1109/LOVE WAR!

LOVE WAR!
Date of Scene:	25 February 2016
Location:	Mitakihara - Infinity University
Synopsis:	Takashi's troubled. He goes to see an expert on his specific troubles. Then he gets himself in new trouble. Par for the course.
Cast of Characters:	Takashi Agera, Hannah Sharpe, Ami Mizuno

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Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi Agera has had an... interesting, introspective 24 hours since he last texted Ami Mizuno. Reading and re-reading the conversation has him at least convinced he's done something wrong - but what has eluded him.

After a long time of trying to assign blame, he's realized like many things in life, to him, the path doesn't matter as much as the result. He doesn't like the result. He would like a different result.

But he's not used to interacting with people outside of the business environment in text - or really, still, much real interaction with people at all. Sure, faking it was one thing. But doing this whole 'people' thing naturally, he found hismelf at a loss.

So he's done what he often does - sought out additional resources. In this case, the resource he's seeking takes the form of one of the people who are technically his upperclassman coming out of a class he has no real business being outside. Still, waiting by the door, he starts to walk alongside Hannah Sharpe the moment she breaches the threshold, like he'd been there all along.

"Hey... Hannah-san? We're still... also friends outside of the whole work thing right?" he asks. He does not sound very much like himself already, and he's very aware of it. "I just mean, we haven't seen much of each other outside of... work."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Takashi definitely gets a stare or two, but the person who definitely /doesn't/ is Hannah. And not just because she's blind. Unlike poor Ta-kun, she is /much/ more in tune with people. Maybe a little too much. It's why she does what she does, after all. Her cane's retracted almost instantly, and then there's an arm being thrown around his shoulders.

Her smile is as genuine as always, a little cocky, if a little more tired these days. They both have been through much as of late, after all. One eye closes. She can't quite hide the tinge of concern in her voice even if she knows Takashi would hate it. "That's a very stupid question, Ta-kun. But I really have been getting too busy as of late, huh? Long overdue for just you and me to go out and have some fun. Not good, not good. I'm sorry." A small frown graces her for a moment, then she's grinning again.

"So let's make a promise to not do that any more, ok? What do you say?" Comes Hannah, warmly, and loudly. It gets a few weird glances, effectively taking stares away from Takashi and onto her. She's used to them. She lowers her voice to a whisper.

"You're not acting like you. There's something eating you up, right? Come on. Rooftop's usually free right now, and my next class can stuff it if you need a friend, Takashi. Lead on."

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi smiles back. "Well, I've been upsetting people and losing them a lot lately. Fate's mother was just another point in all that time." he says as they walk away from the crowd. "Yeah, I think us talking was good. It grounded me, and it also inspired me. Can't let you have all the fun." he says, laughing a bit.

"Lately I'm not really sure what 'acting like me' is even supposed to mean." he admits, eyes just a bit downcast as they reach the door that leads out to the roof. Takashi tries to open the door - but, the Famous Infinity Rooftop Door is in one of those moods, and he has to put arm, foot, and shoulder to it. And a little surge of dark energy, because he's actually so out of touch he's also a little more out of control than normal!

Still, the door gives way with a screech, and the sun is out, and it's a nice day in Tokyo today. "I've not been sorted since somone stole my damned familiar, and now, I think it only took me one text conversation to upset this girl I met..." he adds, grumbling.

"She might even be as smart as me. I want to spend more time with her, because... it's nice having someone I can really bounce all of my ideas off of? Someone who thinks like I do?" he says, pulling the phone out and throwing it up in the air, catching it.

"But I don't understand girls." he begrudgingly admits. "I don't even know what I did to upset her." After a momentary pause, he adds quietly "I think I don't even understand people."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah Sharpe reeeach, poke! "You seem like you need some grounding right now."

Hannah's quick to help with the door. Punt! PUNT PUNT PUNT! There's now another dent in it. Totally wasn't her. That use of dark magic, does bring a slight frown. Takashi is all about control. It's worrisome.

"Well. The way I've always seen you, you're someone who wants to achieve his goals, by whatever subtle, over-arching plans he comes up with. But you're more than that. You're smart. Even witty at times. A little arrogant, too. I think that gets you kicked in the teeth occasionally, but it makes you forge ahead when other people wouldn't be so stubborn. That's why I like you. Even if you don't realize it, you're stubborn, and you don't give up easily."

She pauses as the sun hits her face. Hannah /sighs/. "So that's it. Girl problems."

