[ but, he does stand behind her now, this time gesturing lightly with his finger at the edge of the machine, drumming along as if telling her to go more left this time. he then starts it up again. ] Come on, you're so close.
You're a better cheerleader than me... I'll have to up my game next time you play.
[ and... it's kind of nice, having him this close, but she couldn't pin down why. maybe because he always smells like the sea. it's a nice smell.
this time... she does go a little more left with it, and the claw pulls the duck up!!! slowly... slowly... it drops it almost shy of the hole, but the way it lands fumbles it right in. ]
without realizing he's excitedly shaking her arm just slightly. except, when he catches himself, and notices the way she looks at him. he releases a small huff. ] That's because I warmed it up for you. [ pushing her on the head. ]
Let's get another one. Next one is... [ he points at the duck dressed like a pilot.
wait, do pilots exist here. idk let's just say it's fashion. ]
[ auuugh... she's been pushed... like a kid? she doesn't know, actually, she never was. kind of reminds her of kali though.
malkuth bumps him with her shoulder as she turns back, staring at the suggested duck (she would not know what a pilot is anyway) and handing off her duck to
[ when she bumps him back, he does push a bit more weight against her arm, like making it a point that he's not giving in. that said, he doesn't need to be told twice to step up for a challenge. this time he does put another coin in.
at times like this, it'd be really helpful if his evol... wouldn't just burn the plushie to ash. but, without cheating, he's already diligently moving the crane's arm. ] Don't you embarrass me now, friend. [ is he talking about the duck...
yeah, it better not shame him this time. especially, when he needs to prove a point now. ]
[ like a wall. so so sorry caleb there really is no groceries coming home today, malkuth's hovering beside rafayel as she holds her own duckie in anticipation... ]
More to the right! It'll slip if you try and nab it there...
is it worse for her ego that he does move it a liiitle more right and it just happens to nab the plastic tag that encircles of the pilot duck's little webbed feet. it ends up hooking right onto it...
and also depositing him right into the toy bin. ] ...! I told you I was was pretty good at this. [ no, stop feeding into their newfound addiction... ]
I can't help if a little bird keeps whispering in my ear. Instead of helping though, I'd say they were just really loud. [ but, he is taking that plushie. surely this little guy will absolve him of their spending sins for tonight. (no) ]
[ no groceries but a cute bird. surely he'll be forgiven (good luck). ]
Whatever. Now we've both got a little companion, and... we're on a roll, so why don't we keep going until we've rescued all of them? Rinne can attest that I'm a real lucky charm, you know! βͺ
All of them? Wow, you don't think picking and choosing just the right ones means more? Besides, where are you going to sleep? [ he reaches over to almost poke her on the forehead, but he falls a bit short of doing it. he almost does it like it was once supposed to be a habit, and there's a gradual realization that comes to him as he drops his arms back to his side. he doesn't clear his throat, but in that awkward second— ]
Psh, he would think anything is a lucky charm. It's all mental, you know.
[ all tall people are the same... it's weird he catches himself like that, but malkuth won't ask why. she doesn't know how anyway. maybe something he did with a friend, or maybe he knows better than to poke her when he's within kicking distance. ]
They'll make a nice, pillowy surface for me to sleep on... or I'll just give them to my friends. If it really is all mental, then Rinne'll love a little friend to carry around.
[ but they probably should leave some for the kids... malkuth stares into the claw machine, already missing the feeling of a win, before she taps the pilot duck. ]
[ haven't you heard, never judge a man by his height... ]
More like a really bumpy surface, like the surface of the moon. Or maybe like sleeping on a camel's back. [ he's not clever with it. anyway, he does end up putting another coin into the machine, so who is he really fooling. he makes a finger gesture to malkuth, as if to indicate it's just 1 more time.
before, his finger falls back to the pilot duck's bill. he taps it idly, before he shakes his head. ] Nah, I already have someone for that. [ it's artsy birb, but he doesn't clarify. ] Now, hurry up before your turn runs out.
