Glamour Failure

[animusmods]

Characters: any
Setting: all around the Tower
Format: any/party-style
Summary: A general mingle log for the reaction to the beginning of the Idealism event.
Warnings: PG-13; please include any more detailed warnings in your threads if necessary

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[yougotthatwrong]

[Well, pulled down he was, and fortunately for her he didn't entirely fall onto her as he immediately used his right hand to stop his fall.

Unfortunately their face are kind of inches away now, which lasted for all but a second before Naegi began scooting away and apologizing profusely for what just happened.]

Ah, I'm really sorry! Are you alright?

[prayed]

[It's probably fortunate that he moved, because the idea of shoving him flat on his ass (or, better yet, outright decking him,) is incredibly tempting right now.

She was about to yell at him to watch where he's going--completely ignoring the fact that it's her own fault for not moving out of the way--, but stops when she realizes who it is. After all, there's no way she could mistake the voice of this boy who she just can't seem to stop running into. She sits up, leaning back on her palms, glaring at him and feeling far more embarrassed than she really should.]

You again!?

[Really, how is it that they keep running into each other like this?]

[yougotthatwrong]

A-ah, it's me again...

[There's... no doubt on the owner of the voice, especially considering the surprised tone in her voice. At this point he's just thinking if the world has a thing with pairing them together within this kind of mess without their permission. Awkwardly scratching the back of his head, he's going to continue.]

You look well, at least...?

[And that's one more worry out of his system.]