五十一 (Accidental Video Post)

[onikui_tengu]

--shit!

[CRASH! Something wooden collides with a hard surface and shatters upon impact. Haruka pauses for a moment, and sighs.]

Stop it. You're just wasting your energy, and destroying the bar.

Well, if you didn't dodge the chair, it wouldn't be broken!

[And the clicking of heels running at full force. The communicator falls out of Haruka's pocket, and shows an interesting view from the floor. Anemone's lunging straight at Haruka, a broad grin on her face. She takes a swing at his head.

He just dodges at first, blocking or avoiding the punches coming his way. At first, this seems like a boring little boxing match, because Haruka looks annoyed, if that much, and Anemone just seems mildly amused. But as fancy footwork moves into play, and as their bodies knock into tables and chairs and push them away, the communicator slides across the room. Haruka pushes against the bartop, jumping back just in time to avoid another swing of Anemone's fist.

Two glasses fall and shatter, but Anemone's already slipped past the bar, making a running leap at Haruka, as if trying to pounce him. He jumps to the side in time to let her land, and a stool falls behind him. It bumps into the communicator, which turns onto its side, showing most of the floor, and their legs... and soon Anemone's legs lift up and off the ground, tumbling and being replaced by hair, and then slammed on her back on the ground. She winces.

Haruka's hair drifts into view as he leans down.]

Are you all right?

Never better!

[She swings around and grabs his ankle, attempting to bring him down. As he falls, almost on top of her, she lets his foot go, in time for him to summersault over her. She slides around, setting both feet on the ground daintily before popping back up. Haruka stands as well and begins to walk in her direction, but she jumps back, keeping a bit of a distance.

A silly spin pushes the stool once more, and the communicator is then kicked by Anemone's shoe. She kicks the stool out of the way as well, and as it bumps into something... another glass item happens to shatter.

Of course, that's ignored, but now the view's pointing at Haruka's back. Anemone takes a running start at him, but grabs her fist, turning her around and pushing her away. She's quick to rebound, and aims another punch, as well as a kick. He manages to dodge the punch, but spins them around so Anemone's in front as he catches her foot. Turning her foot upside down, he flips her around; she catches herself by putting her palms on the floor, and just jiggles her ankle loose and uses his hands to push off. Flipping forward, she gives him a nice, flowing display of her panties before she lands, sitting on the floor in front...

And staring at the communicator.]

Uh... Haruka, was your communicator always over there--

[The bar door swings open behind the two, to reveal dontcallmegol, in his rather colorful wardrobe.

...talk about awkward.]

[[ooc This is what happens when you jinx it in front of Anemone. Thanks goes to the mun for the awesome fight scripting!]]

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[onikui-haruka.livejournal.com]

[Haruka was still looking a bit flush-faced from the pantie flashing from before, but his eyes were now off the communicator on the floor and on the door. He recognize that face, but... did Ace get in a fight with a clothes closet?

After a moment of staring, he just scratches his head and goes to retrieve his communicator. He'll deal with cleaning things up once Anemone stops laughing her head off.]

[comment LOL]

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

{Hi, Anemone, good to see you too. Ace was just staring at you with a flat, wholly unamused expression as you rolled around in hysterical laughter. Oh. He hates you right now. He turns his attention to around the bar and the utter wreckage done to it, mouth falling agape slightly. Oh man, he was NOT being blamed for this one! His eyes fell on the gentleman curiously, then back to Anemone.}

What did I miss?

{He'd carefully step around the debris toward the bar. He just hoped the liquor survived.}

[comment LOL]

[pilot_princess]

[More hysterics, until it just hurt to laugh that hard. She looks up at Ace, but it's too hard to keep a straight face. She ends up just shutting her eyes, trying to avoid staring at him, and looks at Haruka instead.

A soft giggle as she rolls onto her stomach, holding her chin in her hands as she props her elbows up on the ground. She smiles happily.]

We... kind of had a fight. But it was fun, wasn't it, Haruka?

[comment LOL]

[onikui-haruka.livejournal.com]

[Haruka stoops down by one of the chairs that were pushed back and picks up the communicator, pocketing it the casually after looking at the screen with a slight grimace. It looks like the two of them ended up putting on a show in front of everyone in the city.]

It wasn't much fun for me.

[He walks over to pick up the fallen stool, and leans over the bar to check on those fallen glasses.]

[comment LOL]

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

{He glances between Anemone and Haruka, blinking slightly at the man's response. That was just cold. Unless by not fun he meant it was painful. And as far as shows go, that was tame :| }

A fight? Over what?

{And bad enough to trash the bar? He began picking things up.} Shinji is going to be pissed.

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[pilot_princess]

[Her smile drops instantly, and she just sighs.] Liar, [she mumbles under her breath. She stands up and brushes off her dress, looking around. Broken chair... another pile of glass... Ace--oh there was another gigglefit.

She takes a moment of pause after that one, then heads towards a few pieces of furniture that had been knocked over, and begins easily pulling them upright, brushing off the top.]

...I'll go look for some replacement stuff tomorrow morning, then. Though, you know, if you didn't dodge, nothing would've happened.

[Grumble grumble... oh right, their guest. She swings around, eyes covered... she thinks she's facing Ace... but that's a chair.] You want anything, silly clown?

[comment LOL]

[onikui-haruka.livejournal.com]

[He just quirks an eyebrow at the girl. Haruka didn't really care what she thought about it.]

That's some twisted logic. I wasn't going to let you just punch me, especially after I told you so before.

[The tengu didn't care to explain how the fight got started to Ace, or... to have to look over at that ridiculous getup again. A few quick replies over his communicator were enough to wear down his patience there some more.

He would have offered the man a drink, but seeing as how Anemone had that covered, Haruka just make his way behind the bar and temporarily out of sight as he went to go find a broom. His shoes crunched against the broken glass as left.]

[comment LOL]

[dontcallmegol.livejournal.com]

{No answers on any front, huh. And now they seemed absolutely hunky-dory. Alright then. Maybe this was something like how Zoro and Sanji always fought. Who knows. But he was certainly ignoring your chuckling pinky.

However, when addressed he'd look up from the table he was turning back onto it's legs and sort of frown at Anemone. Very funny. Covering her eyes huh?}

That was my original intention, yeah. If anything survived.

[comment LOL]

[pilot_princess]

It makes sense, though. [She sighs. It made for an eventful evening, at least, and they still had a few more days to fix everything so Shinji wouldn't come back expecting his bar torn to shreds.

She'd worry about cleaning tomorrow. So she just rolled her eyes behind her hands, and turns to Ace.]

It's not that messed up, you know. But sure, I'll get you something.

[Lowering her hand to head--safely--to the bar, she catches another look of Ace, and bursts into laughter again. He was bound to amuse her all evening, dressed like that.]