you knew everybody couldn't see what we were talking about when I talked about it.

[Semi-roundabout an explanation though that may be, at least the intent is...reasonably sound.]

You're not in Ishimaru's class, though. You're in the other class.

[...there are so many different ways you could have said that would have taken less words and not left Kuzuryuu vaguely wondering if he's understood correctly, Parker. Good job.]

[She's not wrong though. For Kuzuryuu especially since he feels better about having a filter on his conversations in general not just when they're about school.]

R...Right, yeah, I'm from the other class. But when you talked about what exactly?

[He's half expecting some kind of interrogation here...Kuzuryuu stop that. ]

About your school. With what happened? The bad stuff.

[Go go attempt at sensitivity, go.]

It's okay, though. You're safe here.

[... :|a ]

I mean you were probably safe anyway because you're the best Yakuza and they're pretty safe no matter where they go, unless they're overseas on another gang's turf or something, but you know. This is a pretty nice place. And you guys are okay.

[Nice save, Parker. Had you left it at "you're safe here", you most definitely would have gotten a much angrier response. But you did, so instead you just get a mildly irritated one.]

Tch, don't treat me like a fucking kid! I'm not like the rest of them, that was hardly the first time I found myself in a life-threatening situation. And it's not like I'd never seen a dead body before.

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[private] I COMPLETELY FORGOT SHE WAS AT NANAMI'S PARTY GO ME

[private] IT'S FINE, I FORGOT TOO UNTIL THAT TAG AND THEN I WAS LIKE WHOOPS, CONVENIENT EXCUSE GO

[private] OH GOOD SO LONG AS I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE. what a perfect excuse though

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