Hannah chews on the matter. Knowing Takashi, he probably said something arrogant, or got too testy. So, she'll drag him over to a seat, then sit down herself.

"Well, it all depends. I can get why you'd be attracted to someone like that. Alright, so, first thing: what's she like? Outgoing? Introverted? Easily angered, cool and calculated? Lots of fish, et cetera, and we need to know what kind of fish we're angling for. Second, what was the context of the conversation? Has she been acting strange? Do you remember saying anything stupid in the last...ohhh...four months? Girls have a long, long memory, Ta-kun. We hold grudges, get reeeeally emotional. You said it yourself, you don't know what you've done." Pause. Peer.

"Have you tried just asking her what you did to make her angry? Most of the time, girls just assume guys know what they've done wrong. She might think you're being stubborn, when you honestly don't know."

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi waves a hand. "What some people call stubborn, I call... uncommonly motivated." he says, with a smile. "And I think it's something we share. You have a habit of... not backing down, which gets you into trouble too." he says, and then after another pause. "It's why I get along so well with you, when I just kinda want to punch the other Directors through walls." There's... perhaps that lack of control again, or perhaps just feeling free to say that around her.

"Well, I have a lot to be arrogant /about/ s`" he stops short. "No, no. I have a problem with someone who happens to be a girl so I have no basis to deal with her."

"Attracted?" he says, raising up a little from the seat before sitting back down. "Well I mean yes she's pretty and smart but you need to understand." he says, before leaning back a bit. "It's just that I got used to having her around? Like... long story, but she got attacked by one of those losers from the Dark Kingdom and I ended up taking care of her. Which returned the favor from when she helped me get back on my feet after Chiba got all hopped up on negative energy and threw me through a building."

"Anyways, she had to crash at my place so I could get all the posion out of her system - seriously long story, but we traded a lot of energy - and I just got used to having her around." he says, and his voice gets a little quiet. "House is empty now is all. So I was hoping we could talk. About something." he says.

"I wasn't trying to invite her on a date or anything, I just wanted to spend more time with her." Isn't that explicitly what a date is? "But she was taking everything I said wrong. She acted like I asked her to move in with me - I did not - and I was surprised she was so concerned about her coursework (it's just some public school stuff, she's way smarter than the need to apply real effort there to get perfect marks I'm pretty sure) and she took that as an insult too. So like..." Takashi just murmurs a bit.

"It felt like she was going out of her way to take what I said wrong. I was trying hard to be friendly. Last thing I wanted to do was push her away or offend her." he says, stomping a foot on the ground.

"I don't think I've done anything to make her angry before this. I saved her life!" he says, adamantly. "Swooped in as she fell to save her from being road pizza and gave her my energy to keep her alive. I'm not sure how she can POSSIBLY be upset with me."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"To be fair, we're /all/ a bunch of jerks, but you and I are pretty open about it. We're less face-punchable by nature." She adds, with a long nod. Oh yes, sage wisdom.

Leeean, whisper. "And frankly I think half of them are too old anyway. No perspective, you know?"

First he's defensive, then he tells that /story/! Hannah, as usual, doesn't hide her reaction. There's a slow look of almost amusement, which descends down to amazement, and ends up in a deep, jaw-slacked look of pure /horror/!

She coughs, long and hard, looking at Takashi as though he's grown a second head and is wearing a tutu. A groan, and she's just rubbing her temple, silent as she works over what every single screwup she can find in all of this.

"Takashi. If you're coming to me, then you want blunt advice. I'm going to be frank. I could write a dissertation on where things have gone wrong here, but I'm going to spare you and get down to relevent points, okay?" A slow, deep, calming breath.

Arm around his shoulders, and there's a concerned smile. "First of all, you sound like you're head over heels for this girl, and from the sounds of her, you have good taste my friend. Deny it if you want, but saying what you've said to a /girl/ sounds exactly like 'I'm in love with you'. I mean, think about the circumstances. You two just spent weeks healing each other and saving each other's lives. Sharing magic. You spend that much time, doing something that...that /linking/ with others, they're going to be emotionally primed. Listen to yourself. You sound like a trainwreck in the heart Ta-kun!"

Then she leans right in, frowning. "Now just imagine what a smart, I'll bet introverted and socially awkward, emotionally primed girl is going to hear. She doesn't know how to handle people any better than you, if she's angry after all of that. You were concentrating too much on what you were saying, not what you were telling her, Ta-kun. A girl's heart is like glass at our age. Taking things to extremes. Even I'm not immune to that, as much as it makes me annoyed." Tch.

