[WEEK 1, WEDNESDAY SOMETIME: Akira]

[spinatalltale]

[hey Magilou is doing cartwheels on the beach!! why?]

[BECAUSE SHE CAN, THAT'S WHY]

[she's also wearing this now because eventually people have to see how bad her fashion senses are]

Comments

[jokered]

[it's probably a bit dubious how truthful she's being about the contents of her books, but he'll take it for now. she seems enthused by it, and it really doesn't matter.

it just keeps the topic off him, and she seems to be having fun with it.

so what the hell? he can play along.]

I think you should hold off and then see if your friend Bienfu has a better title in mind.

[sorry magilou, that's a terrible name.]

Unless you're going for a light novel, then the title needs to be longer and have more exclamation points.

[which would still be terrible, but at least easier to make fun of.]

[spinatalltale]

[wow]

You too?! If both you and Laphicet are vetoing the name, then I must be all out of truly witty one-liners.

[. . . GASP]

Is this the end?? Am I all washed up??

[jokered]

Well, you are on the beach of a deserted island.

[akira.....]

So. Probably.

[spinatalltale]

. . .

[cracks open her book and immediately scrawls something down]

[jokered]

[headtilt.]

Hm?

[spinatalltale]

Name: Newt McGecko aka Baby Trickster aka obligatory canon name Akira Kurusu.

[dictating as she writes]

Notably qualities: Very. Bad. At. Puns.

[jokered]

[wow?]

You walked right into the bad pun. You only have yourself to blame for that.

[his sense of humor is fine. also, keywords.]

[spinatalltale]

[as though she can talk she suggested the island be named Fronds Not Anemones]

Don't hate the critic, just step up your game.

[snaps her book shit and flashes him another sharp smile. she's full of those]

[jokered]

So I can be on your level?

[he shakes his head.]

Nah.

[her puns are terrible and he's unfazed by her sharp smiles.]

[spinatalltale]

Ooooh, so you'd rather create a level of your own? Well, as a fellow comedian, I can actually respect that.

[balances her journal on the tip of her finger as she talks]

Be~sides, there should only be one Magilou in the world.

[for everyone's sanity]

[jokered]

I'm not really sure the world could handle a second Magilou anyway.

[that's too exasperating, though akira doesn't say it with any malice. he's teasing? she's easy to snipe at without feeling like he's being legitimately insulting.]

[spinatalltale]

[he could be legitimately insulting and she would STILL take it in stride]

That's right! The universe would implode on itself. And golly gee wilikers, I'm sure no one wants that to happen.

It'd be such a mess to clean up.

[jokered]

And you'd probably be the one who has to clean it up, too.

[probably.

sure, we'll go with that.]

[spinatalltale]

Ew, no thanks. I'd leave it for the night cleaning staff. It's their job.

[. . .]

Speaking of jobs. . .

[yanks her hand out from under her book, but she manages to catch it before it drops to the ground]

Have you ever tried writing a novel when half of the plot is being hidden behind a curtain?

[jokered]

I've never tried writing a novel, period.

[a beat, and then:]

I'm not a very wordy person.

[shrug.

he'll just casually leave out his probation diary, where he legitimately does leave out half the plot behind a curtain. whoops.]

[spinatalltale]

[ha]

I've noticed. The strong and silent type, I suppose. That's fine. It means your words carry a lot more weight.

[takes a bouncy step towards him, tossing her journal from one hand to the other]

But let me tell you: it's rough. How ever can I make sure my story is accurate if I don't know what's behind that curtain that shrouds half the island?

[jokered]

[as ever, he seems ready to react when she's close. he's hardly threatened, but he knows he need to remain sharp, because she's quick-thinking and quick-acting.]

You're sharp, right? And probably nosy enough to go digging until you find all the answers you want.

[akira, don't encourage her, what the fuck.]

[spinatalltale]

[she's keeping her stance lazy and non-threatening at least. he's got her beat as far as physical strength goes, she'd be no match for him in a hand-to-hand fight AND SHE KNOWS THIS. she wouldn't try anything]

Oh?

[presses the corner of her book against his shoulder]

What if I start with you?

[jokered]

[good luck, magilou.]

You have to get to Rank 10 to unlock my exciting backstory. You might be able to get the tragic one a little earlier, though.

[spinatalltale]

[oh my god]

Ooooh, they're different! How fun! But that's not what I'm talking about; you can keep your tragic and-or exciting backstory for now, I'm not really interested.

[drops her book away from his shoulder]

What, if anything, do you know about the "roles" mentioned on the rules board?

[jokered]

[works for him, because he wasn't really looking to share most of that anyway, even though he doesn't really care much about his assault charges.

it's the phantom thief business he keeps to himself.

still, the mention of the roles makes his expression darken a little. akira shakes his head—obviously, the existence of the roles bothers him, but it doesn't seem like he's got anything to report about them specifically.]

I haven't heard anything.

[spinatalltale]

[someone who would rather die than talk about her life knows better than to ask someone else about theirs]

Really? I'm afraid it's far too early in the game for me to feel comfortable taking those words at face value.

[and she pulls back, spinning on her heel to show him her back]

But I suppose even if you did know something, it'd be too early for you to divulge that information.

[jokered]

It seems like a waste to ask, if that's the case.

[really, magilou.]

I'm not really sure what you expected from it. [for him to be like OH YES, I DEFINITELY KNOW ABOUT THE ROLES?

pls.]

I can't stop you from thinking what you want, anyway. [and he's not really going to try and change her mind, because even akira knows that staunchly defending himself would probably only make her believe him less, even if it's the truth.

he knows how this works, after all.]

[spinatalltale]

[I MEAN]

[YEAH]

[KIND OF??]

Oh, Mr. McGecko! Would you like some advice?

Not all answers have to be verbal.

[. . .]

Though I do give you props for being a tough cookie to read.

[jokered]

[he shrugs at that.]

I guess it's tough to read body language when there's nothing to actually read.[sorry, magilou. he's both tough to read and bothered by the general scenario rather than any sort of specifics, like a normal person would be.]