[Ah, a worthy adversary! Ramza marches up to Rukia.]
Rukia, I challenge you to a duel! [He removes his right glove and extends his hand, fingers forward and slightly curled, thumb up. It's a thumb wrestling match for victory and honor! Or for a dare. Either/or.]
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[Rukia blinks, listening with calm interest...until he presents his thumb. She looks at his thumb. Then she looks at Ramza with a pained, pitying expression as if he'd hit his head many times in the past few days.]
I'm not sure I understand.
[Is he saying he can defeat her swordsmanship with just his thumb? How arrogant.]
[Now that she has a better idea of what he's doing, she's completely on board. The customs of the living are fascinating to her. She makes a fist and sticks out her thumb with a triumphant grin.]
[He offers up his fist in mirror image to Rukia's. Then he loosens his fingers.]
We clasp hands, leaving only our thumbs free. After a count of three, we attempt to pin our opponent's thumb down, using only our own thumb. It must be held for a count of three in order to claim victory.
[Rukia nods, listening very seriously. If she's going to play this game, then she intends to win it. The pride of the Kuchiki clan depends upon her success at this important contest of dexterity. ...No it doesn't.]
[...well if that hadn't been obvious enough, Sephiroth even does the customary flick of his hair as if to get his bangs out of his face to try and emphasize.]
-your hair, Rukia.
The climate at Esdham, or indeed through the summer months, can strip hair of so much in the way of nutrition.
[Rukia stares at him. They've never discussed hair care before. He does have nice hair, of course, she just never really thought about how much care and attention he gives to it. She fingers the scattered ends of her own black hair, frowning slightly.]
I've given some thought to a haircut, truthfully... Is there something wrong with what I have now?
[Now she's staring at him like he's grown a second nose or something and for a moment before she starts fiddling with her hair he does consider to drop this whole stupid dare.
But then she does start frowning as well...]
Nothing wrong, par se...but-
[And here comes the pitch-]
It could be a cut above the rest, by using Poseidon's Refreshening balm before your regular conditioner.
[Never mind that the certain brand he's advertising is getting more expensive now that Flence isn't exactly making it anymore.]
[Lucky for Sephiroth? He's run into the most gullible of Heroes when it comes to making smart shopper purchases. Rukia lights up. He asks her to trust him? SO BE IT.]
There is an apothecary-come-alchemist that stocks it, in the Fifth District. You'd better hurry though, supply is limited.
[He just about resists the urge to wink at her, it feels pretty good to have managed to sell it to her, even though it'd been under duress from Barkeep.]
You might get a discount, if you mention I sent you.
[....unlikely, but not impossible to believe given how much of the stuff he's bought from there over the last two years.]
[She sulks, fluttering a little lower before she remembers something. The memory vaults her back up into the air by a few feet before she settles down again.]
But I did hear of a way to protect yourself, kupo! You just need to eat cake!
[Rukia might be profoundly gullible when it comes to the marketplace and customs of the living, but even she knows this is simply too far-fetched to be true. She sighs, brushing her fingers through her hair. On the other hand, the gag seems simply to be oriented on the end goal of eating cake. Whatever the reason, it's clear that it's supposed to be made in good fun.]
[Moogles love pranks. Sometimes they're more obvious than most and in the case of their interactions with humans sometimes they can be more annoying and frustrating than playful. But the truth of it is always for the joy of it, even if they're taken overboard.
Besides, now she's being offered cake!]
Ohhh! I'd love to, kupo....I mean...better safe than sorry, kupo.
Rukia Kuchiki
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Rukia, I challenge you to a duel! [He removes his right glove and extends his hand, fingers forward and slightly curled, thumb up. It's a thumb wrestling match for victory and honor! Or for a dare. Either/or.]
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I'm not sure I understand.
[Is he saying he can defeat her swordsmanship with just his thumb? How arrogant.]
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It is...a thumb war... We wrestle thumbs until a winner is declared.
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[Now that she has a better idea of what he's doing, she's completely on board. The customs of the living are fascinating to her. She makes a fist and sticks out her thumb with a triumphant grin.]
How do I play?
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[He offers up his fist in mirror image to Rukia's. Then he loosens his fingers.]
We clasp hands, leaving only our thumbs free. After a count of three, we attempt to pin our opponent's thumb down, using only our own thumb. It must be held for a count of three in order to claim victory.
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Understood. A practice round, then?
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[So smug.]
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Why?
[He knows she's involved with Raven now, right?]
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[Nope, he's been pretty self-absorbed lately. Besides, does he really need a reason?]
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...
[Rukia gives him a long, flat stare. This is a dare, so she can't refuse, but he didn't specify where the kiss had to be. So she'll use that.]
I have a boyfriend. The best I can offer is to kiss the top of your head. Do you accept?
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Hey, Rukia-
[
Goddamnit BarkeepHe'd accepted so it's on his pride to follow through.]Tell me, how's your condition thesedays-?
[He's going somewhere with this, honest-]
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Greetings!
[Before she can say anything further, he's asking her about...her condition? What?]
My condition? What do you mean?
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-your hair, Rukia.
The climate at Esdham, or indeed through the summer months, can strip hair of so much in the way of nutrition.
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I've given some thought to a haircut, truthfully... Is there something wrong with what I have now?
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But then she does start frowning as well...]
Nothing wrong, par se...but-
[And here comes the pitch-]
It could be a cut above the rest, by using Poseidon's Refreshening balm before your regular conditioner.
[Never mind that the certain brand he's advertising is getting more expensive now that Flence isn't exactly making it anymore.]
Trust me.
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I shall! Where do I find it?
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So very lucky]There is an apothecary-come-alchemist that stocks it, in the Fifth District. You'd better hurry though, supply is limited.
[He just about resists the urge to wink at her, it feels pretty good to have managed to sell it to her, even though it'd been under duress from Barkeep.]
You might get a discount, if you mention I sent you.
[....unlikely, but not impossible to believe given how much of the stuff he's bought from there over the last two years.]
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Re: Rukia Kuchiki
Rukia! It's an emergency! It's an emergency kupo!
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[Since she doesn't know what kind of emergency they're talking about, she doesn't draw her sword. But she does turn, alert and at attention.]
What is it?
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It's terrible, kupo. Palitutu found a way to turn off everyone's Jobs permanently, kupo...
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[Rukia's still got her job, it seems. But she's not taking any chances.]
Then I had best deactivate mine before she can do the same. Where is she?
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[She sulks, fluttering a little lower before she remembers something. The memory vaults her back up into the air by a few feet before she settles down again.]
But I did hear of a way to protect yourself, kupo! You just need to eat cake!
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[Rukia might be profoundly gullible when it comes to the marketplace and customs of the living, but even she knows this is simply too far-fetched to be true. She sighs, brushing her fingers through her hair. On the other hand, the gag seems simply to be oriented on the end goal of eating cake. Whatever the reason, it's clear that it's supposed to be made in good fun.]
Very well. Perhaps you'd care to join me.
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Besides, now she's being offered cake!]
Ohhh! I'd love to, kupo....I mean...better safe than sorry, kupo.