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【OPEN/CLOSED】☆ WALK THROUGH STREETS OF GOLD WITH CIGARETTES YOU HAND ROLLED

WHO: Karamatsu Matsuno + anyone who wants him!
WHERE: Eluvio + throughout Bajikan.
WHEN: March catch all!
WHAT: A whole bunch of stuff. A dispute between Ichimatsu, a date with Carolina, district shenanigans in Luxuria with Dorothy and Carolina, Acedia with Jason, Ira with Sombra + Reaper, and Superbia will provide an open prompt. More may follow and will update is necessary.
WARNINGS: Drugs, alcohol, violence, language and possibly smut (eyes emoji).....

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_{[ He didn’t know what streak of luck he got when he didn’t get out right rejected by a woman. It happened on occasion: he would get fortunate only to have the date go horribly, or have all of his money wrung out of him. And yet, he didn’t care. He was that hopeless. If Carolina was going to manipulate him, use him to pay for everything and then forget about him, so be it. At least he got to spend a ~*~*date*~*~ with somebody and somehow in his stupid little head that made him feel better about himself.

Yeah, it’s that bad.

Carolina had chosen a shooting range and it wasn’t Karamatsu’s cup of tea for a date— he’s personally prefer to take somebody some place romantic and flowery, dim lights and fine dining, drinking wine, etc. If this is what landed him a date though, he supposes he could comply. After all, he did have a fascination and love with guns.

The shooting range was.. functional. It wasn’t in the best situation right now with the situation that the entire ship was in, but it was doable. Some lanes were closed and the lighting wasn’t the best, so it probably wasn’t entirely smart to go to a place like this right now. Karamatsu didn’t think once to rearrange their plans, fearing maybe Carolina would back out if he tried to.
In any case, the attire he picks for something like this is absolutely ridiculous, but it’s still a *~*~*date*~*~* so he wanted to look his “best.” His hair was even combed backwards and slicked back the best it could be.

His “best.”

He waits anxious for Carolina outside the range, one knee bouncing, with the revolver he had gotten from Sombra when he first got here. Maybe she can.. show him how to better use it? ]}

[ there are worse things, carolina keeps reminding herself. the longer she spends with the people on this ship, the more she worries that most of them have no chance of defending themselves if things went spectacularly sideways some day, which makes her embarrassingly inclined to help out how she can. it's a pretty new thing for her, trying to train people. and this guy she's meeting up with can be obnoxious but he clearly has his heart in the right place, no matter what ridiculous things he may say about it.

so this isn't a total mistake. not yet, at least.

carolina's adapted a magnetic lock to wear as a holster on her thigh, making it and the mission-earned pistol attached to it an awkwardly unfashionable addition to her clothing choice for the day. she's not dressed up, so to speak, but her jeans and blue blouse fit well enough and there's evidence she's done something with her hair. it's not real date attire, but it sure is carolina-trying-a-little attire.

on time, she scans the odd individuals outside the range, her eyes finally settling on the younger man she recognizes from his video broadcasts... only to realize she only knows his username and she's pretty sure calling him twocool won't be her finest moment.

naturally, this means she just approaches as if she absolutely does remember his name and is just choosing not to use it. ]

Sorry if I kept you waiting.

_{[ Oh, and there she is. It's a blind date if he ever knew one (he never has) but he hadn't exactly expected a red-haired, taller woman. A red-head! His knees might grow weak if he continues to think about it. He takes notice to probably legs first but his eyes bounce up quickly to her face, especially to see her eyes. It's pretty embarrassingly obvious he's checking her out.

There's a long, awkward pause. Suddenly, he jolts, as if fixing his posture to appear more confident. ]}

Ah, fret not, as I would wait for eternity for somebody as radiant as you.
_{[ please run. ]}

[ green eyes stare back at him, carolina's expression not sure if she wants to be uncomfortable or vaguely endeared. she's not exactly a stranger to being checked out, but this is... why did she agree to this again? surely she could have found some other way to satisfy her promise to wash. ]

You, uh... lay it on pretty thick, don't you?

[ at least it's not terribly crude. small mercies. ]

_{[ green eyes, have mercy. He's so stupidly attracted to such color. He completely snaps out of it again, twirling his fingers through his hair from a nervous habit. He conceals his actual feelings rather well, replacing them with extravagant speech and a cocky smile. ]}

Heh. Life is too short lay it on any other way, don't you think? Would you rather go big, or not at all? Ah, there is beauty in those who give it all, do you not agree?
_{[ oh great, we're already getting profound. Carolina just wanted to shoot shit up. ]}

Edited 2017-03-09 06:24 (UTC)

There's something to be said for people who go all in.

