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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is standing near the entrance of the starbucks where he had first met nathan, looking strangely compliant & calm as he listens & reacts (as quietly & discreetly as he's capable) to the bustling crowd of the afternoon. it's not so busy as to give him a headache, but busy enough to keep him entertained as he waits for his teammate/friend. ]

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[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ leans over towards caleb, pretending to whisper to him: ]

Nathan cheats and orders pizza. You can do that too.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ smacks aaron's head. ]

SHUT UP! You aren't supposed to tell him that!

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ twitches a little, pausing for a short moment before he talks. ]

Nathan have good pizza. Only cheese and Tomate, but is good.

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ raises his eyebrows, suddenly interested. ]

Oh? When did you have pizza with him?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ considers his words for a moment & then decides to go with a truthful (but vague) answer. ]

Have pizza with Nathan in first day.

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ side-glances at nathan. ]

Huh. He never invites anyone over to his place.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ just shoves the rest of his rice in his mouth as he looks away, chewing rather loudly. ]

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ resists the urge to roll his eyes, focusing back on caleb again. ]

Anyway, do you have any questions for us? Anything you want to know?

1/3

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ ... looks a bit distraught at the exchange. ]

Erm...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ & is distraught enough that he glances at nathan, looking apologetic that he seems to have slipped (failed) somehow in protecting that information. heard aaron's question, but doesn't quite seem process or address it 'til he realizes it's only embarrassment on nathan's part. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head to clear it afterward to clear it & seems to recover entirely. ]

Nein. I read team information. Is good?

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ nods once, completely overlooking caleb's somewhat lengthy pause. ]

Then is there anything we should know about you? Other than the basics. Things you might want or need.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ blinks. ]

Ehh... Herr Aaron know me a lot? [ pauses, deciding to reword. ] Erm. What is basic that Herr Aaron know?

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ makes a thoughtful sound. ]

Everything from your height and weight to what you can contribute to our team.

1/2

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ still looks a bit lost as to how to answer this question. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ & so tries again, but with a different approach this time. ]

Herr Aaron know map, ja? Can see and hear a lot, but bad in car. Too fast. Bad with loud sound too. No map with loud sound.

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ another nod. ]

Yes. So, that's your handicap?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ looks a little sorry about this as he nods back. ]

Ja. Bad weakness.

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs, taking a drink of his water. ]

Doesn't matter, we all have them.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ another nod & seems to recover as he munches more on the rest of his fish. ]

I am help with no loud sound. Is use to team!

[kindrevenge.livejournal.com]

[ grins a bit at that. ]

Lots of use. You're gonna be really helpful.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ almost disturbs his plates when he leans forward, incredibly pleased & excited. ]

Danke!

[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

[ had been watching their exchange quietly, only speaking up once aaron had gone silent after another grin. shifts her eyes to caleb, asking a bit shyly: ]

Do you like seconds, Caleb-san?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ stops noming on his rice long enough to say: ]

It's "would you like seconds."

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[hiroimono.livejournal.com]

O-of course!