Then, finally she smiles. "So, I think what you need to do Ta-kun is figure out what you really want to /tell/ her. It's not just about words. You need to /show/ her what you mean. All those little clues, yadda yadda, but you need to do something even more. Something that is painful for anyone, and I think is going to really, really hurt for you. You need to figure out what she means to you, friend, potential lover, test subject, whatever. Then you need to open up your heart and show her what you feel, honestly. If you do that, I think she'll do the same. Text her. Meet with her, when you know where your head's at, ok? Can you do that?"

Wink. "After all, sometimes we like to imagine wrongs. That goes for guys and girls, right?"

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi shrugs a bit. "Well, we're going to be able to take over as they keel over. I still remember the deal we made so long ago. Straight to the top with us." he says with a grin, before he returns to the matter at hand.

A dissertation? OUCH. He actively winces at her words even as he appreciates her blunt and direct nature. She's right there, in that it's a reason he came to her.

And he's still equivocating and trying to squirm his way out of her insinuation. "I don't know if you're right or not but I don't see how that..." he stops, thinks, starts again. "I sound like a trainwreck because sharing energy with her put mine out of whack, too." Nevermind that most of the effects of that should be gone and that in a general sense he was much closer to fine when the transfers were happening more recently.

"Ugh, why can't she listen to what I'm saying then." A fist hits the bench. "If I ask her on a date or to move in with me she'll know it. I am as subtle as your fist." he adds, grumpily. Nevermind that he's doing that in the subtext, that's not his point. There's a heavy sigh.

"I don't even know if you're right. How am I supposed to figure out what I see her as, or 'get my head straight' or 'open up my heart'" -this last bit he says sticking his tounge out- "if I can't meet with her first. Am I expected to already know?" he says, his voice getting more emotional.

He slumps so much it's like he might slide off the bench. "I don't even know if you're right. The last time I felt attached to someone it was... a mistake. It wasn't going to work and I figured that out but it took a long time. And now we don't spend time together. So why is it wrong for me to want to figure it out first?"

"And even if I do, what do I say without being a creep? I'm good at teasing. I'm not good at honesty. And apparently I better not tease anybody in text or they'll take it wrong." Another grumpy noise as he sits up.

"I'm supposed to text her back today and kinda mulligan yesterday but I don't even know what to say." he says, sitting his phone on the bench like it might be a venemous snake, pushing it away.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
A raised brow. "Sure. Ta-kun, you're deflecting. That only works on people with tact and japanese levels of politeness." I.e. anyone who isn't her. "You're a train wreck because you're recovering and most importantly, you've been making emotional connections it sounds like you've never dealt with before. Have you ever had a girlfriend, Ta-kun? Ever fell in love with someone? You don't need to answer, I'm not /that/ cruel. Just think about it."

She's pretty sure she knows the answer anyway. "At first? No, probably not. You don't need to figure /everything/ out at once. Just a framework. Something. Throw her a tangible bone that she can't deny or take the wrong way. Be blunt. Put how you're feeling into it. Now, don't be like me. If she's the delicate type, she'll run away. Control, Ta-kun. You're good at that. Calmly explain what you were feeling at the time, and what you were really trying to say. Then, tell her you'd like to meet for tea or coffee, or have a study group or something. Not every relationship is going to work out, and you won't always know until it hits you. Trust me. I had one of those too, you know?" Reeeach, a slap on the back, and she bodily pulls him back towards bench and phone.

"Then don't tease. You're being honest right now. I can tell. My ears don't lie. So speak to her like you're speaking to me, if it helps. Err...yeah. Don't do that. Text doesn't have tone of voice. Not until you /really know someone."

Peeeer.

"Is that /COWARDICE/ I'm hearing, Takashi Agera!?" She's suddenly barking!

"Text her. /Now/! Deep breath, put everything you've told me as gently and with as much control as you can. Ta-kun, you've made amazing, horrible, genius things. So I think a little challenge like a girl who's a bit mixed up right now? You can overcome it."

Grin. "And if all else fails, put me on the phone, and I'll knuckle-drag you two to a nice place to eat and make /sure/ you two walk away understanding each other. She needs to give her side clearly, too, before you really get it. She's not guiltless I'll bet~!"

