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Post by JULIETTE DUBOIS on Oct 25, 2013 13:10:43 GMT -8
Ah, the mall. Where you could shop and eat in an air conditioned building to your hearts' content; it was definitely one of the greater achievements of humankind in the last few centuries. Julie couldn't say she particularly liked or disliked malls, but for now this one served her purposes.
Meaning: she was cashing in on that bet she won.
If Yuyu had thought she would conveniently forget all about that little bet they had made a few weeks ago, he was very, very mistaken. Not even a close encounter with the canine kind could make her forget she still had to make his life a little more miserable. She had pestered him the day before about meeting her at the mall's food court, claiming she desperately needed his help with something or other. Not necessarily true, but then again, since when was anything she had told the kid true? She figured she could find something for him to do here; it was a mall after all, this was a good as place as any to torture some poor sucker. It'd be fun for her at least, she'd make sure of that.
She had accidently gotten there a little early, so she had shot him a text and helped herself to whatever the food court had to offer. Despite being a hobbit, Julie sadly didn't have time for second breakfast, and with it being so close to lunch the smells coming from the stores were making her stomach growl. Sadly, she wasn't that early, so she had to content herself with some ice cream instead. Not that there was anything wrong with ice cream, of course; it was the superior frozen dairy dessert, after all. Anyone who said otherwise would have to answer to her. Ice cream had been her favorite thing to eat for as long as she could remember, and she'd have it for every meal of the day if she could.
So until he got there, Julie was perfectly happy eating her ice cream and browsing on her phone. Though if he was late, she might have to penalize him somehow... like for every minute he kept her waiting, she added on another day to his sentence? Yup, that sounded pretty good to her!
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Post by TSUYU SHIELDS on Oct 28, 2013 10:21:30 GMT -8
After that disastrous meeting with the devil herself Julie, Tsuyu had found himself wary of all blonde women within a five meter radius. It was rather melodramatic if he did say so himself, but he would much rather be careful at this point than risk a run in with her again. There was a chance that she would take pity on him and decide to not bring up that disastrous bet ever again. But with a personality like her's that seemed nigh impossible. He had been hoping that after a while, she might have forgotten him. "Out of sight out of mind" or something like that. They would be nothing more than strangers. (Also impossible considering that they were now both part of math club, but he could dream.)
So it is not difficult to imagine his annoyance and fear frustration when she cornered him the other day and went on some longwinded explanation regarding how she desperately needed him and that this would be the perfect chance to pay up what he owed. It was at that point that his entire life flashed before his eyes. There was no trusting her. His life was ruined. He would have to pack his things and grab his brother before they fled to some far off country. Like Liechenstein. Or Djibouti.
Sadly, the following day found Tsuyu in the aforementioned mall where they're meeting was planned and not on a plane with his twin and a suitcase full of his father's cash. He checked his phone and the sight of Julie's number next to the words "The Worst Mistake of Your Life" made his stomach churn with apprehension. At least she let him know where to meet.
It took him a few minutes before he was able to get to the food court. His eyes scanned the crowd for blondes and he soon spotted her sitting at a table contentedly eating ice cream. He took a seat across from her and gave her a sulky look. "Well I'm here."
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Post by JULIETTE DUBOIS on Nov 10, 2013 9:50:16 GMT -8
Julie was busy reading through her Twitter feed when someone sat down across the table from her. She glanced up at them with a frown, before registering who it was and fixing him with a wide, beaming grin. "Oh, there you are Yuyu!" She exclaimed, placing her phone down so she could focus on him. Not that her ice cream wasn't already distracting enough as is; in fact, she was helping herself to another spoonful as she remarked, smile a little too innocent, "I was starting to think you had made a run for the border or something."
She knew full well he didn't like her, and that was totally okay with her. It just meant she could torture and make fun of him with a guilt-free conscious. Dragging her spoon across the bottom of her ice cream cup, she asked, brightly, "So, as you know we're going to be killing a man today, and you're going to be helping me with the heavy lifting and hiding the body. You know, the usual. It shouldn't be too hard or anything, and as long as you keep your mouth shut we won't get caught." Only someone who was joking could talk so casually about murder plans, but then again, this was Julie. For all you know, she actually was planning a murder and passing it off as a joke. No one would ever suspect a thing, now would they?
