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You miss every chance you don't take, right?

[Akira continues to stay pretty still, aside from arching his eyebrow. The other young man's not heavy at all, and Akira himself didn't really get too hurt... As weird as Akira's life has been lately, this is honestly the smoothest outcome he could've expected from this. All things considered, it's a nice save!]

It's okay, I'm fine too. Just was a bit of a surprise. [Akira considers him for a moment. He dove right into the fray, but don't they say two pairs of hands are better than one?] ...Are you still interested in trying to catch them?

[Is he shaken up? Maybe. Is he about to quit? Absolutely not.]

Yeah, that's right.

[ He gives a small grin. This guy is at least taking being body slammed in stride, and Kazuya is pretty relieved for it. It's not the best way to make a new connection, but probably not the worst either.

And he has a feeling connections are going to be something sorely needed in this place. ]

Yeah, there's a prize for it, right?

[ What that prize is remains to be seen, but... surely it's gotta be something good for all the trouble, right? That's his line of thinking anyway as he finally pulls up and away, standing and reaching a hand out to the other guy to help him up too. ]

I'm Kazuya, by the way. Sorry about the tackle, again.

I'm Kurusu Akira. Thanks for the hand- [He grabs the one that Kazuya has outstretched as he says it and stands, checking his balance. Yeah, he'll be fine; he's definitely been tossed around a lot harder by Shadows before. If Kazuya isn't hurt either, he won't worry about it.] It made for an unforgettable entrance, that's for sure.

[A prize... He definitely knew that and wasn't just trying to grab the ring because it was shiny. Absolutely.

...Akira didn't have a clue.]

Yep, there's a prize.

[That's exactly why he'll act like he always knew. If he blends in nobody has to know, right?]

Give me a hand and we'll call it even?

[Sometimes you just gotta let your inner magpie urges free?]

Sounds like a plan to me. I'm more of the brute force type, so if you've got any ideas, I'd definitely like to hear 'em.

[... As if Akira wouldn't know that he was the brute force type after he'd so efficiently tackled him to the ground.]

They're pretty quick, but they don't seem to move if people are looking at them.

It might be tricky, but... if one of us could stare at them while the other comes up from behind and grabs the ring, that could work. It also seems like once they get in the pot, they won't come out, so we'll have to do our best to make it count.

[The most magpie of magpies. Sometimes you just spend too long being a thief.]

If that way sounds alright, did you have a preference for staring at them or snatching the ring?

[One of these tasks is more stealthy than the other... But he'll still leave the choice up to Kazuya, brute force or no.]

I can stare at them, if you want. I've been doing pretty well at doing the whole brute force thing, but after that amazing performance I gave, my confidence is a little shot.

[He doesn't think he could handle taking out some other poor passerby, to be quite honest. And this guy seemed way more stealthy anyway? At least, Kazuya hadn't seen him until the last second...]

Daddy-o...

[Alright, yeah. He deserved that one entirely.

Akira grimaces at the nickname, but he doesn't shrug him off. He's had too many sideways hugs from Ryuji to be deterred, even by a stranger that's probably a few years older.]

You have some better suggestions? Seeing as we have all the time in the world, now.

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Kyaha! Next time tell 'em your ass is used.

[Since it's a virgin auction and all. Teenagers have been active, from what he knows of the city. They probably got more action than--

Anyway.]

So how'd they rope ya into that, daddy-o?

Not sure if telling them I'm used goods will work, since that's how I ended up there in the first place. [Not that he is anyway, but... Well. That's definitely not important right now.] Apparently I just... "have the look".

[Akira isn't sure what it is, really, but apparently he's got something about him that screams "virgin". Unfortunate.]

Feels a lot more like bad luck than anything, though.

What look? A highschooler?

[Maybe that's what they're into? He peers at his face, squinting for a moment, before he grins and taps the glasses. He could just take it off, but he doesn't know his new companion that well yet. He's not risking getting mauled in case he's anything like Kohaku.]

Take these off, won'tcha?

I just traded in for these...

[His shoulders hunch, uneasy. Even before his other clothing shenanigans, his replacement glasses were something he made a beeline for the moment he found out they were in Love Dove. It's... still really hard, to not cover up his eyes. He can with his friends, but with someone he's barely met...

Too intense. Too scary. They pierce right through you. A criminal's eyes, apparently. These were the kinds of things he heard from people he'd gone to school with his entire life and total strangers in the one he transferred to alike.

He won't say any of that, though.]

You think I'll look older without them?

