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[perfectsymmetry]

[A) Crowe is out for a walk today, looking exhausted as he sometimes does. Nightmares have been back after the zombie incident, so he hasn't been sleeping well. He yawns as he casually tosses papers to people's houses... but they're not going where they should be. They might be heading through your window, into the garden or right for your head. Oops.

B) After he's done doing his paper deliveries after school, Crowe will be out to check on all of his friends to make sure they're doing alright. Feel free to say he's stopping by your house, or that he meets you somewhere in town. Also, he'll be stopping by 846 Goldberg St. to see his two friends who live there, carrying a bag with him. Crowe's not much of a cook, but he's brought some dinner by! Knock knock.

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C) Phone call, filtered from drones:]

Ah, h-hi everyone. I hope you're all recovering well after... all that. Um. Anyway. I was wondering... awhile ago, we used to play this crazy sport called Blitzball. Think of it as something like underwater rugby. It takes a lot of work, but it's really fun. W-We used to have a coach and a team for it, but they're pretty much all gone now... But, um, if anyone's interested, I'll teach you how to play. I don't know if we'll get enough for two teams, a-and we don't have the veteran coach and the proper ball, but I'm willing to try. If anyone's interested, maybe we can meet this weekend at the high school's indoor pool. Let me know.

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C) Phone call, filtered from drones:]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Blitzball?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they don't have it where I'm from, but there was a man here named Jecht that taught it... Ah, I think you might actually like it, Garviel.

B)

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[ After opening the door. ]

Oh.... hi crowe.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Yukari, hi. I-I wanted to... say hi. See how things were going.

B

[mute-mystic.livejournal.com]

[Silence hasn't gotten around to taking the obvious route to getting his arm back; he knows Lucas and Crowe know exactly what he might try to do, and he'd rather keep it from them if he can. And perhaps it's just his imagination, but Lucas seems to be keeping an unusually close eye on him...he can't tell if it's suspicion or solicitousness.

Either way, when he opens the door, the arm is still missing, and his left sleeve is pinned up carefully at the elbow. However, he looks much better otherwise, having had time to recover, and he smiles brightly at Crowe, stepping back automatically to let him inside.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[That bright smile is returned, and Crowe walks in.]

H-Hey, I decided to stop by and... Um, I-I thought I would stop in to see how you and Lucas were doing, a-and I thought I'd bring by some dinner too...

[He holds up the paper bag.]

A

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[That paper is totally missing it's target, and a loud screech will probably be what informs Crowe that it was way off target. Thankfully, if he looks over, it looks like Kira will have managed to duck the paper just in time to avoid a good knock to the head]

1/2

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe snaps back to reality and looks panicked.] A-Ah! Oh God I am so sorry, are you--

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Kira?

B

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

((Because I missed Callie's response, whoops.))

[Lucas will be trudging home from school a bit later, having decided that one hour of piano practice today was enough. He'll call out as he enters.]

Hi, Mr. Silence...! I'm home.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe's head pokes out from the dining room, and he gives a little wave.]

Oh, there you are. Um. I brought dinner. I wanted to see how you were doing.

B

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart opens his door, happening to find crowe.]

Yo Crowe!

Whatsup, bro?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe fives him a tired smile. He figured Mart would be in a good mood, which was comforting.] Hey. Just stopping by to see if you were still living and breathing.

A, because Iceland needs to get hit with all the things

[volcanoes]

[Smacked in the face with a newspaper.]

glad i could help o7

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe was in mid-yawn and didn't even notice at first. Wait, what was that noise?]

What-- Oh no, I-- Iceland did I-- are you--?

A

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[A lesser-known fact is that Lancer has a passive skill against projectiles. So of course it would be impossible to hit someone like him with a newspaper, wouldn't it?]

[WHACK.]

[Alas, it only works if he sees it coming.]

Ow--what the hell, kid?!

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Crowe is pretty strong after all!]

Oh! Oh sorry, I-I didn't even see you there. A-Are you alright?

B

[beamiracle.livejournal.com]

[Answerin' the door~]

Oh! Crowe-san.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Hey, Lion. I was just, ah, checking up on everyone, after... this mess we just had.

A!

[shadowflashkick.livejournal.com]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Good timing indeed.] L-Look ou-- Oh no. Sorry!!

A

[nanocerancowboy.livejournal.com]

[CLANGPFH]

[That'd be the sound of a newspaper ricocheting off the side of this CAST's head as he's heading to work. It causes him to stop in his tracks momentarily, looking for whoever just beaned him with the paper.]

[You've got some uncanny newspaper-flinging skills there, Crowe. You oughta be a pitcher for the baseball team!]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He's a pretty strong guy! Unfortunately he wasn't paying attention to how strong...

When the newspaper doesn't make a soft thud onto a porch or grass, but a clang, Crowe looks around.]

N-not again... S-Sorry! My fault...

[Placeholder technically, A!]

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[It's okay, Crowe, because Black Hayate is very good at avoiding flying objects! The dog yelps, whining, because that newspaper belongs on the grass and not almost hitting him.

A head pokes out the front door. Riza blinks, almost surprised to see Crowe.]

Are you all right?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

H-Hayate! O-Oh, s-sorry, yeah I'm... Sorry my aim i-- Oh, Riza! That's where you are now?

phone;

[gandere]

Blitzball... why would you play anything underwater? That doesn't seem like it would be a lot of fun.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I thought the same thing, until I tried it. It's a lot of fun, actually.

B

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa answers the door, but it looks like she ought to be in bed. ]

Hey, Calleo - come on in.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[She looks about as good as he does, then.]

Hi Ilsa. A-Ah, I was coming to see how you fared with everything that happened... You look utterly exhausted.

C Phone

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Blitzball? Now that's a word I haven't heard for a while. I can help you with that if you want.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, really? That would be great!

Y-Yeah... I really miss the team sometime.

C) Phone

[photonicfighter]

[Blitzball? Rugby? What? ...but it involved a pool and teams. Dakki liked both of those things.]

I think I'm interested in this Blitzball thing! I think. What's rugby?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ha, well... it's a type of football. Except you can run with the all in your hand and kick a goal, unlike regular football. Soccer. Whatever you may call it. Um, except this is all underwater and the matches are short.

A

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

[ Niou, thanks to his perfect timing, happens to step out the door right when Crowe throws the paper. Thankfully, tennis has taught him how to react fast, and he ducks before it can hit him.

He's about to start yelling when he realizes it's Crowe. So instead he raises an eyebrow in question. ]

Are you drunk? Because I'm pretty damn sure your aim usually isn't that shitty.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh, N-Niou, sorry! No, I'm not-- I-I just wasn't paying attention again. [He sighs, feeling defeated.] Sorry.

A

[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

[Congratulations Crowe, your aim was so good it actually knocked a sleeping Rainbow Dash out of a nearby tree. She gets up immediately, looking around with a startled look on her face.]

Wha-! What! Zombies where?! Lemme at 'em!!

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[THAT WAS HIGHLY UNEXPECTED.]

N-No! Sorry! No zombies, it's okay.

[tender-crook.livejournal.com]

[Kurt and Crowe count more like acquaintances rather than friends, but he bumps into him while Crowe's making a beeline for someone he actually knows, and that ridiculous head of hair catches Kurt's eye.]


Hey-- Crowe -- have you got a minute?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He'll stop for him, of course.] Ah, hi Kurt. Of course.