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constellates) wrote2020-01-25 08:03 am
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ANASTASIA
Hello. Call me Anya. (･ω´-ゞ)^☆
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constellates) wrote2020-01-25 08:03 am
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she surveys the situation just once more.
she gave him macarons this morning before they both embarked on their blind dates - and she has since discovered that yuri's blind date was also his first date ever. she brought him peppermint coffee because she felt like she needed to start making it up to him. somewhere in this whole mess was some talk about sex and dates and what you should expect out of an evening date. it's also valentine's day.
and best of all, yuri's wearing comet.
.... yes, it's easy for her to find her good humor again as she giggles a little bit, brow smoothing out as she gives him a smile]
... Alright.
Just don't invite Surei on our date, okay?
[let her just
spell that out for him ever so gently]
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( granted, if any part of him had figured she was serious, he'd be blushing for sheer inability to really handle shit like that. as it is? he knows she's guilt motivated in general, and now it's obvious what was amusing her. his unintended obliviousness over something he'd declared as fact, which now he has to declare as altered fact, as he's been trolled into changing his history. he lifts his eyes to the ceiling of the rink, hands up, flippers spread in annoyed supplication. )
We aren't dating! So call it a friend date, please. Or not a date at all.
( he's looking back at her again. he doesn't object to hanging out, but to labeling it misleadingly? that's stupid and a hassle. life's messy enough without making it messier for no reason other than to... prove a point? sure. )
Seriously, can't we just hang out? What's with labeling it all kinds of weird things...
( he's grousing, almost pouting. why are you weird, Anya. why are you so weird? )
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save yuri from anya.
As is, she's just giggling again, tilting her head.]
All my dates have been friend dates... But if it's so important to you to distinguish, we'll go on a friend date! Even though I wanted to plan it like it was an actual date... so it's not like hanging out anyway?
[hanging out tends to end in "what do you want to do" and "I don't know, what do you want to do" as far as Anya's concerned. this has Structure. she is Trying to make Decisions. amazing.]
It's not like you want to kiss me or anything, so it's fine. Yuri's one of the people I trust most. I want to spend time with you, but a little differently than usual.
Isn't that okay?
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it's the completely bizarre requirements that have him frowning, then tipping his chin up and resting his flipperhands on his... entirely... lost in costume hips. )
Who said I didn't? ( he has no urge; that is not the point. the point is she needs to start asking and stop assuming, especially when she's so freaking blunt most the time. ) Besides, isn't the more important point that you don't want to kiss me?
( DUH? he's not sure what this devolved into, but he's 86% sure he's making a point he's going to win. )
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I don't. Not at all. Don't be silly - you'd know if I wanted to, probably.
[SHOT DOWN REAL FAST.
But you know, that's part of Anya being blunt. So is this:]
Am I wrong? Does Yuri want to kiss me after all? [A tilt of her head. She finds the idea so foreign that she can't even... be embarrassed by it.] I guess that would change things...
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No, not particularly. We're hanging out, specifically to go stargazing. How hard is it to say that? You don't need to call it a date to want to do something specific with a friend. Okay?
( he makes a flippant gesture with a flipper. )
Just say hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. Are you free next weekend? Let's go! Nice and simple.
( apparently his objection is to the word date entering at all, but he's so disconnected from caring about it that he just adds in obligations he has no intention on following through on right now. )
I'm not going to say no, Anya. You just don't need to add in all the unnecessary stuff.
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Still Anya's giggling and shaking her head. At least she's prone to easily bending to what other people want....]
Then..
[humming before matching his tone and cadence - though admittedly with her own edits:]
Hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. But I want to go during a meteor shower since I think you'd like it more, so it might have to wait a little bit longer than a weekend. We can bring food - I'll see if I know any Japanese recipes to match your pirozhki. Let's go!
[ . . . and she hums again, dropping her mimic of him.]
... oooon a friend date. Not that it matters what we call it, if we both know what it is.
Since you won't say no, right?
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but he's totally leaning forward to BOP HER ON THE HEAD with a flipper and a small frown. )
Brat.
( he's not saying no but he is never calling this a friend's date. )
Let me know when you find your meteor shower, but if you call it any kind of date one more time... I'm telling Yuuri you invited him instead.
( their dance teacher has nothing to do with this beyond having a similar enough first name that he can sub in the whole "Yuri" thing. excellent planning skills. )
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Anya's not used to being scolded - and yet she's still giggling because she really does think that she managed to win this one maybe? She doesn't win against Yuri, really. So she's ducking a little bit even as she laughs.]
I didn't think that Yuri would be so embarrassed to go on a date with me—
[HONESTLY SHE SHOULD JUST QUIT WHILE SHE'S AHEAD INSTEAD OF TRYING TO TEASE HIM
Which is what happens when she hears the front doors open and - there's a familiar voice? Her Auntie's voice? She stops mid-sentence and startles, because she thinks she remembers something about her Auntie having a date on Valentine's and. Oh. Oh.
Anya's normally polite to a fault and not prone to rule-breaking of any sort unless someone else suggests it, but she knows that she definitely can't be seen here. Cue a quick and rushed:]
Sorry! Gotta hide!
[Before she's going to go ahead and leap over the counter in a fluid motion and then ducking out of plain sight. Oh.]
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instead, as subtle punishment and also to help Anya hide, he lifts up his Comet head, then sets it down.
over Anya's head.
congratulations, she is now a table. but past that, he does what any teen employee does; work, perhaps not as hard as he could, and otherwise wave on a bunch of people who largely don't notice him so that the other employee working with him can handle the fine art of dealing in knife shoes. though he should be getting out there and handing out flyers.
a mascot's duty never fails to call. )
They're gone, Ms. Bond.
( a wrap of his knuckles on Comet's head proper. )
Go watch for Dave and Jade, I have to hand out flyers.
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when Yuri knocks on Comet's head, that's the only time that she lets herself laugh - because she admits it's pretty silly. Pretty funny. The past twenty minutes have been pretty funny, but she'll just shake her head - and Comet's.... - before lifting the mascot head up and into her hands even as she's still a mess of giggles.]
Thank you, Q.
[she hasn't seen nearly enough better Bond movies to give a better joking response than that. has she even seen the classics. probably not.
but she'll properly stand and give Comet's head back to its rightful owner, helping situate it over Yuri's head as she gives a wave and a smile]
We'll be waiting for you. Work hard!
[because apparently Yuri's job is never done]