Yosuke Hanamura (
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Entry tags:
- aqua [au1],
- arturia pendragon [au1],
- atoli (chigusa kusaka) [ou],
- date masamune [au1],
- ginia rosentia (dragonborn) [ou],
- hizumi mizushiro [ou],
- latooni suvota [ou],
- misery [ou],
- nanako dojima [ou],
- pit [ou],
- riku [au1],
- ruri hoshino [ou],
- xion [au2],
- yamato hotsuin [ou],
- yosuke hanamura [ou],
- yu narukami [ou],
- yukiko amagi [ou]
[OPEN] Snowball Fight!!
Who: Yosuke Hanamura and you!
Where: Any city districts, late afternoon
Summary: So it's snowing everywhere!! You know what that means right? (And if you don't, Yosuke will quickly teach you.) Yes, that's right. Snowball fight. He will be instigating pretty much anyone with a snowball to the back. Character reactions ensue!
Warnings: Snowball violence?
Wow, Yosuke hadn't seen this much snow in a while! It'd been a few months- from his perspective, about five, considering the weird jump in time that came from coming to this world- since the last drifts of snow had fallen on Inaba. What made the snow here especially cool, though, was the way the city made it look, especially at night.
But the best thing about snowy days, by far, was getting off of work early and being able to just run around in it. Sure, it was a pain in the ass to have to literally drag his bike through the snow, and sure he might've looked like a dumb kid romping through it, but hey, he was going to enjoy himself!
And of course that's when he got the idea- the terrible idea that came from just not caring that he looked absolutely ridiculous running around in the snow- to start some snowball fights.
He's not really paying attention to who he's hitting so whoever you are, whether he mistook you for someone else, whether he was aiming for someone else, or whether he just doesn't care, you are now getting a snowball right between the shoulder blades.
How do you react?
Where: Any city districts, late afternoon
Summary: So it's snowing everywhere!! You know what that means right? (And if you don't, Yosuke will quickly teach you.) Yes, that's right. Snowball fight. He will be instigating pretty much anyone with a snowball to the back. Character reactions ensue!
Warnings: Snowball violence?
Wow, Yosuke hadn't seen this much snow in a while! It'd been a few months- from his perspective, about five, considering the weird jump in time that came from coming to this world- since the last drifts of snow had fallen on Inaba. What made the snow here especially cool, though, was the way the city made it look, especially at night.
But the best thing about snowy days, by far, was getting off of work early and being able to just run around in it. Sure, it was a pain in the ass to have to literally drag his bike through the snow, and sure he might've looked like a dumb kid romping through it, but hey, he was going to enjoy himself!
And of course that's when he got the idea- the terrible idea that came from just not caring that he looked absolutely ridiculous running around in the snow- to start some snowball fights.
He's not really paying attention to who he's hitting so whoever you are, whether he mistook you for someone else, whether he was aiming for someone else, or whether he just doesn't care, you are now getting a snowball right between the shoulder blades.
How do you react?
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Fortunately, she's a pretty small target, so the snow actually sails over her and instead smashes into the trunk of a nearby tree growing on the side of the road. The impact shakes the upper branches and a bit of the snow covering them falls down on her head. Maybe that's... partial credit for an impact?
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She had some errands to run and that snowball was not helpful at all when it hit her. She didn't sound angry but there was a hinting of annoyance.
"Yosuke-kun, what are you doing?"
Careful, she might hit you back with a snowball too.
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Then within a few seconds she's back up, turning around and hurling one back behind her.
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I had to actually go calculate when in the year her canonpoint is in the AU...
I have to keep calculating Yosukes physical age vs how many birthdays he's had, i feel your pain
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The witch pauses for a moment, then turns slowly back towards Yosuke. "May I HELP you?" she asks, in a tone of voice as cold as the snowball that hit her head.
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Permission for comedic retribution overkill?
All of the permission granted. He's got Diarama, he'll be fine.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
Oh he so deserved this.
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Holy shit I am terrible at tagging. orz
it's okaaay
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Hope you've got a good explanation, Yosuke.
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Did someone just...throw snow at him!?
Yamato turned around with a very unamused expression, his eyebrow twitching slightly as he zeroed in on the perpetrator. Tch...
"You better have a good reason for doing that..." he said, his tone deceptively calm.
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Still, it was only snow. So she did what any sane teenage girl would do in such a situation:
She turned, scooping up a snowball of her own, and flung it right back at Yosuke.
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Congratulations, Yosuke. You just pegged your leader in the face with that huge wet one. The snow slid off of Yu's face... revealing that as usual, his expression didn't change from the usual lineface.
"...Yosuke."
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I REGRET NOTHING
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And considering there isn't anybody else around it could have possibly been... Have a snowball flying straight at your face, dude.
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1/2
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Masamune doesn't jump, but there's a visible shudder as the snowball connects, and he stiffens instinctively.
A guy's just minding his own business and then he gets nailed. Ooooooh boy. Yosuke, you are so getting a facewash.
So. Yeah. Have a guy in his late teens with an eyepatch slowly turning to face whoever hit him. And probably looking ready to start something. Because Masamune doesn't sometimes realize how intimidating he might come off as.]
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Pardon any icon inconsistencies
no regrets were had in the making of this tag
Ah. It was just a snowball... Maybe she should...
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Wait, where did she go? The lady was there a second ago, wasn't she? Well... unfortunately for Yosuke, cold weather did not equate to her not buying ice cream for her or her friends to enjoy. It just meant that it was likely to be accompanied by a cup of something warm to drink later. This time, though?
It equated to a style-change.
Don't mind her aiming and firing a blast of vanilla ice cream exactly where you hit her. Eye for an eye, after all. Also don't mind the strange sword-but-key in her hand. Master Keeper is totally a normal thing, okay.
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A sigh escapes from her lips as for a brief moment she remembers a world she rather wouldn't have on her mind. Her shoulders drop a little bit, and her head falls...
only for her to stoop down and start gathering some snow in her gloved hands.
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in the challenge-your-best-friend-to-a-spar-in-the-snow-while-he-thinks-you-are-the-enemy-kind of way, and the second hadn't been for long (thankfully), but overall? He really, really could do without it.(He's from a tropical island. Sue him.)
So... even though he has invested into a warm coat by now (and a sweater or two), he really, really isn't all too impressed by that snowball that just hit him on the back of his head.
There are really only two people that he'd let get away with this.He turns slowly, face blank and eyes narrowed. (...You might want to start planing a strategic retreat Yosuke.)
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laaate i'm sorryyy
It's okay, I was late first. orz
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".....I see."
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