A surprise, huh? I'm not going to turn around and see a whole bunch of air, right?
[ jokes aside, he does end up turning his back.
though, not without making it obvious he's peeking out of his peripherals. listen, if he cheats in kitty cards, do you really expect he wouldn't look just a liiiiittle here? ]
[ he's peeking... a very slight kick as she leans over the controls, carefully maneuvering the claw over a particularly ugly set of legs...
...
smacking the button super hard!!!!!!!!
... ... ...
and watching it get hooked on the prize chute with those very same freakishly curved limbs. she's pressing her head against the glass in quiet contemplation of if she could get away with using an EGO to retrieve the disgusting oddball or if she should just give in. ]
[ he says as if it's some great mystery as opposed to something entirely within his own control. still, he does turn back around at the slight kick, though not without a mutter of complaint, though, when he hears the way she hits the buttom—
well, who wouldn't look then.
then...
...
he laughs. or he tries to hide it, but it's so obvious... yeah ]
[ rafayel lightly presses a hand to the top of her head as if to tell her to reeeelax. ] Puh-lease, we look nothing alike.
Maybe you're the one feeling some kinship here.
[ but, he does hold one more coin out.
what's the plan, or so he seems to say as he tilts his head slightly. it's honestly a pretty bad angle, but in real crane game fashion, he can maybe up 1-2 more turns for her. ]
[ why are all the guys (here) she knows so touchy. not that... she particularly minds it, blowing out like he's pressing the irritation out of her, and
oh.
her cheeks warm for some reason and she takes the coin, twisting it around in her hand as she turns back to stare at the ducktopus. it is in a hard spot. she should probably give in and someone else can win two for one. but malkuth is not someone who gives up easy, and after a moment she puts it in. ]
... Tell me a fun fish fact.
[ why. don't worry about it, she's delicately positioning the claw as close as she can to the prize hole without going over it. ]
[ considering how focused she seemed on getting this plushie, he's almost taken aback by sudden shift in topic. he raises a brow just slightly, before he softly exhales. ]
You really are so demanding, Miss Librarian. [ he thinks about it for a second before. ]
Squid ink is actually delicious. [ having tentacles himself...
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You should look for a plush you like too, Rafayel! I'll win it for you... after I get mine.
[ okay... okay...
yeah no she's losing it immediately. ]
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Aren't you getting a little greedy?
[ but, he does stand behind her now, this time gesturing lightly with his finger at the edge of the machine, drumming along as if telling her to go more left this time. he then starts it up again. ] Come on, you're so close.
1/2
[ and... it's kind of nice, having him this close, but she couldn't pin down why. maybe because he always smells like the sea. it's a nice smell.
this time... she does go a little more left with it, and the claw pulls the duck up!!! slowly... slowly... it drops it almost shy of the hole, but the way it lands fumbles it right in. ]
2/2
!!!
sorry she's turning around to hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm sorry to look so smugly up at him. ]
I did it!
[ she did it!!! ]
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without realizing he's excitedly shaking her arm just slightly. except, when he catches himself, and notices the way she looks at him. he releases a small huff. ] That's because I warmed it up for you. [ pushing her on the head. ]
Let's get another one. Next one is... [ he points at the duck dressed like a pilot.
wait, do pilots exist here. idk let's just say it's fashion. ]
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malkuth bumps him with her shoulder as she turns back, staring at the suggested duck (she would not know what a pilot is anyway) and handing off her duck to
wait. be polite. ]
Wanna redeem yourself?
[ That Isn't Polite. ]
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at times like this, it'd be really helpful if his evol... wouldn't just burn the plushie to ash. but, without cheating, he's already diligently moving the crane's arm. ] Don't you embarrass me now, friend. [ is he talking about the duck...
yeah, it better not shame him this time. especially, when he needs to prove a point now. ]
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More to the right! It'll slip if you try and nab it there...
