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[ perhaps you were following the feeling of something present, or maybe you're completely oblivious to that sort of thing and were just wandering around. either way, you've stumbled across a small copper offering bowl sitting on a rock in the park. chances are there's some sort of trinket in there already: a few coins, or a candy bar. maybe a feather or a strawberry.

there's a slightly worn bit of paper tucked under the bowl. "因果応報" has been carefully caligraphed onto it, with a translation in plainer writing underneath— "what goes around comes around."

will you leave something? ]

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[The moment he hears her, he recognizes that he's fucked. But like hell he's going to admit it even after he turns to face her.]

It's rude to talk with food in your mouth.

[ shifting it a little so she can talk. ...also skipping back, for some reason? certainly not because she had been about to go in for a drape before he turned around, though, ]

You're rude in general, so it's fine.

[No, of course not. She would never.]

Can't argue with that one.

Need anything?

[Surely she's not here to bug him about his offering. Noooo.]

Do I have need to something to want to say hello to a friend?

[ FULL OF INNOCENCE

and bullshit ]

You didn't just warp in behind me to say hi.

[So much bullshit.]

I didn't warp behind you at all.

[ she was there the whole time, after all. it's entirely different. ]

Then be louder. You're still sneaking up on people otherwise.

[So grump.]

You can take the girl out of the ghost, but you can't entirely take the ghost out of the girl.

You still haven't answered what you want from me.

I'm really just here to bother you, Chuuya.

[ it's either that or blatantly express her affection, and she's pretty sure she knows which option Chuuya would prefer ]

Lucky me, I'm so blessed.

[...you might be literally blessed, Chuuya.]

[ VISIBLY TRYING TO KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE ]

...it's funny you would say that, actually.

I know it was a bad pun, you don't have to tell me.

[clearly she's referring to her being a spirit in general and not anything specific to do with him]

[ surely the weirdly good luck he'll have the next few days is completely unrelated. ]

—excuse me. There's no such thing as a bad pun, only an underappreciated one.

Edited 2017-07-23 06:17 (UTC)

[Nothing to do with anything.]

Spoken like a person who enjoys telling puns more than other people enjoy listening to them.

I enjoy listening to them, too! I'm opun minded like that.

[ NOW YOU'VE DONE IT ]

I'm leaving.

[Actually... going to start walking away...]

[ trots after him undeterred, laughing ]

Please, you left yourself wide open for that.

That doesn't mean you had to go for it.

[GRUMP]

My puns and I are a package deal.

Guess I have to stop talking to you now. It's so sad.

[He doesn't actually mean it.]

You say that as though it'll stop me in any sense.

I'm shocked that you would pun at someone trying to avoid you.

[No, he's not.]

Shocked, hmm?

[ wiggling her fingers at him, a lick of electricity winding around her hand to punctuate ]

Now you're just doing all the work for me.

That was an accident and you know it!

[Chuuya did nothing wrong!!]