[Hmm? That's a strange reaction. Not wrong, exactly, because he didn't have to do it for Rinne, but the way he hunches is easily felt in this hold.

It makes him curious.]

Kyahaha~ are ya trying to look young? Don't tell me ya actually are a father. I wanna see if the kid would be as cute as ya.

[It's not the worst distraction tactic; Akira snorts without really meaning to.]

You should decide if you want to flirt with me or my kid first, apparently.

[This guy... Akira has to wonder what's really up with him.]

They're not for looking young, though. Mine were missing when I woke up here, so I used one of my clothing vouchers for a new pair at Love Dove.

[Neatly dodging the answer and the fact that he doesn't even need these to see. A two for one special.]

Ain't it obvious?

[He snickers, but he doesn't exactly clarify, so it's up to Akira to make his own conclusion. Instead, he turns the words around his head, the choice of words curious.]

So it ain't got a prescription?

[Do people just buy glasses at a clothing store?]

[There's no recognition in Akira's, either - just the faintest embarrassment at being seen in only lingerie, coupled along with some a vague sort of appreciation. Souji wears that cocktail dress well, after all.]

...I'd thought that's what was happening, but...

[It would make sense, wouldn't it, if something else was going on? Maybe something cognitive is taking place, but it seems strange his clothes have been changing so rapidly...]

Do you have another theory?

Maybe magic?

We have just been kidnapped, so I don't have a theory about what is or isn't possible yet...

[He shrugs, then looks down at himself and gestures.]

... and I'm kind of surprised they had something like this in my size.

[It's a surprise in two parts, and at least one of them is pleasant. The first, is magic being tossed out as an explanation when Akira's used to keeping his own supernatural escapades on the downlow. Unless, of course, he meant something as simple as a magic trick...

And the other, of course, is that Souji is so relaxed about the dress instead of making a fuss about it like Akira would expect from friends like Ryuji or Mishima. He doesn't have to worry.

It makes a knot unwind in his shoulders that he hadn't really been aware of.]

It looks very flattering on you.

[It's a truth and further test in one, even if it isn't truly clear that he's doing the latter.]

Not a bad possibility to throw out there, though. At least they're not using it for anything harmful, right?

[Is it bothersome he's not going to walk out of here with anything but lingerie and no actual clothes at this rate? Maybe. But there's definitely worse fates.]

It's better than the dress I wore for the Miss Yasogami pageant.

[He says it with bland disinterest, as if nobody could possibly find such a statement remarkable. But then his eyes come back up to meet the other boy's, with a challenging light in them.]

So, kidnapping us all and stealing our clothes isn't harmful?

[For all the challenge in his gaze though, his tone and his posture are genuinely curious.

What's this guy used to, that the idea of magic kidnappings isn't serious bad news?]

[Miss Yasogami pageant, huh... It needles at him that he's definitely heard of Yasogami somewhere, but it's been long enough since a certain news report that he'd probably need more to jog his memory. Even if he did, that would only tell him someone that Souji might just know.]

Considering we haven't been blackmailed within the first hour of being here, I'm cautiously counting the situation as not terrible.

[This is from the guy that's had his entire friend group threaten him before they became friends, so don't trust his gauge of normal in the slightest.]

Either way, it's better not to rock the boat too much til we know, isn't it? They've been so gracious to give us classy clothes even for body types like ours.

[He glances around the room meaningfully, warily, seeing if he'll notice and pick up on what Akira's trying to say with his eyes. We don't know who's listening to us.]

[Souji glances around curiously, thinking. He can tell something's being communicated to him, but it takes him a few moments to think through what that is.

But he gets it after that, and nods, very faintly.]

That's a good point. I've definitely been in worse situations.

[There's something about the matter of fact way he says it that stresses his sincerity. He really has been in worse places...]

[Almost imperceptibly, his shoulders relax a little, lips curving into something a little more genuine and not a show.]

Sounds like you haven't had an easy time of it either, huh?

[Worse situations... Akira can definitely understand that.

Maybe that's why being here doesn't phase him too much. He's already been through worse, and nearly everyone he wants to keep safe isn't stuck here with him.]

We still have some time, hopefully, so we can work towards figuring out why we're needed here. Including the more... unexpected aspects.

[He looks down at the bra he's wearing with a frown and gives the strap a tug for good measure.]

If I had to guess, based on my day so far, they need people with good legs.

[It's absolutely unclear based on his smile if this is a genuine guess, a joke, or just an admission he has no idea why they're here.]

