[ Mizuki does notice the guts flying his way. His reaction time is pretty above average, and it would be so, so easy to just step out of the way, or reach his hand up to cup some of it to just toss right back at Noah. Instead, though, he just kind of lets this happen… and the moment the guts plop against his face, he dramatically falls to the ground.
Congrats, Noah, you've murdered a jellyfish. This is now a crime scene. ]
[Noah, for his part, just starts fucking laughing. Unless Mizuki has an instantly-fatal pumpkin allergy, he doubts anything happened to his goldfish-munching friend here, so!
Noah runs over to see Mizuki's "corpse", but he's all for theatrics, and so he dramatically lets out a cry and falls to his knees.]
My friend! Woe is me! I have committed the cardinal sin of manslaughter! Whatever will I do now?
[ The second Noah is on his knees is the moment that Mizuki goes back into motion. The guts are being scooped from his face and spattered quickly onto Noah’s instead. Sorry if any of it got in his mouth?
Except he’s not actually sorry. Welcome to the war zone. ]
[He lets out a loud, enthused laugh at the action and reaches to scoop some of the pumpkin guts out of his hair with one hand, while his free hand — the one that had been aiming earlier, before Mizuki became boneless — tries to smoosh more pumpkin guts into Mizuki's face in kind.
They're nice and slimy and cold. :) And full of flavourless seeds that are absolutely awful when they aren't cooked in this essay I w—]
[ Said as if Mizuki weren't used to slimy and cold things! Wait until Noah gets a slapped with tentacles, then we'll see who's laughing.
Well, Mizuki's still laughing even now, to be fair. Just because he's in a weird theme park around people he doesn't know and has zero idea what's going on doesn't mean he's not allowed to have a good time. In fact, Mizuki's happy to kick his legs in a bit of protest and laughter before he's trying plop some of the guts into Noah's hair instead. Seems he managed to get his hands on some more, somehow? Weird, it's almost like he's got really long appendages or something. ]
[Weird! Noah won't question it, but this is also inadvertently giving him more ammo, since he snort-laughs and pulls said guts out of his hair to plap them onto Mizuki's head instead.
[ Uh— whoa. Okay. Maybe getting a bit too friendly there, Noah!! He might have given you a goldfish, but that does not mean you have Shirt Rights. He plops a hand against Noah's face and shoves him away. ]
Th— that's cheating! [ Were there rules to this? Apparently, according to Mizuki. ] I call timeout!
★ The Hierophant, Reversed
Congrats, Noah, you've murdered a jellyfish. This is now a crime scene. ]
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Noah runs over to see Mizuki's "corpse", but he's all for theatrics, and so he dramatically lets out a cry and falls to his knees.]
My friend! Woe is me! I have committed the cardinal sin of manslaughter! Whatever will I do now?
[Noah Ebalon is a theatre kid.]
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Except he’s not actually sorry. Welcome to the war zone. ]
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They're nice and slimy and cold. :) And full of flavourless seeds that are absolutely awful when they aren't cooked in this essay I w—]
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Well, Mizuki's still laughing even now, to be fair. Just because he's in a weird theme park around people he doesn't know and has zero idea what's going on doesn't mean he's not allowed to have a good time. In fact, Mizuki's happy to kick his legs in a bit of protest and laughter before he's trying plop some of the guts into Noah's hair instead. Seems he managed to get his hands on some more, somehow? Weird, it's almost like he's got really long appendages or something. ]
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Noah is very emotionally mature.]
Hmm...
[Grabs Mizuki's shirt
sticks pumpkin guts under it]
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Th— that's cheating! [ Were there rules to this? Apparently, according to Mizuki. ] I call timeout!
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[Noah wiggles away from Mizuki, keeping his pumpkin-y hands to himself. He also didn't know there were rules.]
...what are the rules, anyhow? If I'm cheating and all that.
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[Noah beams.]
I want to propose a new rule.
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[The rules council sucks!]
I think we could come up with a fairer rule! We can decide who gets to win with a roll of the dice and leave it up to Fate!
[.................Noah,]
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[ Like his gacha waifus— ]
Sure, we could do that.
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[Is that how it works? Regardless, Noah pulls out a single dice out of his pocket — a little, orange d6 — and hands it to Mizuki.]
Whoever rolls higher wins! Both the dice roll and the battle, I guess.