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Mess? What mess?
Splendid seemed ignorant to his surroundings. Either that, or he'd already acknowledged it and simply accepted that the gym was indeed a mess. It certainly wasn't his fault, right? It must have been like this when he came and he hadn't noticed.
"Thank you! ☆ Ah? I assure you, I was being careful."
He gave a sure nod as he flipped the paddle in his hands once he had it returned to him once more. It was more likely to him that the handle had been too slippery for use than his own clumsiness. "Oh! Do you play this game? It's kind of exciting but I haven't had anyone to play with." Of course, given who he was.. Chances were, he'd play in a bizarre fashion. He's not one to take his own strength into consideration either..
"I do know the basics so there's absolutely no need to teach me. So? Are you up for the challenge?"
Once stepping in to the sports hall Smile backed up fast. There was already someone there looking rather enthused - a bit too much so. Several sports equipment were scattered around, broken and destroyed…
Unsure what to do Smile remained at the entrance grasping his bag. Staying in one place however soon to be a mistake. Smile barely managed to avoid the paddle that after passing him crashed on the wall as well as unraveled a neat pile of sports equipment into a chaotic mess.
Smile picked up the paddle up giving it a good look. At least it seemed to be intact… Frankly he was rather against giving it back but as it wasn’t his he knew he had hand it back.
< … >
< You could at least try to be more careful with it…. >
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familiar face ☆ flippy
It was a day like most others. Splendid had grown accustomed to living in his own world, likely ignorant to the violent world he'd been living in. The deaths that occurred or otherwise were ignored and he continued his daily life as comfortably as he possibly could. Some hero. But he did help with what he could... He'd just been too late to the scene at some points. Perhaps it was for his own sanity, his radio was turned up constantly. Even now, ear buds were tucked in and he was hardly paying attention to his surroundings. Splendid wore a pair of oven mitts and carried yet another fresh loaf of bread.. Perfect and not burned at all! With no distractions, anything was possible. Still, he wasn't paying attention.. Humming a fanfare that was nothing like whatever song he was listening to... This couldn't possibly end well.
And it didn't.
As cliche as it was, a corner was turned and given his own pace it was a clash! It almost ended tragically, for both of them plus his bread, but Splendid had quick reflexes, see? While the other could have fallen back and his bread could have flown it's own way, Splendid acted quickly. First, he caught the other -- an arm wrapped around their waist to keep them from falling back -- and then his eyes were up to locate and successfully catch the bread with one oven mitt'd hand. Once he was sure it was safe, he peered down at the person now in his arms with a relieved smile despite their current position.
"Phew! ☆ You almost made me drop it!"
His relieved expression soon changed to one more curious. Staring hard at the person he still held unblinking and apparently not ready to assist the other in standing straight once more, Splendid's brow furrowed. "Hrm..." He knew this one, didn't he? As if on cue, one of his ear buds popped out and a gasp emitted from him. "Ah- Hold on!" Without thinking of the consequences, he practically dropped the soldier he previously held to remove the second earbud and turn off his radio to pay attention to this familiar face.
"Floppy. Right? Er.. Nippy? Slippy..."
Wrong.
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