dappledleaves | meme for pocky /high school AU meme

[ After that, the show ends with a graceful finish. Oria blinks, cleans his glasses for a moment and then looks at Sinclair after putting them back on. ]

Is this what a circus is like nowadays? That was so cool. I thought there would be more clowns.

Me too. [Sinclair is still excited because of it] It's suppose to be a famous troupe, right? Maybe that's why.

[But looking at the program]

Oh, it looks like the fire breathing and sword dancing will be outside.

We're definitely not gonna miss that! Let's go!

[ He quickly grabs Sinclair's hand and zooms out of the tent to where the performance is supposed to be. Oria seems pretty excited for once in a genuine way. ]

Ahaha--wait, let me--

[Get ready? But he's keeping up just fine once he manages to stuff the program back into his pocket. But seeing Oria's expression like that makes him happy too. It's rare for Oria to look that way]

[ It's outside, but Oria manages to pick a good place for them to see. It's not like either of them are tall, so they really need a good place to watch. ]

There! They're gonna start soon... are you gonna record??

Hm... it's fine just to watch.

[ Sinclair likes taking photos but they're usually of animals or friends. Memories to look back. He's happy to just watch these events]

Unless you want me to.

Good answer. You should enjoy these moments as they happen.

[ Oria grins and squeezes Sinclair's hand. The show begins, starting with the sword dancing. Oria wonders how much practice it took for these people not to get cut. ]

[The swords practically whistle as they slice through the air. Sinclair watches intently, leaning against Oria again because it is a little cold out here, gasping and cheering as a dancer spins a sword around their hand, tossing it into the air and catching it neatly. That was scary, but so cool]

[ The leaning is nice. Oria won't draw attention to it so that Sinclair can enjoy himself. The fancy swordplay has nothing on this, unfortunately, but he'll shift his focus back on the performance. ]

Whoa, I thought their hand was gonna get sliced off.

Me too.

[ Sinclair squeezes Oria's hand in anticipation as the lead dancer pulls off mode fancy tricks, full of admiration. He knew how heavy those swords could be and to effortlessly hold them up with one hand and spin them...it was intense. He's happy to keep leaning]

[ For their next act, they breathe out fire and light their swords on fire. The after images of their swings is so cool that Oria finds himself absolutely entranced by their performance. ]

Holy shit, did you see that?!

How did they do that...?

[ That was so cool. Way too cool!!]

[ More fancy movements wrap up their performance and Oria gives an applause. He really enjoyed this one as much as the circus acts. ]

I feel like I could feel the heat every time they swung their sword!

Right?

[ Sinclair claps for the performance as people move around to visit the other stalls and performances. It'd seem like a band was coming up next]

I wonder how much they practiced to get that good.

It must have been so much practice.

[ He can't imagine the amount of injuries they probably received during all the training... ]

[ Sinclair nods] I can't even imagine.

[ To the game stalls then?]

Did you want to try one of the games?

[ They have such cute plushies]

[ Game stalls, it is! Oria looks thoughtful as he looks around, though he's not really looking at the games, but more about the prizes. Which one looks like they have the cutest plushies that Sinclair would want? Because that is the one Oria will pick. ]

Hm...

[There's one with a giant white fox that Sinclair's eyes are immediately drawn to. It's cute?? It's so cute?? It looks like a shooting game...]

[ Bingo. Oria immediately zooms towards the shooting game with Sinclair in tow. This one is still pretty confident about his aiming as long as he has his glasses, because this version is still nuts about first person shooter games.

He may be rich, but isn't daft enough to flash a card for this man. He has one-dollar bills in cash. There's no way he's going to give the man a hundred dollar bill and expect change. ]

Sign me up for a round, mister! I got my eyes on the prize!

[ The giant white fox plush. It will be his. ]

[Sinclair tears his eyes away from the plush to smile at Oria]

You really like your shooting games still...

[ He'll happily watch Oria though as the man laughs and hands him the toy gun and five shots for it.

"Have at it, kid! You know how these games work. Knock down all the numbered cups for the big prize"]

I do!

[ Oria thinks simply knocking down the cups for the big prize is too easy, so he wonders if there's something he has to consider--such as the best place on the cup to aim for to knock down all the cups regardless of what's inside them or whatever else. Then there's also the gun and ammo to consider. Is it lightweight? Is it easily shot off trajectory? Is the barrel even? How much friction?

He has many thoughts, but in reality, it doesn't look like he's in that much of a deep thought at all. He aims with the toy gun and shoots at the numbered cups--in order, even, because he's a show off. ]

[The first two cups go flying off the stand, but the last three wobble but stay stubbornly put. Almost like they were designed differently from the other two]

That was so close...

[ Oria squints at the three remaining cups for a long time... ]

Another round, Mister.

[ Hmmmm. ]

[There's a chuckle from the stall runner as he sets up the cups again, and then hands Oria another round. Sinclair squints at the cups a little, muttering]

Are they weighted differently?

Mm.

[ That's all Oria says as he tries to remember the end result of the previous attempt.

So he tries to knock the cups out in succession again, but for the more "weighted" ones, he aims at the edge rim of the cup in hopes to make them bounce off the supporting base and get knocked over. Something something physics. ]

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