[ he wasn't even going to bring this up, but maybe it'll make her smile. He fishes around in one of his pockets for a second before finding what he was looking for. ]
You didn't get your costume, but I got this? What a joke.
[ in his palm, he holds a ring - one that's probably familiar to Steph, except it reads "BITCHES" instead of "BEST." ]
[ one less thing to worry about. In any case, it goes safely back into his pocket, where he will keep it for sentimental value, possibly forever. ]
Are you going out to play?
[ he's pretty sure that's a basketball... it was invented in another country long after his death, but he'd seen glimpses of the game in the manor. That said, he's not going to risk trying to name it in case he's wrong. ]
[ here's a conundrum. On one hand, Hikage absolutely hates letting people know that he's not infinitely wise and up with the times, and it's sort of even worse with Steph, because he wants to look cool and knowledgeable in front of her - plus, he knows she'll make fun of him if he doesn't know. On the other hand, she's already well aware that he's not actually a Cool Modern Teen and is actually a Crotchety Old Ghost. Plus, he knows she'll make fun of him if he pretends he knows and then screws up. He hesitates for a long second, looking conflicted, before sighing moodily. ]
... don't. [ a beat. ] But -- I know what a basketball is, and I've seen it played. Once in a while.
[ the long pause for him to finish the sentence was extremely telling. ]
You can play alone if all you're doing is trying to shoot the ball in. Like...
[ she will walk to where the court is, and bounce the ball a few times, before throwing. it goes... in. she wasn't that far from the hoop, so at least she was not doing any kuroko no basket bullshit. ]
[ to his credit, he does catch the ball - it's obviously a little heavier than he expected, though, judging by the way he loses his balance a little bit. Nothing he can't handle, though.
Getting it in the hoop is another question. He doesn't do so well at that. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
It probably looks better in action. [ well. not completely roast it. ] I'll have to see it to believe it.
no subject
[ because it's armor rip ]
no subject
[ he sounds surprised. ]
You had it with you before...
no subject
Which is annoying.
no subject
[ he wasn't even going to bring this up, but maybe it'll make her smile. He fishes around in one of his pockets for a second before finding what he was looking for. ]
You didn't get your costume, but I got this? What a joke.
[ in his palm, he holds a ring - one that's probably familiar to Steph, except it reads "BITCHES" instead of "BEST." ]
no subject
Aw, best bitches...
no subject
The worst part is that I almost put it on just in case.
[ Hikage assumes she knows that Belph was behind them, and that they're more than tacky accessories... or they were. Now? Probably not. ]
no subject
[ she knows it wouldn't, since everything got nerfed.
but while she dislikes the whole process in which they got the rings, she cannot deny that the rings are comedy gold. ]
no subject
[ one less thing to worry about. In any case, it goes safely back into his pocket, where he will keep it for sentimental value, possibly forever. ]
Are you going out to play?
[ he's pretty sure that's a basketball... it was invented in another country long after his death, but he'd seen glimpses of the game in the manor. That said, he's not going to risk trying to name it in case he's wrong. ]
no subject
[ and there are so many sports here, so steph is going to spend her time going through all of them. ]
So shooting some hoops it is.
no subject
[ can you play basketball alone?? he literally has no idea, but. ]
no subject
[ she is. genuinely curious. ]
no subject
[ here's a conundrum. On one hand, Hikage absolutely hates letting people know that he's not infinitely wise and up with the times, and it's sort of even worse with Steph, because he wants to look cool and knowledgeable in front of her - plus, he knows she'll make fun of him if he doesn't know. On the other hand, she's already well aware that he's not actually a Cool Modern Teen and is actually a Crotchety Old Ghost. Plus, he knows she'll make fun of him if he pretends he knows and then screws up. He hesitates for a long second, looking conflicted, before sighing moodily. ]
... don't. [ a beat. ] But -- I know what a basketball is, and I've seen it played. Once in a while.
no subject
[ the long pause for him to finish the sentence was extremely telling. ]
You can play alone if all you're doing is trying to shoot the ball in. Like...
[ she will walk to where the court is, and bounce the ball a few times, before throwing. it goes... in. she wasn't that far from the hoop, so at least she was not doing any kuroko no basket bullshit. ]
I can teach you.
no subject
she didn't make fun of him, though... he feels a little soft. Maybe it's okay for him to be more honest around her. Maybe. ]
I know you put the ball in the net. [ gotta stand up for himself a little bit here. ] But all right. I like your company.
no subject
You try!
[ she'll cheerfully toss the ball over to him. ]
no subject
Getting it in the hoop is another question. He doesn't do so well at that. ]
Tch.
no subject
[ she runs after the ball, and then once she grabs it, she'll toss it back over to hikage. ]
You can try again.
no subject
[ he catches it again, slightly more gracefully this time, and makes another shot -- it bounces off the rim.
he's feeling short... ]
... At this rate, I'm going to get depressed, too. [ but it's said wryly as he goes to fetch the ball himself. can't make her do all the work. ]
no subject
[ she sounds like a motivational speaker. ]
Try bending your knees a little and jumping slightly when you shoot. It'll give you more oomph!
no subject
This looked easier when you did it.
no subject
[ sometimes you are a jock, trying to teach a goth to sport. ]
no subject
[ wandering over to get his ball again. ]
I didn't go to school, but I've seen it in people's memories.
no subject
Did it seem interesting?
no subject
School, or sports?
[ eyeing that basket again. he's gonna get it right this time, dammit. ]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)