[That tone is near inscrutable, alien and familiar all at once. Akira isn't used to being on the other end of this, and honestly he's a little delighted.]

Sounds like that has a story behind it. At the least... I guess this is one way to show my legs off, too.

[Akira thinks that maybe they needed a little more than his legs, but. Well. This is one way to do it.]

[Body language, at least, is something that Akira can read fairly well; if Toge's relaxed, incrementally Akira will relax a bit, too. Never losing all of it, nor all of his masks, but enough to put him at ease.]

Expensive taste, but good ones. My best friend loves tuna and salmon, too.

[He might be leaving out the fact that the mayo isn't included because his best friend is very much cat-shaped... But it's probably fine.

Onigiri might be hard to track down here, but Akira's thinking the fish itself will be pretty likely. For a place like this, he'd be surprised if they didn't.]

[Chopin. Their kid's name is Chopin. Dear God.

If Akira were weaker or less desperate, their fake child's name would get his composure to break, but fortunately he is neither.]

I'm sorry, darling... I never wanted to be up here, both of you have never left my mind. If you'll forgive me, there's nothing I want more than to be at your side. I'll take you anywhere you desire.

[He's staining a little bit by the end, but he still sounds sincere enough that no one seems to have noticed anything amiss. Awkwardly, the man clears his throat.]

"Well... It would seem that we've made a terrible mistake, folks! For us there will be plenty of nubile fish in the sea, but I suppose it's time for us to give these two lovebird their alone time... Unless they prefer otherwise, of course!"

[Akira rapidly shakes his head and chokes out a "thank you" before scurrying off the stage. The first thing he does is rush to Leo, and the second he does is wrap his arms around the other boy in a hug.

The third thing he does, however, is to whisper next to his head in a voice that isn't effected at all.]

Thank you. I owe you one.

Of course, darling~! I couldn't let my husband get sold off, could I?!

[ Lmao he knows they're not actually married...but he whispers back like that, all amused and entertained. ]

It seemed like you needed saving!

Yeah, that one was a real pinch.

[Akira keeps his voice low, darts his eyes around for a moment. He doesn't turn his head, but it's a fair assumption that they're still being watched, even if it's just by the audience that wants to coo over the "married couple"... so Akira reaches down and laces their fingers together.

This is normal and fine. They have to be a couple right now, so it's fine.]

Stay with me til we get out of the room? And if you want I still owe you that date, so...

[It's not flirting if he's just paying the guy back with lunch for bailing him out!!!]

Well, I won't say no to being wined and dined!!

[ Or just dined. Feed him. He forgets to eat all the time when he's left to his own devices...

Also he is swinging their hands together. Hello. ]

[Oh... That's not the one behind whatever's going on here, is it? His face feels just a little bit hotter at being seen like this.]

Yeah, looks like it. [Should he cover himself up with something...? His bathrobe might still be in that pile of clothes.] Have you noticed anything weird with these changing rooms? Pretty sure someone's pranking me or it's haunted at this point.

[Akira doesn't know if it's better or worse if it's only happening to him, but he wouldn't wish this on her.]

[ It was just one look, but Weiss does avert her gaze, finally. It might be better to look to the side than keep her focus on him, else she'd make this worse. (For him.) ]

Haunted. It's haunted, for sure.

[ Though what she experienced isn't quite as "sexy" as Akira's. She can't tell if she's lucky or not. ]

My reflection started moving on its own for a second before it froze completely. Maybe try a different booth?

(( previously... ))

[It takes a second for it to click since she lead that way, but as soon as it does his face goes through a series of microexpressions, mostly centered to his eyebrows - surprise, shyness, amusement, fascination, then back to surprise again. It's hard to tell exactly what it settles on; it might be a mixture of all of the above.]

...If you don't, I wouldn't mind, either.

[Finding the key or collecting the card? Akira doesn't specify. Fortunately? unfortunately?? sometimes he can be unclear in this way.

...He really wouldn't mind if it does come to sex, though. She is very pretty, but more than that, it's been fun being with her in here. He can't quite predict her, which makes her someone he'd like to figure out. Even the fact that Akira's not very experienced doesn't feel especially daunting; it's a little nerve-wracking, since he thinks she'd probably figure him out, but even that feels more exciting than anything.

And even if it doesn't, there's still the key to contend with. He still doesn't like losing either, after all.]

Whatever venue you prefer, I'm here to serve. [He can't bow very well while they're handcuffed together at this angle, but he does grin a little bit as he puts a hand over his heart, dipping his head just a bit.] I'll follow your lead.

