In front of the Arcade...

[americandiplomacy]

Ever since Miho introduced Greg to the arcade at the local mall, he's been there most weekdays after school for at least an hour or two... It ate a lot of money, sure, but it's money he would've spent on point cards for his phone at any rate.

At the moment he was just outside, though, sitting on a little bench near the entrance and fiddling with his phone for some reason or another. The boy was, as usual, paying no attention to his surroundings or anything but himself and the small piece of technology in his hands. The perpetual and unfortunately socially discouraging look of vague annoyance and great boredom was in place on his face, though he was completely free to approach for anyone not bothered by it!

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[seiyayamada]

As the synopsis unfolded, Seiya put on her serious face. She was so ready. Cocking her gun gangsta style, she began shooting at the first way. Each time she landed a shot, Seiya giggled like a little girl. Although she wasn't the best, she wasn't too good either.

As they moved along, Seiya accidentally shot Greg in the leg, "[OH MY GOD!]"

[americandiplomacy]

Right! Greg didn't bother taking any kind of stance, there was no real reason to brace oneself when all they had to do was shoot off the screen to reload... Seiya seemed to be taking it more serious, and also apparently taking inspiration from The Wire or something. It wouldn't hinder her too much, so whatever! The first few bits went fine, mostly because he could do these parts solo, until about halfway through the level she managed to shoot his character. The boy didn't even know friendly fire was on in this game! "Uhhhh..."

His side of the screen had a very silly blood effect drip down it, and then a countdown from ten. "Hah, you killed me!" Greg sounded amused rather than angry or annoyed, and reached into his pocket to slide another coin into the machine. After shooting the screen they were back in action! "Next time I see your guy, his leg's in some trouble." Ohoho! A playful taunt, there.

[seiyayamada]

Seiya felt horrible, glancing at him with a guilty expression. She hadn't meant to shoot him on purpose, but apparently a shot to the leg was lethal in video game land. Bracing herself for an angered reaction, Seiya was surprised to find that he didn't really mind.

At his playful banter she grinned, turning back at the screen in order to cover him. "You'll have to pry it from his cold, dead corpse!"

[americandiplomacy]

"That's the point, Seiya-san." He snorted while gunning down an alien that leaped in from the side, and then suddenly it was boss time! "Uhh, I'm trying to remember..." A big ol' tentacle beast rose up on the screen with eyes that glowed a fairly obvious please-shoot-me red, and Greg nodded. He didn't even have to remember! "Uh, shoot the eyes. I'm pretty sure, anyways." This part was usually where all the quarters got eaten! Lots of unavoidable attacks... He figured if they both died they could probably just stop.

[seiyayamada]

"Oh god this is like an anime I saw once." Seiya began shooting at the eyes as instructed, careful to avoid shooting Greg in the face.

It seemed to be going fairly well, until she died again. "[CHILD OF A DOG.]" Seiya's lips pursed as she focused harder, digging her feet into the ground.

[americandiplomacy]

Greg snorted, causing his aim to go off for a few seconds. "[Son of a bitch.] What you're looking for is [son of a biaaaAAH!]." The big ol' alien shot a volley of crap at them, and though he (and he assumed Seiya) shot like the wind a few got through. That silly blood filter oozed down both of their screens at once, and the boy looked to his fellow soldier with a vague hint of a smile. "It's gonna cost a lot more to beat it, uh, that's how these games work. Time Crisis is a little more fair, but eh."

[seiyayamada]

"[SON OF A BITCH.]" Seiya folded her arms, glaring at the screen. "You're lucky you got off easy this time, alien scum." Sliding the plastic gun back into its holster, she turned to Greg. "We're coming back next week and taking the glory that was ripped from our grasp." Trust Seiya to take the game seriously, though she was smiling like a little girl in a candy store.

[americandiplomacy]

"[Much better.]" Greg put his gun back into its place as well and then leaned briefly on the machine with a nod. "You can go forever, uh... Just need the money to do so. It's a few dollars in America, and that's if you're really good." He nods at the suggestion, though, and looks back to the screen where a large 'GAME OVER' screen is now presented. "Sure, that'd be fun, though."

[seiyayamada]

Beaming at his approval, she sighed. This had been their last stop, and soon they'd have to part ways. "Thanks for keeping me company today, G-kun. It was really fun!" The most fun she'd had in a while, in fact.

[americandiplomacy]

Pushing off of the machine and standing up a bit straighter, the boy adjusted his tie and then gave her a small nod. "Yeah, uh, it was fun. I'm usually here if I'm not working... After school, that is." Greg wasn't about to tell her to visit again, so that was the closest she'd get to a 'please come find me later ok'.

[seiyayamada]

Seiya waved, "[I'll be watching you later!]" Of course, another creepily butchered English goodbye followed. Turning on her heel, she headed for the exit, a little spring in her step.