I just mean, like, she'll be watching us to see if we mess up again. Something like that.
[ That makes sense, right? ]
Dance class?
[ ...Does that mean cute girls dancing? ]
...You don't say?
[ SHE HAS HIS ATTENTION. Which is probably why he doesn't pay too much attention to the urge to sneeze. He's got a boyfriend, yes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy watching cute girls move. He does. A lot. If anything he feels like he gets a free pass because it's not like he can make a move. That logic is infallible. ]
Is it, like, on campus?
[ Like, can he come? ]
'cause running away might b--ah...ACHOOO!!
[ And boy is it a sneeze of all sneezes. Because not only does he sneeze, but it's akin to someone opening the window on a windy day and letting all that air rush in all at once. ]
Li-Na smiles as Yosuke expresses interest in her dance
class.]
It is in town, at the Dancinerate studio.
[But before she can explain more, Yousuke sneezes... and a wind
blows through the hallway. The papers in Li-Na's arms flutter away, lifting
right out of her hands to float to the floor several feet away.]
Wha--- Where did that come from?
[Because Li-Na doesn't see a window open anywhere, or an open
doorway for that matter.]
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[ Does she not? ]
I just mean, like, she'll be watching us to see if we mess up again. Something like that.
[ That makes sense, right? ]
Dance class?
[ ...Does that mean cute girls dancing? ]
...You don't say?
[ SHE HAS HIS ATTENTION. Which is probably why he doesn't pay too much attention to the urge to sneeze. He's got a boyfriend, yes, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy watching cute girls move. He does. A lot. If anything he feels like he gets a free pass because it's not like he can make a move. That logic is infallible. ]
Is it, like, on campus?
[ Like, can he come? ]
'cause running away might b--ah...ACHOOO!!
[ And boy is it a sneeze of all sneezes. Because not only does he sneeze, but it's akin to someone opening the window on a windy day and letting all that air rush in all at once. ]
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Hmmm, on the radar... watching us... okay.
[stop being weird English
Li-Na smiles as Yosuke expresses interest in her dance class.]
It is in town, at the Dancinerate studio.
[But before she can explain more, Yousuke sneezes... and a wind blows through the hallway. The papers in Li-Na's arms flutter away, lifting right out of her hands to float to the floor several feet away.]
Wha--- Where did that come from?
[Because Li-Na doesn't see a window open anywhere, or an open doorway for that matter.]
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Oh shit--I don't--
[ He doesn't know. But that's when another sneeze comes on. ]
ACHOOOOOO!
[ And ANOTHER gust of wind. Which seems too much of a coincidence. ]
Wh-what?
[ Eyes wide, he looks around. ]
...Did I just power sneeze??
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[Li-Na throws her arms in front of her face as the papers go flying once again.
When the gust finally settles, she gives Yosuke a confused look.]
I do not know... but that was very strange timing if it was not you.
[She eyes him for a moment, as if waiting to see if he's going to sneeze again, before bending down to start gathering the scattered papers.]
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--nope, he's got it out of his system. He does rub his nose, looking around a little confused. ]
That's...impossible, though, right? And--oh shit, I made a huge mess!
[ He'll help her gather those papers. ]
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There are a lot of impossible things that are possible now.
[Thanks to Retrospec.]
I have shoes that turn into armored boots. So sneezing like the wind? Why not?
[omg Yosuke you sneezed these papers everywhere]
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Wait, shoes that turn into armor?
[ Is she a transformer?
They gather most of the papers, though...well, he hopes most of them. ]
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Yes, they look like ballet flats. But when I put them on they change into boots.
[Li-Na puts her pile of papers down on a window sill, straightening the pile slightly. They are completely out of order, but oh well.]
And when I turn them on, they become... like... battle boots. I can kick things really hard and jump really high.
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[ Wait--she'd mentioned dance class earlier. ]
...Are those the shoes you wear to practice?
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[Li-Na shakes her head]
Oh, no, my ballet shoes for dancing are completely different.
[speaking of which, Li-Na looks up at the clock at the end of the hall]
Which I will be late for if we do not hurry.