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hey. this is yurippe, right?

[This is business, he reminds himself, business! ...yet he's still so shy that the only way he can contact Yuri is via text, oops.]

[ She replies almost immediately. ]

That's me! What do you want?

[Yata, on the other hand, does not. He doesn't take forever, but this is a delicate matter (to him), okay...]

I heard your in charge of some group. I want in

First, what's your name? You should probably start there. I'm not going to let some weirdo I don't even know the name of join.

[ Except she totally would but ]

[Wow, he is definitely not weird! (Well...) But even HOMRA did the initiation thing, so he understands.]

Name's Yata. these guys Hinata and kohaku told me about ya.

Oh, if you've got them as a referral then I trust them. Meet me at the principal's office and we'll talk. Knock.

alright, be there in a sec!

[Even though he's just meeting with her, he already feels a thousand percent more productive! So he's kind of pumped. He already forgot that he's been talking to a girl!

Either way, Yata heads down to the principal's office, and when he gets there, he knocks on the door, just like she said to.]

[ Honestly, it's better for everyone if they don't think of Yuri as a girl.

Yuri opens the door for him, assuming it's him since she literally just invited him up. ]

You're Yata?

[Well, he definitely remembers now, and suddenly he feels awkward all over again. Be brave, Yata, be brave...]

...yeah. You Yuri?

If I was anyone else, wouldn't you be suspicious how I knew your name? I wouldn't have opened the door without asking for the password if I hadn't just invited you either, stupid.

[ She's going to hold it open for him to come in further. ]

[He frowns at that. The insult definitely helps with his embarrassment, at least... He'll go ahead and step inside, though.]

How the hell was I supposed to know? I'm surprised you don't have lackeys to answer the door for you.

[What kind of group does he think this is?!]

Edited 2014-03-17 22:02 (UTC)

What do you think we are, the mafia? I'm not the Godmother.

..Though it just happens that most of them are out right now.

Why, something going on?

[It's not like he's really eager (or really bored) or anything...]

It's dinner time. I'm skipping. What are your fighting skills?

I don't have any formal training or anything, I guess, but I'm pretty strong. I'll knock anyone out. [Though he probably doesn't look like it. He's kind of short. He sounds pretty sure of himself, at least.] Oh, and I'm fast, too! They won't even see me coming.

[He'd like to be able to brag about his powers, but there's no point if he can't show them off, so this'll have to do for now.]

[ As a short person who can kick some major butt, plus having met Levi as well, Yuri is well aware that looking like you can't kick butt doesn't mean that you can't. ]

Arm wrestle to prove it!

[Normally, Yata would be SO PUMPED FOR THIS. But instead, suddenly, he looks... entirely put off.]

W-wait. With you?

[THAT... THAT MIGHT BE A PROBLEM...]

I can probably kick your ass, you know.

[ And she has no problem with working around rules. ]

[His face is turning red, he's totally embarrassed.]

Yeah, right! There's no way in hell I'd lose to a girl!

[Except he already has. Because he can't actually touch her.]

Let's go then.

[ Yuri goes to her desk to go sit in her big chair, clearing some stuff off of it. ]

[HE... HE CAN'T...]

Forget it, there's no point! It's already obvious who'd win.

Me, right? Well, I guess it's an honorable concession if you just don't want to make a fool of yourself.

Who said anything about giving up?!

[There's nothing honorable about it whatsoever. If anything, he's just an embarrassment.]

[ That's why she's trying to goad him into it. ]

Then get to my desk.

H-hold on, that's just ain't fair! A guy should have to arm wrestle another guy, it's obvious!

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