Takashi Agera has posed:
"You know how I feel about the social conventions of that..." he says before he realizes she's teasing him. "I really am out of it, aren't I." he says, grumbling. "I had girlfriends, yes. But it also wasn't love. We weren't meant to be together at all. Too different. Most recently... Kaname-san and I don't see the world the same way." Or do puzzles, but that was besides the point.

More grumbling. But no actual words this time, not until she pulls him to the phone. "It's easy to be honest with you, you know me. I've fought along side you. We know enough secrets about the other person to flip everyone else out." he says, calmly. "There's still things I have to keep from her. I can't be honest. To be fair I know she lied to me too - comes with the magic business."

"H-hey! Cowardice is different than intelligent patience. There's a..." and then he stops. He gives the phone a side-eyed glare. "... It's not cowardice, it's justifable concern. I don't want to screw up twice in a row." he admits, probably seeming more fragile himself than Hannah has seen him in maybe forever. That'll probably confirm all her suspicions in one fell unavoidable swoop, even if he can't see it himself yet.

"Look, if she was just some girl I obviously wouldn't care. I get some stupid confession letter about once a week, give or take. From girls who just see me, don't even know me. Those, I don't care what they think." he adds. The rest he leaves unspoken, though, hand reaching out for that phone.

"I'm pretty sure if you did that you'd chase her away pretty good, plus her friends know where I live and with my luck they're probably all friggin' magical too." he adds, looking at the phone. "Plus if the little things I've said have made her nervous I can only imagine how she'd feel about you headlocking her into a dinner." he adds, smirking. "Even if we went to Verde 45 again."

He takes a huge, HUGE breath, and starts tapping something out. He knows Hannah well enough to know that she's not letting him get away without it, and he could just fly off the roof or something, but that would really undermine his 'not a coward' angle.

TXT Ami-chan: I'm sorry about yesterday. I think what I was trying to say didn't come across right. I'm still trying to sort some things out. Is there any chance that we could try to talk in person, once you've had your space? Somewhere you like to go, or we can go get a coke and burger, or something. It doesn't have to be today. I just think I can express myself much better face-to-face than in text. You said as much yesterday too and I believe you're right.

Takashi sends it, and then immediately spazzes out, as though mashing erase can un-send the text. Then he slumps. "Shimata! See. I did it again. I told her I'd text her after school, and I forgot, and now I look like I'm desperate or dumb."

He looks just about ready to throw his phone. "I should really just stick to manipulating energy. Energy behaves the way I tell it to. None of this obscure unpredictable crap." he grumbles.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Twitch. Ahhh, yes, him and Madoka. To say she couldn't see that coming ten-thousand miles away would be a lie. She doesn't voice her opinion for once.

"Then keep the stuff that will bury you...and probably her by extension. She'll know the score if that's the case. Just like you said."

Reeeach. There's a warm squeeze of the shoulder. It doesn't even hurt. Hannah's trying, (and mostly failing) to be gentle here.

"Good. See, that's a little better. You care about this girl, and you're admitting it in a small way. That's a good first step. Keep walking forward, Ta-kun. I'm not saying you're not taking a risk. But this sounds like one of those girls that come along once in a lifetime. And I think I have a good feeling."

Yup, Takashi may as well have just confessed his feelings for the girl. There's a twitch to the corner of her lips, as though she's holding back a pleased grin.

At that smirk, she finally just laughs.

"Then you better put your all into it, all of your feelings and your talents, Ta-kun! C'mon, I saw you blow up a magical butterfly yesterday! This is /nothing/! Don't dissappoint me!" A fist pumps in the air! Now, she's rooting for the young man like a proper friend with all of her energy.

Send. Spazz. Oh no, Hannah's not hearing this!

Leeean, tackle! Wrastle' wrastle'! She's so stealing that phone if she can! Time to use that American height!

"Nooooope, you're not backing out now! I'd be an awful friend if I didn't make you commit! You'll be going to sleep kicking yourself over this if you didn't do it now! Trust me. She'll appreciate that you care enough to send it. If she gets her panties in a twist over the time of day, then she isn't worth you! I'll kick her ass myself if she does!" Grrrrr!

Now, it's time to wait.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
TXT Takashi-kun: I thought you were going to wait until after school! Geeze, you suck at patience.

TXT Takashi-kun: Where do you want to go?

Takashi Agera has posed:
"That's what I'm trying to do. It'd be bad if we came to blows. I have enough of that worry with you." he says, with a smirk.

