7th ☆ [Bowl-O-Rama with mylife4food]

[adropofjupiter]

[Now this was an odd place to suddenly find oneself in. Alone.

Oh wait... there was some guy slumped in a chair next to her. She'd never seen him before and leaned close to get a look at him. Okay, so he was cute, but cute wasn't important right then. What was important was figuring out where the hell she was and then figuring out how she got there.

So she left the sleeping guy there and wandered deeper into the belly of the... Bowl-O-Rama? At least that's what the sign over the wood floor area said. Huh. The witch goes exploring and finds the doors are locked.

Huh. Might as well see if there's anything to steal aside from a bunch of ugly shoes, heavy balls and pencils.]

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[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't take long for Guy to slip out of his chair and bang his head on the ball feeder. Caught completely by surprise by this clearly off color attack, he hisses and reaches for his sword, which wasn't there.]

...huh?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Guy appears to be all by himself as the witch isn't in sight.

...except there's the sound of a pinball machine being played somewhere.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I don't remember falling asleep here...

Hello? Is there anyone here?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[And that would be the Game Over noise.]

Damnit. You better not be rigged, ze. I WILL BEAT YOU.

[More pinball machine noise.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[He heads towards the noise and may be a little surprised by the sight.]

My Lady?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa doesn't even glance over, focused as she is on playing the pinball machine.]

Try again, ze. Don't remember agreeing to be yours.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Th-That is not what it means nor what I meant.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...what? Not pretty enough for you?

[He may or may not see the grin in the corner of her mouth as she says that.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Th-That is not what I meant either!

[No, he never understands he is being made fun of.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

So you do find me pretty?

[Hee hee... He's fun to fluster.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Of course! You are v-very beautiful, if you do not mind me saying so.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Thanks, ze~ [And now she does look over and wink.] You're pretty cute yourself.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Y-You have my sincerest thanks, My Lady, but I hardly am deserving of such compliments.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Why not? [Looking back to the game, tongue held between her teeth in concentration.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

...because. [Nope not talking there.] Um...did you bring me here.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yup. Got kinda bored, decided to grab some random guy to entertain me. Can you tap dance? I've always wanted to see someone tap dance for reals since seeing it on the TV thing.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I can dance but I have never heard of such a thing.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Have you never watched the TV thing?

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

...TV?

[No, for all the time he has been here, he hasn't once touched it.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa just turns and stares for a moment.]

...huh. Okay then. Dance.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

R-Right now? That would be a little embarrassing!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You said you could dance, ze. And you are here for my entertainment.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Oh, um....give me a moment then.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I'll give you until the end of this game.

[baaaack to pinball]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[He tries to mentally prepare himself but...he barely knows this girl nor does he know her name. Oh Mother Sky and Father Earth, what do?]