Appointment's Post II

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[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]

Old appointment's post can be found here.

Comments

[middlegames]

Why do you make it then?

[He could make pizza. Maybe. If it pays in ice cream he could, anyways. ...though if he got married his future wife might not like ice cream, so maybe she wouldn't be happy with that.

He could make sure to marry a wife that definitely likes ice cream? Oh but then maybe he would get tired of it, hrm.]

[feistytrader]

For the ice cream. My version of you swindled me into it.

[middlegames]

[He blinks, and then his eyes round with understanding.]

You work for me?

[THAT SOUNDS KINDA COOL. He's heard stories about him being big before, but not many. No one in Luceti knew him from when he was older other than his friends from home and Katara, though with her for only a little while. So this is something new.]

Does the grown up me work at that store?

[feistytrader]

He's the one who runs it. [Him or Masaomi. Or both. Probably both. Now that he puts it like that, it makes a lot more sense that a convenience store apparently didn't exist to him.

...Wait.] How do you know about grown up you, anyway? [Did someone else already tell him about it?]

[middlegames]

[After he had left Silver earlier, Shikamaru had in fact realized his grave error in showing any familiarity in the first place.

It's too late to cover it up now he already knows, but faced with actually having to explain things he makes a show of looking put out. He puts his pizza down with an exaggerated sigh, wiping his hand off on his pants.]

How troublesome. [Here he bows his head, palming his face in a gesture more reminiscent to something you'd see from an adult.] I thought I could keep it secret a little longer, you know? It's no fun this way...

[feistytrader]

You're right. Now that I know your secret, I'm gonna share it with the whole village.

[...No really Shikamaru he has no idea what you're talking about, what's going on-]

[middlegames]

[Pfft.] Yeah right. You might talk more than the Silver I'm used to, but so do the birds and the fish, and about every other animal in this village.

[It's the principle of the thing. He lost the game, man. ):]

[feistytrader]

...He's not that bad, is he?

[...Should he apologize again?]

1/2

[middlegames]

[...bad is such a subjective term.]

[middlegames]

[SHRUG.]

You're not that different, so whatever. I guess I can trust you.

[Because wow this is such an issue. Only not because even he gets Luceti does stuff like this all the time. He just wanted to milk it for his own benefit. Shikamaru picks a sausage off of his pizza and pops it in his mouth, chewing around his words.]

I wasn't always small like this.

[feistytrader]

[...He... Wasn't always small like that.]

Well, yeah. But how do you know about that? [Isn't he supposed to be small and from some ninja world and that's as complex as it gets?]

[...He... Wasn't always small like that.]

Well, yeah. But how do you know about that? [Isn't he supposed to be small and from some ninja world and that's as complex as it gets?]

[middlegames]

[Whoa talk about a record scratch.]

Chouji told me. And Katara and Ino, and everyone else.

[Shikamaru blinks and looks around the room, observing things more carefully now. How weird. So that one experiment is going on here too...]

[feistytrader]

[...Why's he looking around like that? What happened?]

Then let me ask a different question. [Chouji's his best friend, right? And Ino's someone important to him, and Katara...] How long have you been small?

[The answer shouldn't be longer than a day or two, but... That Chouji guy isn't even here anymore. Is he?]

[middlegames]

Hmm... [Thinks. Doesn't take very long to do the math.] Almost four years?

[Just. As if this is a casual thing to say.]

[feistytrader]

[Oh yeah four years that's no big de-]

Four years? [Four years? How?]

[middlegames]

Yeah. [It's okay, Silver, he's had to have this conversation like ten times when everyone from Konoha showed up older than him.]

See, what Chouji told me is when I first came to Luceti I was the same age as him. But then a couple months after that there was this experiment where a buncha stuff was going on? I turned into a kid during it, but when the experiment was over I didn't go back to normal.

[feistytrader]

...But when that happens, things usually go back to normal in a few days. A few weeks tops. [Not... In four years. More than four years, given that he's still stuck as a kid...]

[middlegames]

You've never met anyone who's gotten stuck?

[feistytrader]

[...He shakes his head. A few people got "stuck" during that time everyone went home and came back different, a few people- himself included- got stuck after that valentine's experiment a couple of years ago...

But nothing like this.

...Right?]

[middlegames]

...wow. That's freaky. [Said very calmly, as he takes another bite of pizza.] It happens all the time.

[Well not to everyone, but often enough that he has a hard time picturing a Luceti where it's not a normal risk after experiments. He might be biased being someone impacted by it.]

[feistytrader]

[...Sorry, Shikamaru. You're definitely the freaky one.]

Who else is stuck?

[middlegames]

Lots of people. You don't want a list, do you?

[He's giving you a look like there's enough people that that would just be really troublesome, like why would you do that to him.]

[feistytrader]

...That's okay.

[That many, huh. That's insane. There's no telling what kinds of shifts they're stuck with, either.

...

The more he asks, the more questions he has...]

[middlegames]

Phew. That's a relief.

[He reaches for the soda can now, carefully popping the top to make sure it doesn't fizz anywhere. He'll sip slowly, swishing around the taste in his mouth with interest.]

[feistytrader]

[...] You haven't gotten stuck on any drafts, have you?