fried | pc ♠ koharu

[ good morning, we are at the arcade!

it's fumkin noisy in here but he's doing his best! he seems to be doggedly playing one game in particular. it's a rhythm game, one of those taiko drum ones, and he seems like he's really concentrating, ears perked up and forward. is he perhaps trying to get a high score? maybe. it's not out of the question because he actually is doing pretty good, he's got near perfects on all of the notes. oh, also, he's wearing this.

in any case, he's very clearly not paying attention to anything around him so this is your chance to jumpscare the shit out of him if you'd like. ]

[ Koharu does watch silently for a good long moment, but when he gets through a particularly tricky set of beats, she does gently gasp in awe. ]

You're crazy good at this!

[ okay she does absolutely scare the shit out of him which is probably funny because he drops the drumsticks in favor of grabbing his chest like a little old lady ]

Reignbow Arbiter -- [ in the cadence of jesus christ ] Where did you come from? How long have you been standing there?

[ the game is just like Miss! Miss! Miss! ]

—Oh!

[ Koharu startles too, wings puffing up like a spooked bird. ]

Oh, no! I'm sorry! I was standing here long enough that I thought you realized I was here!

[ wuahgh...

it's okay, he takes a deep breath. ]

No, I was... very involved in the game, apparently. My apologies, Miss Koharu. What did you say?

[ wheeze. the guilt she radiates is palpable. ]

I— I— I was just mentioning how good you were... Like a pro, even.

[ SWEET GIRL he can sense this, and brushes himself off. ]

Oh, thank you. [ maybe a touch gentle. ] I've had a lot of practice.

... It really is alright, don't worry.