Except Yuyu, anyway. He knew she was evil behind the cute tiny blonde exterior, but he was also indebted to her. He had to help, or she'd call him out on that shit faster than you can say 'Topeka.' But of course she was kidding! She just wanted to push his buttons a little, that's all. Glancing up from her ice cream to look at him, she grinned rather evilly before she stated, "Which reminds me, before we begin..." Reaching down under her seat, Julie grabbed her bag and plopped it down on her lap. Fishing through it, she quickly pulled out two different shirts and held them up for Yuyu to see. Cal had given these to her, and while she appreciated them, she figured they were better off used for other purposes.
"Pick between these two." And again, she smiled, though there was something decidedly sharkish in the expression on her face. |
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Post by TSUYU SHIELDS on Nov 19, 2013 15:17:45 GMT -8
Yuyu. Why in the world had she come up with that ridiculous nickname? He cringed a bit whenever she said it in her peppy voice. The only saving grace that he had left was that she didn't realize the true meaning of the Japanese name. He wasn't sure how long he'd be able to last if she started calling him Yuyu-chan or worse: dipping sauce. Who the hell decided that Tsuyu could be a boy's name anyway?
I was so incredibly close, you don't understand, Tsuyu thought to himself, staring intently at the patterns in the table. Could she read minds or something? What terrible powers did this girl have? Something told him that she would hunt him down even if he did cross the border. And once she did hunt him down he was going to be in a world of pain while the world looked on at the wonderful blonde girl that had worried so much about her missing friend. He shuddered at the thought.
Tsuyu gave her a horrified look. "You're not serious are you?" She probably wasn't serious but you never know with evil strangers that you had only met once or twice. "There is no way I am getting anywhere near a dead body." He had already been in close contact with a dead body once and that did not go over very well. In fact, it had happened right after he had met Julie. He still had nightmares.
"Uhhhh..." Julie's 'innocent' smile was not helping Tsuyu relax at all. What was she going to make him do today anyway? They had time. Far too much time and he just needed this day over with. "The calculus one. The jerk one. Why...?"
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Post by JULIETTE DUBOIS on Nov 22, 2013 15:36:45 GMT -8
Aww, it was so cute how he already knew her so well. They were going to get along splendidly. "I'm dead serious, Yuyu!" She replied with a wink, enjoying the expression on his face way too much. He couldn't decide if she was joking or not, and she wasn't about to give him a straight answer. Might as well milk it for all it was worth, right? He was going to find out what they were doing there soon enough- for now, she had evil, evil plans to conduct.
Tsuyu picked the calculus shirt, to which Julie nodded her head in approval. Good choice. At his lingering question, the blonde merely flashed him a sunny smile. "You're wearing it, silly!" She held the shirt out to him from across the table, as she slipped the other one back into her bag, as she cheerfully explained, "My friend bought it a few sizes too big for me, so it should fit." She met his eyes, and her grin suddenly morphed into a smirk. "Remember, you have to do whatever I say~" No matter how stupid or humiliating it might be!
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Post by TSUYU SHIELDS on Nov 24, 2013 11:48:27 GMT -8
"No, you don't understand," Tsuyu protested quickly. Whether she was joking or not did not matter anymore. If there was even the slightest chance that he was going to come in contact with a corpse, he would make a mad dash for it. He owed her but there were some things that even he would throw away his pride for. "If we are really getting anywhere near dead bodies then I will leave right now. Please tell me that you're just joking. Please." Even Julie, evil as she could be, wouldn't be so unkind as to force him into a situation where he was likely to go into a panic attack. Would she?
Tsuyu looked at the shirt in question and wasn't sure whether he should be upset or relieved. On one hand, the shirt was embarrassing. People that did not know the meaning of the shirt would immediately peg him as a nerd and probably act in a way opposite of what said shirt asked. On the other hand, he had to admit that the one he chose was probably a bit better than the other one. It was clever, in a nerdy kind of way.
He stared at the imposing article of clothing then back at Julie's infuriating smirk before wrenching the shirt from her grasp to go change in the men's room. The shirt did fit, much to his distaste. He walked back to their table as quickly as possible, avoiding large groups of people which was rather difficult in a mall. "Alright, your highness. I'm wearing the shirt. Happy? What's next?"
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