[ carolina doesn't quite smile, but there's a suggestion of agreement in her expression, an unspoken you have a point there. of course, then she probably ruins it with her negative follow-up. ]

Where it counts, at least. You don't have to eat breakfast with the same intensity you take to a fight.

Are you certain?
_{[ He's a very.. energetic person no matter what the situation is. He's kind of all over the place, externally and internally. Before they even move, he nudges her with his elbow, wanting to escort her.. ???? how bizarre, y'all are at the shooting range, not fancy dining. but he'll make fancy dining out of this, by golly. ]}

I feel although it s just important to replenish the body as it is to exert it.

[ she looks down at his elbow, but if she even understands what he's trying to pull off, she doesn't go for it, instead giving him a pat on the shoulder and gesturing for the door of the range. ]

Still, priorities. Come on, let's see if you even know how to hold your gun.

[ sorry you don't to escort her! but carolina will let herself in first. that's polite, right? ]

_{[ SHE TOUCHED HIM.
it's okay, stay calm, Karamatsu. It takes him a moment to relieve his elbow down and he follows after her. ]}

Hmph. I can hold the gun just fine, as I have shot weapons before back home for recreation— for fun!
... there is also an arcade near my house where I play shooting games.

_{[ this is going to be bad... he has a lethal weapon with him. ]}

Though, I suppose with your assistance, I should improve, non?
_{[ he's letting you help him! ]}

I sure hope so. [ or this date's going to be painful in more ways than one, she worries.

still, once they're in, she picks a far stall for them to claim, pulling up the control interface to start adjusting the targets. carolina's attention may not be on karamatsu, but her voice is ever so slightly warmer. training facilities always feel sort of homey to her. ]

Let's start with something close-range, see where we're going to be starting from.

_{[ As expected, all of this is brand new to Karamatsu, so he's taking in everything Carolina is doing, occasionally flickering his gaze to simply just look at her because wowee-wow, she's cool and hot. He doesn't take notice to a lot of things, but he does take notice to the slight change in her voice.

Who knew girls would be so fond of weapons? ]}

Ah! You're right, that might be best. After all, I have not even used this gun. Sombra-san seemed insistent that she get me one, however, and she purchased herself a matching one as well.

_{[ "purchased." ]}

I'm certain you know more about these things, if you'd like to even use the weapon first.
_{[ rule 1: never mention your other Karamatsu Girl to another Karamatsu Girl. he just already blew it. ]}

[ carolina tilts her head at that, looking sidelong at karamatsu and then the weapon in question. ]

A gift from Sombra, was it? I get the feeling it wasn't really purchased. [ safe to say she's pretty familiar with the other woman, then. or other karamatsu girl, as the case may be. ] But I'd love to see what she picked out for you.

[ and judge it, probably. ]

_{[ Karamatsu has been keeping his weapon on hand at all times, especially after discovering Rey's organs in the tree at the atrium. Of course, he pulls it from a holster that is under the outrageous jaket he's wearing. It looks like this. He hands it over to Carolina without hesitance. ]}

It does not fire bullets— it fires lasers. It is noisy when charging and crackles slightly when it fires and after time it will be too warm to touch by the time it is through with its rounds. I am unfamiliar with such weapons, but it came from the market.. ah, the black market.

_{[ He has no idea how dangerous it is, tbh. He's talking about it like its a toy gun.
Also, please don't tell him what a black market is. He followed Sombra there completely unaware he was surrounded by criminals. ]}

[ it's not like she would ever expect sombra to be procuring things through perfectly legitimate channels, so carolina doesn't even have anything to say about the black market bit. of course it's black market tech. it probably would've been back where she came from, too.

she's hardly listening to karamatsu anyway, examining the pistol for a moment to get some idea of how it works - and weapon identification comes easy to her, so she's comfortable with it immediately - before she thumbs the safety off. and then, a few seconds after karamatsu stops talking, carolina has the gun up and fired, a scorch mark dead centre of the target she's just adjusted. she hadn't taken time to bother aiming it, but she keeps it up, feeling the weight and warmth of it in her hand for a few long seconds before she finally nods her approval. ]

You might want to think about gloves, if overheating's going to be an issue.

_{[ SHE JUST. FIRED IT. JUST LIKE THAT.
AND HITS THE TARGET. NO PROBLEM.

he'd be lying if he said he didn't have the biggest metaphorical boner right now. Badass girls are so cool. ]}

O-oh, I see, of course. Gloves— yes... that is a terrific idea.
_{[ his voice is so small.. what did you do, Carolina? ]}

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