Tony's back- Poor Ryo-Chan!
"God, Dave, you are soooo cool!" Carla cooed. Ryoga blushed and turned away. "Not really. It's just a game." He put in the card key again to demonstrate. "Come here, it's easy."
"There's no way I can do that, Dave!"
"Come on, it's really, really easy." He held out his hand for her to climb up. "Now, watch what I do, and try it." The icon beeped up.
"READY?!" it asked, setting up the VR stage. The room around them grew bluish, and the blue became a 3-D maze. "All you gotta do is try. Com'on, it's real simple. You go first here."
A man jumped from behind a bush, and Carla screamed. "Punch! Just punch at it, it doesn't need to be hard!" Ryoga ordered.
Carla tried, and her hand onscreen showed a woman slapping the thug weakly.
"Okay." Ryoga sighed. "Like this, Carla," he explained, throwing a pulled and simple punch in the air. On screen, the man flew back seven feet. "It's easy."
Carla tried again as another man jumped them. It was as spectacular a failure as her last.
Ryoga did a simple wrist maneuver, catching the fist on screen. He bent it back, then threw the guy back towards the other 'foe'.
They heard the game announce "READY?!" again, and a new player hit the next thug with a rising flip kick.
"Wow, he's really good," Carla declared.
"Turn left here, the maze gets harder if you don't."
"Left?" Ryoga said, holding up both hands to see which made an 'L' and noticing that there were many 'L's if you look at them from the right perspectives, i.e. reversing them, flipping your wrists downward, etc.
-Note- I actually do that. It's one of the main reasons I can't tell left from right. -End Note-
The new guy took off his belt, sighed, and tied their wrists together. "Honestly, a grown man who can't tell left from right." Ryoga barred fangs, but the man didn't notice.
The game went well after Ryoga learned how to get out of the maze and Carla learned that kicking is viable.
The screen faded, first back to blue, then completely.
"That was awesome, Dave!"
Ryoga didn't listen, he just tugged on the belt. "You can take this off now."
"Sorry. That's my favorite game here, so I don't like stragglers in Co-op mode." He took off the belt, and Ryoga looked at him.
"Tony?! Damn you, where have you been?"
"Ryo? Oh, shit, you're still on your date?"
"Who's Ryo?" Carla asked.
"It's going really well, too! She doesn't even suspect a thing!"
"How can she not, Ryo? It's blaringly obvious!"
"Dave, who's Ryo?"
"I am. Now Tony, what's so obvious? Not a thing, not a damned thing!"
Tony picked up his bag. "Hah! A Japanese to English dictionary!"
"He's trying to learn Kanji so he has a code language. Kind of like Morse Code."
"He rolls his 'l's into 'r's!"
"No I don't. Not anymore, at least."
"Don't bull shit a bull shitter."
"Look, I'm glad you're here, she's insane. She took me to a bunch of stores- People sure dress weird here."
"Yeah, speaking of which, let's get you some American clothes, Hibiki."
"Great! But not from any of her stores!"
"Well, depends. Where did she go?"
Ryoga picked up the bags. "Gap, Limited Too, Claire's, Victoria's Secret, Dill-"
"Victoria's Secret?! Why in the HELL would I take you there, Ryo?!"
"Well, it seemed to have clothes. But from what I could tell, it was just, well, you know." He blushed deeply.
"You took a guy you just met in there? Pervert!" Tony yelled at Carla.
"Hey, I wasn't the one picking them up and saying, 'Are you sure you want this kind?' at everything in the store!"
Tony grabbed Ryoga's wrist. "I'm taking you to Hot Topic and Gadzooks. I can't believe you went in there! I thought you were shy, man!"
"We don't have that store back home! They have different names in different countries!"
"Whatever, whatever, you get the point! Jeesh, you pervert."
"Watashi no hentai ja nai!" Ryoga yelled, felling the need to curse him in a foreign tongue and choosing his own.
"I have no idea what the fuck you just said, little man!"
"Whatever, whatever, you understand what I meant! Whaddaya mean I'm a pervert?"
"Sheesh." Tony thought for a moment. "You know what? I think I'm gonna leave you here, and I'll go pick out your clothes." He sat Ryoga down at a pagoda stand and pulled the man behind it aside.
"Just look at the little pictures and see if you like any," Tony told him. "I've got to talk to this guy for a sec."
Tony looked at him, smiled evilly and ordered, "Tranq him and hit him with the basics." Tony slipped him fifty bucks. "This should be enough." He pointed at a nearby store. "Get that guy in, too. Just make it nice, ok? Here's twenty for him," Tony forked over more bills. "I gotta go."
He walked over to Ryoga again. "Like any?"
"Well, I guess they look cool, but what's the point?"
"Which do you think's best suited to you? It's kinda a personality test."
"Oh. That's easy then. The lion."
"Really? I mean, those papers you're holding have that pig thing next to your picture-" Tony pointed at them, and Ryoga pushed them away quickly.
"Don't ask."
"Well, you can pick both, you know."
"A pig and a lion?"
"Why do I get the feeling that combination is your very description?"
"I am not a pig!" Ryoga yelled.
"Nah, you're not. But hey, it seems. I dunno, right somehow."
"Hmph. Fine, if you say so."
"I'm just kidding, pal, the lion's cool. Get that," Tony urged.
"Uh?"
"Don't worry, I set it all up, you'll understand soon."
Ryoga was about to ask "Uh?" again when the tranquilizer was shot into his arm, taking effect almost immediately.