It's not often Takashi has to try to keep control of something against the attacks of someone nearly as tall as him, and so she gets it from him for a bit. "Hey! Look, it's already sent there's nothing I can do anyways." he says, huffing. She's got it for now.

"Look, she takes schooling really seriously." Apparently even more seriously than he thought, given yesterday. "More than me." he says. Astute minds might notice he's now being defensive of her in a way, too.

"I've already got one white-haired person to stab over her. Don't make it tw-" and then the phone in Hannah's hand buzzles and even the powerful kickboxer can't keep him from snatching it back with a lightning speed and surge of energy.

He looks at it, getting the first message. He turns to point it at Hannah, his voice a bit down. "See! I told you I messed up." It buzzes in his hand again meaning Hannah will be the first one to see the message before he looks at it.

"crap, I dunno." he says. But relatively quickly he decides - somewhere they've been before, somewhere NOT HIS HOUSE, somewhere unthreatening.

TXT Ami-chan: You're right - patience is not my forte. Burgers at the Crown maybe?

Ami Mizuno has posed:
TXT Takashi-kun: You should practice. It's a good skill. I have cram school today, and I will be tired after.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah Sharpe squint. She almost says something rude, but controls herself. No, time to let Ta-kun shine and have his small victory. He needs it right now!

"Yeah, like I wouldn't put it past you to invent a 'time-based text erasing dark machine' and put it in your cellphone to erase evidence."

And then he's being defensive. She smiles. "Yeesh, real academic, huh? I mean, school's important, sure..." Shrug. She stows any any more comments. There's no retorts as it's snatched! Squint.

"You really /ARE/ out of it, Ta-kun. C'mon, what'd she say? Don't leave me hanging here! I'm your advisor-slash-potential-scapegoat here!" Smiiiile!

Pause. "Are you two going, or is she being an idiot?" She's bouncing a little on her toes. Kinda excited, is Hannah!

Ami Mizuno has posed:
TXT Takashi-kun: Pizza is better than burgers, though. Maybe this weekend.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Hannah Sharpe is not an easy woman to ignore. She's got a serious presence, a unique look, and a special nature. And yet she might as well not exist for a few moments as Takashi reads Ami's incoming text and winces again. He shows it to Hannah after his brain parses that she's asking, talking while he does.

"I haven't yet, but I admit, right now that's seeming like a missed opprotunity." he says. "I bet I could sell it and make tons of money too, something that would erase texts still in transfer." he muses.

Takashi looks at the second text as it comes in, though. "Maybe? What am I supposed to do about a maybe. I can't schedule around a Maybe." he says, gritting his teeth and looking at it. He taps something out, looks at it, backspaces it out.

He looks at Hannah almost helplessly. "You're a girl, you're dating a girl, your employees are mostly girls. What am I supposed to do with this damn maybe?!" he says, strangely frustrated by it.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
The text comes, and Hannah runs a hand down her face. Really. /REALLY/!? Good thing she isn't near Ami, or know that's who this is, or there'd be a pounding in store!

"Oh dear God, c'mon? That id..." Deep breath. In. Out.

"Right, right. Ok. I'm gonna be blunt here. She's being a..." She chooses her language very carefully here.

"Very, very cross and annoying girl right now. Okay. Tell her you'll see her this weekend. Don't let her slip through. I think she's being avoidant. Real head-in-the-sand behaviour here." Heck, Hannah sounds incredibly annoyed.

"Tell her you'll see her this weekend. You get through class today, you get some flowers, get a nice suit and...oh screw it. You're free after class, right? Ta-kun."

Peeeer. "We're going shopping. We are going to make you absolutely stunning, and then you are going to make up with her, and have a wonderful time if I have to drag you two together. If she's anything like you, then she has friends who are going to drag her out of her cattiness, and then you're going to get a text or a call full of apologies."

Her head then hangs as she sighs. "She's being a girl, Ta-kun. Don't get yourself stressed over it. This war. /LOVE WAR/! And I'm your drill sergeant! Got it? We've got work to do." Takashi might be doomed.

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi is somewhat mollified by the fact that Hannah is as frustrated as he is. But, all the same, he turns and raises an eyebrow at her. "I'm going to take the middle road here."

TXT Ami-chan: Pizza is fine. There's a lot of weekend though. Why don't we narrow it down to Saturday evening?

"Maybe if she's just shy, asking for a time'll make it easier for her to commit a little bit?" Yeah, somewhere Takashi snuck back out.