[ like she's an expert now smh ]
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is it worse for her ego that he does move it a liiitle more right and it just happens to nab the plastic tag that encircles of the pilot duck's little webbed feet. it ends up hooking right onto it...
and also depositing him right into the toy bin. ] ...! I told you I was was pretty good at this. [ no, stop feeding into their newfound addiction... ]
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Sure, when you're being told what to do! You're welcome.
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Whatever. Now we've both got a little companion, and... we're on a roll, so why don't we keep going until we've rescued all of them? Rinne can attest that I'm a real lucky charm, you know! βͺ
[ bye fucking bye money she loves to gamble ]
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Psh, he would think anything is a lucky charm. It's all mental, you know.
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They'll make a nice, pillowy surface for me to sleep on... or I'll just give them to my friends. If it really is all mental, then Rinne'll love a little friend to carry around.
[ but they probably should leave some for the kids... malkuth stares into the claw machine, already missing the feeling of a win, before she taps the pilot duck. ]
Is he gonna help you paint, Rafayel?
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More like a really bumpy surface, like the surface of the moon. Or maybe like sleeping on a camel's back. [ he's not clever with it. anyway, he does end up putting another coin into the machine, so who is he really fooling. he makes a finger gesture to malkuth, as if to indicate it's just 1 more time.
before, his finger falls back to the pilot duck's bill. he taps it idly, before he shakes his head. ] Nah, I already have someone for that. [ it's artsy birb, but he doesn't clarify. ] Now, hurry up before your turn runs out.
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You're a nice guy sometimes.
[ letting her get one last round in... she'll turn back and scan over the ducks, drumming her fingers on the machine before deciding. ]
Why don't you turn around? I want my last win to be a surprise.
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[ jokes aside, he does end up turning his back.
though, not without making it obvious he's peeking out of his peripherals. listen, if he cheats in kitty cards, do you really expect he wouldn't look just a liiiiittle here? ]
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[ he's peeking... a very slight kick as she leans over the controls, carefully maneuvering the claw over a particularly ugly set of legs...
...
smacking the button super hard!!!!!!!!
... ... ...
and watching it get hooked on the prize chute with those very same freakishly curved limbs. she's pressing her head against the glass in quiet contemplation of if she could get away with using an EGO to retrieve the disgusting oddball or if she should just give in. ]
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[ he says as if it's some great mystery as opposed to something entirely within his own control. still, he does turn back around at the slight kick, though not without a mutter of complaint, though, when he hears the way she hits the buttom—
well, who wouldn't look then.
then...
...
he laughs. or he tries to hide it, but it's so obvious... yeah ]
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[ they're practically soulmates!!!!!!!!!! ]
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Maybe you're the one feeling some kinship here.
[ but, he does hold one more coin out.
what's the plan, or so he seems to say as he tilts his head slightly. it's honestly a pretty bad angle, but in real crane game fashion, he can maybe up 1-2 more turns for her. ]
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oh.
her cheeks warm for some reason and she takes the coin, twisting it around in her hand as she turns back to stare at the ducktopus. it is in a hard spot. she should probably give in and someone else can win two for one. but malkuth is not someone who gives up easy, and after a moment she puts it in. ]
... Tell me a fun fish fact.
[ why. don't worry about it, she's delicately positioning the claw as close as she can to the prize hole without going over it. ]
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You really are so demanding, Miss Librarian. [ he thinks about it for a second before. ]
Squid ink is actually delicious. [ having tentacles himself...
is this appropriate. tell me. ]
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And who's playing along?
[ him!!! don't think on it though. ]
If I overthink it too much, I'll lose it. So being somewhat distracted helps.
[ her timer's ticking down though... ]
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rafayel momentarily leans against the machine as he watches the numbers slowly counting down. ]
Did you know fish actually have pretty good memory? "Fishbrain" is a myth.
[ is he helping? ]
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tapping letters one at a time to get this thread to an end
this thread is caleb's problem now
sorry caleb
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