"God, Dave, you are soooo cool!" Carla cooed. Ryoga blushed and turned away. "Not really. It's just a game." He put in the card key again to demonstrate. "Come here, it's easy."
"There's no way I can do that, Dave!"
"Come on, it's really, really easy." He held out his hand for her to climb up. "Now, watch what I do, and try it." The icon beeped up.
"READY?!" it asked, setting up the VR stage. The room around them grew bluish, and the blue became a 3-D maze. "All you gotta do is try. Com'on, it's real simple. You go first here."
A man jumped from behind a bush, and Carla screamed. "Punch! Just punch at it, it doesn't need to be hard!" Ryoga ordered.
Carla tried, and her hand onscreen showed a woman slapping the thug weakly.
"Okay." Ryoga sighed. "Like this, Carla," he explained, throwing a pulled and simple punch in the air. On screen, the man flew back seven feet. "It's easy."
Carla tried again as another man jumped them. It was as spectacular a failure as her last.
Ryoga did a simple wrist maneuver, catching the fist on screen. He bent it back, then threw the guy back towards the other 'foe'.
They heard the game announce "READY?!" again, and a new player hit the next thug with a rising flip kick.
"Wow, he's really good," Carla declared.
"Turn left here, the maze gets harder if you don't."
"Left?" Ryoga said, holding up both hands to see which made an 'L' and noticing that there were many 'L's if you look at them from the right perspectives, i.e. reversing them, flipping your wrists downward, etc.
-Note- I actually do that. It's one of the main reasons I can't tell left from right. -End Note-
The new guy took off his belt, sighed, and tied their wrists together. "Honestly, a grown man who can't tell left from right." Ryoga barred fangs, but the man didn't notice.
The game went well after Ryoga learned how to get out of the maze and Carla learned that kicking is viable.
The screen faded, first back to blue, then completely.
"That was awesome, Dave!"
Ryoga didn't listen, he just tugged on the belt. "You can take this off now."
"Sorry. That's my favorite game here, so I don't like stragglers in Co-op mode." He took off the belt, and Ryoga looked at him.
"Tony?! Damn you, where have you been?"
"Ryo? Oh, shit, you're still on your date?"
"Who's Ryo?" Carla asked.
"It's going really well, too! She doesn't even suspect a thing!"
"How can she not, Ryo? It's blaringly obvious!"
"Dave, who's Ryo?"
"I am. Now Tony, what's so obvious? Not a thing, not a damned thing!"
Tony picked up his bag. "Hah! A Japanese to English dictionary!"
"He's trying to learn Kanji so he has a code language. Kind of like Morse Code."
"He rolls his 'l's into 'r's!"
"No I don't. Not anymore, at least."
"Don't bull shit a bull shitter."
"Look, I'm glad you're here, she's insane. She took me to a bunch of stores- People sure dress weird here."
"Yeah, speaking of which, let's get you some American clothes, Hibiki."
"Great! But not from any of her stores!"
"Well, depends. Where did she go?"
Ryoga picked up the bags. "Gap, Limited Too, Claire's, Victoria's Secret, Dill-"
"Victoria's Secret?! Why in the HELL would I take you there, Ryo?!"
"Well, it seemed to have clothes. But from what I could tell, it was just, well, you know." He blushed deeply.
"You took a guy you just met in there? Pervert!" Tony yelled at Carla.
"Hey, I wasn't the one picking them up and saying, 'Are you sure you want this kind?' at everything in the store!"
Tony grabbed Ryoga's wrist. "I'm taking you to Hot Topic and Gadzooks. I can't believe you went in there! I thought you were shy, man!"
"We don't have that store back home! They have different names in different countries!"
"Whatever, whatever, you get the point! Jeesh, you pervert."
"Watashi no hentai ja nai!" Ryoga yelled, felling the need to curse him in a foreign tongue and choosing his own.
"I have no idea what the fuck you just said, little man!"
"Whatever, whatever, you understand what I meant! Whaddaya mean I'm a pervert?"
"Sheesh." Tony thought for a moment. "You know what? I think I'm gonna leave you here, and I'll go pick out your clothes." He sat Ryoga down at a pagoda stand and pulled the man behind it aside.
"Just look at the little pictures and see if you like any," Tony told him. "I've got to talk to this guy for a sec."
Tony looked at him, smiled evilly and ordered, "Tranq him and hit him with the basics." Tony slipped him fifty bucks. "This should be enough." He pointed at a nearby store. "Get that guy in, too. Just make it nice, ok? Here's twenty for him," Tony forked over more bills. "I gotta go."
He walked over to Ryoga again. "Like any?"
"Well, I guess they look cool, but what's the point?"
"Which do you think's best suited to you? It's kinda a personality test."
"Oh. That's easy then. The lion."
"Really? I mean, those papers you're holding have that pig thing next to your picture-" Tony pointed at them, and Ryoga pushed them away quickly.
"Don't ask."
"Well, you can pick both, you know."
"A pig and a lion?"
"Why do I get the feeling that combination is your very description?"
"I am not a pig!" Ryoga yelled.
"Nah, you're not. But hey, it seems. I dunno, right somehow."
"Hmph. Fine, if you say so."
"I'm just kidding, pal, the lion's cool. Get that," Tony urged.
"Uh?"
"Don't worry, I set it all up, you'll understand soon."
Ryoga was about to ask "Uh?" again when the tranquilizer was shot into his arm, taking effect almost immediately.