"We're just going for pizza, Hannah." Takashi says calmly. "If I come all dressed up to the nines and she doesn't she might get anxious or something. And the last time I got her a gift I think she was allergic. And she's seen what I look like in a suit already. Do you think the flowers would really do any good?" he asks.

"...no roses, that's for damned sure." he adds after a moment of thought. "And look, if I give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she's nervous or shy, as much as I like you, wouldn't the worst thing be to push her into a war?" he asks, leaning forward.

"If I go 'on the attack' then she'd probably go 'on the defense' and maybe that's where she already kinda is." He's as much asking questions as stating his case here, though.

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah perks up just a bit. "Good thinking! See! When you're not freaking out, that head on your shoulder actually gets things done!" She sounds almost proud.

Wink. "Not so bad at people as you thought, huh?"

Chin-rub. She does consider it, though. "W...well, it works for me with Gull-chan anyway. I'll admit, I've dated a total of one extrovert, ever, and that lasted all of three days." Grin. Shudder.

Nod nod. "That's boring, but you're probably right. You bunch of nerds. And I'd not change that for a thing!" Cue a giggle. Then, she calms down just a bit.

"But yeah, that's the way to go. She's probably in a corner. Right now, I think walking that middle road of yours, staying wary, and letting her and hopefully some friends with some sense that care about her to help her sort out what /she's/ feeling. I'll bet she's confused right now too."

Then, she offers a warm smile. "I think you've got this one on the ropes. Don't screw up now, Ta-kun. You're doing good. Seriously, good comeback."

Takashi Agera has posed:
"I just can't figure out... why I freaked out." he says, looking down at the phone. "I... that's not like me. None of this is like me." he says, turning it over in his hand. No response yet. He's getitng tense again. Worrying. Waiting.

"Well I'm not saying I won't look good. Like. I have three outfits. Home, School, Suit." he says, with a laugh. "Besides, I always look good." Yeah, Takashi is sneaking back out when he isn't focused on slowly melting into a pile of tense crush panic - a crush he is still somehow not making the last connection on.

"Knowing Ami-chan she's with Tsukino-san or Kino-san." he muses, based on their time together. "I... do not know which of those would worry me more."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Silence at first, but then, another squeeze of the shoulder. "Nope, not like you at all. But you're worried, more worried and vulnerable than I've ever seen you. But you can get through this. I believe in you, Takashi. Remember this. You're going to overcome this painful, awkward, horrible experience, and you're going to come out of it stronger and more knowledgeable than you were before." She reassures him.

And then out comes the Takashi. And his /wardrobe/! "Th...Three? That's it?" Her jaw drops a moment. Sigh. "Oh yeah. We're going shopping. But /after/ you patch things up with Ami."

"Yeah, yeah, jerk, I know you will. Wait...Usagi Tsukino?" She doesn't know whether to be relieved or terrified.

"I haven't met this Kino, but I know Usagi. I'm a little hopeful. And a lot, a /LOT/ horrified. I'm saying my prayers with you in them tonight, Ta-kun. Here. You're gonna need it." Cue a cross around poor Takashi's neck.

Ami Mizuno has posed:
TXT Takashi-kun: I guess ... maybe. Where and when? Are we just doing pizza or what?

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi looks over at the suddenly very helpful Hannah. "I don't mean this to sound terribly cruel, but I think you might have been spending too much time with Gull-chan?" he says, smirking. "You're starting to sound like one of the Cures, and you already had the punching and kicking bit down."

"Well no, I mean three types. Don't misunderstand!" he says, flailing about arms waving in a panic. "Just three TYPES. I have more than three suits alone." he says. This may, in fact, not be at all what Hannah's concerned about.

"Yeah, Usagi Tsukino. She's a good friend of Ami-chan's. I think Chiba is, for whatever unacceptable reason." Just talking about Mamoru Chiba makes him snarky.

He blinks when Hannah puts her cross around him. He smiles. "I'll take it, but-" before he can protest there's the bell sounding that they're late for classes. "Thanks a lot, Hannah-chan." he says with a smile that just breaks into a grin at calling her that. "Consider it payback for helping you."

He looks down at his phone. Before he suggests something more he catches himself again.

TXT Ami-chan: Why don't we just take it one step at a time. We'll do pizza and if we want to do something else after, that's fine too?

TXT Ami-chan: Do you have a favorite pizza place? I don't get much pizza, but I'm sure I can ask around and find somewhere that's not bad if you don't.