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∙❄ ↪ plasmaism.

       "— 'm sorry, what? science isn’t really          my thing, I uh..focus more on the magical          side of life, if you get what I mean.”

            ❛   uh, i really don't get what you mean,                 & i'm too afraid to ask.  you never know.   ❜

                                      ”it’s kind of a wedgie problem.” 

                   ”but fine. c’mere.” hiro threw himself into his                     computer chair and wheeled to the desk,                     digging around for a scanner. “i’ll probably have                     to make you a whole new suit, though, and —

                                      okay, you gotta stop that, man. SERIOUSLY.” 

            ❛   dude, it's in there, i can't just not !!   ❜

      he huffed, an impatient puff of breath that was followed by       shimmying & a set jaw.  though constantly moving made       NOTHING better, he needed some distraction from the       awful humiliation derived from getting caught picking        a wedgie.

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         ❛ a believable story, I’m sure. ❜ and there is amusement threading there,   hidden by expected ADMONISHMENT ;;  and yet, yet he didn’t have the time for such playful behaviors ––––––– –– -                       the micbrobots were still waiting inside.                      ❛ shoo, now ––– – congratulate your friend. ❜

            ❛   please, sir, i swear !!  you've gotta believe me,                 i'm trying my best, here –––––––––––– !   ❜

       he's not good under pressure, voice becoming LOUD & desperate        for some kind of forgiveness that he did not find beneath the simple        answers offered.  his eyes search, brows furrowed, for anything else,        but he continues with an airy sigh.

       at least I have a cool backstory. where’s yours ??

    ❝ usually. still, bad guys could come down to the school            ’n do some pretty bad stuff. ya’ still called me one, ya’           jus’ didn’t say it like that. ❞

Hiro couldn’t tell a lie worth anything, so he was genuinely surprised that his lie had gotten through Wasabi. He wasn’t sure how obvious the relief was on his face, but he hoped it was hidden as the other pulls his goggles back over his eyes, attempting to get back to work with what he has. The younger raven scratches his fingers through his hair, attempting to think up the next part of his lie.

"Yeah, seriously. Like…he’s probably just trying to mess with you. You know him."

            ❛   probably.  but he underestimates me, doesn't                 know what's coming for him.   ❜

      it's almost meant to sound threatening, as a warning to whoever       may be listening ( besides hiro, though the possibility of that was       next to none ), telling them to keep away & not touch his        stuff.  the feasibility of fred's practical jokes about such a minor       thing is unquestionable, but the tone of their conversation strayed       from assumptions such as.  still, he speaks as if he were certain       of the odds.

                            “here, and — just about everywhere else.”

     huh. he really does seem honestly confused.      maybe he hasn’t ever met a quarian before.

             ”with the exception of very sterile environments, but i’ve                yet to find anything matching that description on earth.”

            ❛   ever try the atacama desert?  i hear it's the most desolate                  & most sterile place we've got...  you know, if you ever want                  to take that thing off here on planet earth.   ❜