If that's the case, then we won't be needing these. It's not as if they serve any purpose if there isn't a key.

["Anfang," she whispers as she internally 'flips' her switch — allowing her magic circuits to come alive as her index finger touches the cuffs. They become brittle, and break at the hinges setting them both free. The metal cuffs fall to the floor with a distinct clatter, and Tohsaka takes a look around at the offerings in there room.]

Ah, did any of it catch your eye? I was too busy looking for a key to pay attention.

[He gives a soft laugh, but his eyes are bright with curiosity. There wasn't any lockpick or otherwise that he could see, yet she broke the cuffs so easily... What was it that she used? Was it some trick with her fingers, or...?]

You had an ace up your sleeve all along, huh? You're full of surprises.

[Pleasant ones, though. He rubs his wrist idly as he considers, already feeling a little bit of the tension in his body unwind now that he doesn't have handcuffs on. She'd distracted him from the worst, but he hadn't realized that tension was there until it was gone. Now, what did he see while looking around in here...

...Not the ropes. His brain skips over it, same as it did the first time he laid eyes on them; Akira doesn't want them on himself, and he isn't really interested in tying her down.

He has to be careful here, too... What's a normal response in this situation? If he says the wrong thing, he'll give away how little practical experience he actually has.]

The blindfolds seemed interesting. Maybe a few of the vibrators, too.

[She's in the middle of curiously inspecting some wearable items. This corner of the table holds nipple clamps, cock rings, penis sleeves, spreader bars, and more. However his voice catches her attention, and she looks up from the pair of clamps in her hands.]

For you?

[She's assuming he wants to wear them. Are they supposed to be picking out what they like, or what they'd like on the other person? She's unsure, but either way—]

[Tohsaka accidentally pinches a bit of skin from her hand in one of the clamps while playing with it. Because her attention is on him it comes as a surprise, and she lets out a high pitched 'yip' of shock and jumps in place like a startled animal.]

[The slightest trace of heat creeps over his cheeks, down his neck. It shouldn't be embarrassing to admit it, especially in a place like this, so... It should be fine to confess that he's into having things like that done to him rather than the other way around. It's normal here, and when it comes to her... He doesn't think she'll mind, at least.]

Yes, that's what I had in mind, unless you-

[!?]

...wanted to?

[There's a laugh that swirls in his gut and is tempted to release, because what a thing to get her hand caught on... and that's a cute reaction to boot. But it's easily overtaken by his shock and concern.]

Are you... alright?

I'm fine, [she huffs with a pout as she folds her arms and stuffs her hands in the crook of her elbows.]

Just get what you want! I'll make you come in no time.

[After all only one person needs to climax. She's happy with just being the conductor of his little symphony of pleasure. Anything else would probably just mean a bit of vulnerability she's not quite sure she's interested in sharing.

Which is why when her eyes spot the nipple clamps that had offended her on the floor, she kicks them away violently. Stupid clamps making her look incompetent.]

((previously... ))

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It would be a lot, but you never know, right? Some fans go a little too overboard sometimes.

I'd like to believe that you're really her, though. It's funny, but the other day I ran into someone at the beach who bore a striking resemblance to her.

More than that, it'd just be nice to see somebody from home even if they don't know me in return.

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thats rite i remember u
from the beach

so if i were risette does that make u a fan?
(･ω<)☆

That's me. I'm Kurusu, by the way.

And I suppose you could think of me as a fan. I enjoyed Risette's new single a lot.

[Did he also get a poster of her? Well........]

well thank you ♥♥♥

wait a single?
i havent released 1 of those yet.... r u thinking of sum1 else?

[!?]

You're welcome. That's odd though, because I'm definitely sure you did.

[Unless... It's crazy to think of, but it's not impossible... He and Akechi potentially have the same situation, though this would be a much farther gap than Akira could've anticipated.]

This might be a strange question, but what year was it when you left?

what??
uhhhhh it was 2011 y

[Damn, he thinks, fingers freezing. Crazy to think of, but turns out it's happening. Something something truth is stranger than fiction.]

Well. That would explain a few things.

It might be hard to believe, but I'm from the beginning of 2017. I've seen a time discrepancy with someone else here I know, but I didn't expect to encounter one so big.

(( previously... ))

True enough. Dumpster diving also sounds like it'd be pretty flammable, no?

I would simply put out the fire before it could damage any of my valuable garbage.

[valuable garbage...........

He was right for picking her, he thinks.]

Sounds like it's pretty important to you, then. Is there anything special that you look for, or are you passionate for any type of garbage?

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