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"Helloooo! You've reached Jaune Arc! If I'm not answering, it means I'm probably off somewhere fighting monsters or... doing something really awesome like saving a cat, or the president's son! You know how it is, a leader's schedule can be really hectic nowadays, ha ha! Just kidding, I'm probably in school, but I'd totally do those things if I ha-- [BEEP]"
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[ They're the worst couple ever.
Who even taught Pyrrha how to do that? ]
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Jaune??
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are you ok?
wait did my cerevice do that thing again
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worthless hunk of junk
this is why i throw it at things!!
[ Someone is mixing up their cause and effect. ]
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I think throwing it at things is why this happens
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ah look at us
classic he said she said
<3 <3 :))) im home in 3 mins
[ At least they won't have to talk through this unreliable junk for the rest of the day! ]
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[ When he gets there, he'll find Pyrrha fairly engrossed in her task. She brought her work home with her today, and is re-sorting all of Rideaux's case studies and research reports in the order he dictated. She also has to have everything back to him by 7am, so the entire common area floor is covered in papers as she slowly puts them back in his alphabetical organizer.
Very, very slowly. There's, like, hundreds of papers here and his writing is neat, but small.
Pyrrha doesn't even hear Jaune when he comes in. ]
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waiting for the sitcom audience to stop laughing and cheeringwith an azalea flower he picked up along the way. Pyrrha's favourite, he remembers!... But seriously, what the fuck is going on in this room. ]
...Is this a bad time? [ He asks jokingly, announcing that he has in fact come home. ]
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One thing's for sure, a few words from him is enough to get her into a playful mood. Pyrrha reaches behind to grab his wrist and the next few moments depend on how pliant and caught off guard he is.
If he doesn't put up a fight, she'll have maneuvered him onto his back, with Pyrrha kneeling triumphantly beside. It won't hurt, she's far too precise for that, but there will be some papers crinkling beneath him. Rideaux would be so unhappy if he knew.
Oh, well. Jaune's home! :D ←
LiterallyFiguratively Pyrrha. ]No, not at all.
[ Belatedly, she notices the flower. ...Is it even still alive after that? ]
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Hey.
[ Lying on the floor, one can safely assume that Jaune has been caught off-guard. His deer in headlights eyes confirm as much, but it doesn't take long for them to take a different, more enamored form, once Jaune looks up at Pyrrha. ]
... You look lovely. [ For someone who's been buried in notes all day, she really does! Though, really, the word "love" was the first thing that came to his mind just there. ]
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Hello.
[ Although Pyrrha's not even remotely ready to hear that particular L-word in its non-conjugated form, the compliment does its job. She shifts a bit to straddle his legs, careful to keep her weight evenly propped so he's not bearing all of it, and then bends to kiss him. It's easy enough for someone as flexible as Pyrrha.
The kiss doesn't last too long, though - just enough to leave him wanting. ]
How was work?
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H-Heh... I'm the only non-automated street cleaner left in all of Cerealia, so... yep, totally had my work cut out for me. [ He didn't do anything, though. He never really does what they pay him to. ]
You've been busy, too. [ Judging from all those papers around them... and underneath him. ]
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Yeah, I had to take my work home with me today.
[ Not that she seems particularly interested in any of it at the moment. If she has to get up early tomorrow to get it finished before leaving for the research tower, she will. ]
I - could use a break, though.
[ She's being subtle. ]
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When he hears her "subtlety", Jaune lowers the paper closer to his face, and he peeks out just enough so that his blue eyes are visible to her. ]
... Wh-what kind of break?
[ Not that it needs to be seen, but he's definitely smiling between that paper-thin barrier between them. Playful Pyrrha is cute, even if she's manhandling the hell out of him. ... No, it's probably because of it, rather in spite of, Jaune thinks. ]
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It's very childish. ]
I'll tell you... But only if you can get this back from me.
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Ah, perhaps I already have.
[ Jaune holds up a different piece of paper, hoping Pyrrha would check if she's still holding the one that Jaune is supposed to get. Best case scenario is she takes his word for it and he's declared the winner, ending with Pyrrha begging him to reveal how he pulled it off, only for him to say "a magician never tells" and then it rains confetti over them as they make out. Freeze frame, credits roll.
A more realistic scenario is that it's an obvious trick, as the two papers don't really look that much alike. ]
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The making out part sounds good, tbh. ]
You clearly haven't.
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[ Jaune bends his knees to push Pyrrha towards him as he tries reaching for it this time, one hand securing her free wrist. ]
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She's forced to shift, holding the paper far above her head, arm taut but not wavering. ]
We can end this now, if you declare my supremacy.
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Plus he likes this game. ]
You wish! I'm giving you a chance to forfeit before I bust out my secret move and embarrass you!
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[ 1: She's confident that whatever his secret move is, she can react quickly enough to evade it.
2: She's quite curious to see if he's actually bluffing or not, and if he's not, what he'll do next.
3: This is not a work appropriate use of resources. Whoops? ]
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[ Jaune pulls himself up, trying to draw his face closer to hers. ]
But this is one move... you won't be able to...
[ His mouth is so close to hers, she can probably feel his breath on her lips by now-- ]
...avoid.
[ --and then he takes out his crappy CereVice and activates the strobe light feature, flashing it right in her face. ]
Ha!! Strobe'd!!
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She's too busy being indignant to notice, anyway. ]
Jaune!
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