[WEEK 5, THURSDAY MORNING: Akira]

[spinatalltale]

[she waits until Thursday morning to seek him out. not because she needed time to process the information, but because she had been so damn busy yesterday. talking to people. exchanging letters. exchanging theories. trying to make sure Lucina will be safe come trial this Saturday]

[it's exhausting. it's far more than what she's used to doing, honestly. she's supposed to be an observer, not a meddler, and yet here she is. actively trying to keep their last hope in this game alive]

[this island has made her more than just soft. it's made her a do-gooder, too]

[but none of that is important now, and wherever Akira may be, Magilou will find him as she tosses her letter bottle from one hand to the next]

Letters. You got some, right?

Comments

[jokered]

[it's fine.

he can be creative?

by which he means pulling back enough that he can grip her waist and lift her up to his height for more kisses. a few of them. she deserves them? so she's getting them, those are just the rules now.]

[spinatalltale]

[WHAT]

[AKIRA!!!]

[makes a small noise of surprise against his mouth and grips him by the shoulders to brace herself. what the heck!! what did she say about not being a blushing maiden!!]

[. . . but to her credit she is not complaining. or flailing, despite her surprise. although after returning a few of those kisses, she is pulling away long enough to sass him]

For the record, this totally doesn't count as being swept off my feet!

[jokered]

[she's not a blushing maiden, but it's still fun to keep things interesting and surprise her a bit sometimes, right?]

No, I guess it doesn't. But I can probably try that if you really want me to.

[spinatalltale]

[she likes it, as tsun as she is]

[. . . also she has such a love-hate relationship with that smug grin, jesus christ. with another hmph, Magilou twines her arms around Akira's neck and leans in, until they're nose to nose. she's stubbornly refusing to close that last bit of distance, though]

You can try, but as you know, I'm hard mode.

[ha. her mouth twitches into a grin]

Besides, you're too smug. Somebody here has got to knock you off your high horse.

[jokered]

I think you're a step above hard mode. Merciless? Intense? Chaos?

[he lets out a quiet laugh.] Something like that. But I like a challenge.

[it's fun to him.]

Now I guess I'll really have to try. [he's giving her a second before he does anything else, though.]

[spinatalltale]

[just]

[arches her brows at him]

[like]

[what're you gonna do, Kurusu??]

[jokered]

[just give him a second.

...

...

because he's going to do the dangerous smirk thing before literally swooping to position switch and pull her into a princess-carry.

what a punk.]

[spinatalltale]

[OH MY FUCKING GOD]

[she expected, like. another kiss, or something! not this. not literally sweeping her off of her feet. she yells in surprise, feet kicking out through the air as she flails, and]





[immediately ruins any romance that may be involved in this action and shoves a hand in his face, grabbing his nose and yanking]

[jokered]

[and yet?

akira is laughing somewhat easily at that; he's amused even if she's yanking on his nose.

and it doesn't seem like he's planning on putting her down.]

I wonder where we should go.

[he's helping.]

[spinatalltale]

[YANK YANK YANK]

I'm cold. Wherever we go, it should be somewhere warm. And I can walk there perfectly fine on my own!

[rawr]

[jokered]

The bonfire? The hot springs?

[hm.]

Maybe I'll let you walk the rest of the way, if you ask nicely.

[spinatalltale]

I'm not saying please for the ability to walk. You can't make me! You'll never steal my dignity like this!

[these dramatics are unnecessary]

[jokered]

[honestly, she's so dramatic.

but he'll put her down anyway. there will be time later to really sweep her off her feet? sure.]

[spinatalltale]

[BLESS]

[she adjusts her book skirt when he puts her down and gives him a :T look as she reaches up to SMOOSH HIS CHEEKS. again]

The bonfire.

[the hot springs are nice but she doesn't feel like taking a dip right now]

[jokered]

[cheek smooshing accepted. it seems he's gotten used to this gesture enough that it really doesn't faze him at all.]

Bonfire it is. [and then, a thoughtful sigh.] With the weather like this, it would've been nice to get some sweet potatoes to roast. But those bastards are still pretty useless most of the time.

[if this is a dream, why can't they just will this shit into existence?]

[spinatalltale]

Sweet potatoes? I was thinking marshmallows.

[snags his hand, fingers linking with his, to tug him towards the bonfire]

[jokered]

Marshmallows are good when the weather's warm. Sweet potatoes are nice for snowy days, though.

[he's sure of this, and that's why he explains it pretty casually as he threads their fingers together and squeezes her hand lightly.]

[spinatalltale]

Why not both?

[BEST OF BOTH WORLDS]

Although we're just talking about our food fantasies, now. We have no means of securing neither marshmallows or sweet potatoes.

[jokered]

Maybe we'll be blessed with them when we wake up. I have a craving now.

[spinatalltale]

Oooh, maybe I'll finally get my mai tai, too. I gave up on asking for them, but that doesn't mean I don't still want one.

[jokered]

You get your mai tai, I get my coffee. It'd be nice.

[spinatalltale]

Truly a win-win situation for us all!

It's too bad we can't just use dream logic to whip up whatever we want, you know? What do they call that? Lucid dreaming?

[or something]

[jokered]

Something like that. You'd think we could when none of this is real, but I guess only the tweedle assholes have that power.

[spinatalltale]

Leave it to them to steal all the cool powers for themselves.

[bonfire, ahoy! she immediately steps as close to it as she can get once they reach it]

[jokered]

[yeah, that make two of them. the heat is pretty important right now, because damn. snow. cold!! the worst.]

They just collect reasons for us to consider them assholes.