[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[thenotsostraightman]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

.......

WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn!)) 

Comments

[mister_foppish]

No. I think I may have given you the wrong impression, which I'm sorry for, but I must decline. [He said with a hint of warning in his voice, suddenly a lot more firmer than he was before.]

We've just met. [Pegasus frowned, unable to move far but recovering from his previous shock rather quickly.] I wasn't aware you were bringing me here because you thought we would...well, that.

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[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan loses that playful look of his and replaces it instead with a mixture of fear, shock and obvious embarrassment.]

Oh. Uh. [While Ivan tries his damnedest to mask that embarrassment, he takes a few steps back.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Finally after taking a moment to fumble for his thoughts and realize that he suddenly feels very vulnerable in the almost-nothing he's wearing, Ivan speaks as condescendingly as he can manage.]

...Are you serious? Tch. I should have known better than to give an American any intellectual credit.

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[mister_foppish]

[Mood...definitely soured. He turns cold, glaring at him for a moment. But then decidedly deflates. It was, admittedly, partly his fault. His ignorance on such matters did not allow him to pick up all the signals given he normally never deals with such a thing, but that hardly warranted being insulted like that!

It does make Pegasus at least hold his temper in check. For now.]

That's uncalled for!

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[mister_foppish]

My being American has absolutely nothing to do with it. [How does one say something like this? He almost feels sort of bad but is still a bit indignant about the whole thing.]

I'm sorry, I can't... It's much too sudden. I barely know you. I'm simply not that kind of person. Forgive me, Major, but this is the first time I've been propositioned like this and I didn't understand that that's what you wanted initially. I'm not sure what to think.

[ivantheterrible]

[Pegasus's words seem to go in one ear and out the other as Ivan's eyes wander around, his fingers tapping anxiously and his knee bouncing incessantly. When Pegasus is finally done, he doesn't waste a moment blurting out his response.]

I don't care.

[He rolls his eyes, reaching up to adjust one lock of hair behind his ear before shooting Pegasus another deathly look.] Just don't tell anybody and get out of my face.

[mister_foppish]

Fine. Then we've nothing more to discuss.

[That was the last straw. Of all the absolute nerve, no one spoke to Pegasus like that and got away with it! He'd at least attempted to let him down gently but then Ivan had to go and be a jerk about it. Pegasus was the kind of person who needed to be handled with finesse, and that was the furthest point from it!

Pegasus turned, and promptly walked away, fuming. If he was going to be so immature about the whole thing then there was no use wasting his time further.]

[ivantheterrible]

[The older Russian merely rolls his eyes, saying nothing as Pegasus starts to walk off. However, it's only a few seconds later than he turns around, shouting back over his shoulder.]

Hey! [He grins spitefully, lifting his hand up to give Pegasus a thumbs-up. It's meant as quite the insult, but Ivan isn't aware that it may be lost in translation.]