169 visions of the future // open action; backdated to earlier in the day, or maybe to June 1st

[i_themagician]

[ There is a booth in the Square today. Nothing too special or flashy, just a scaled-up version of so many childhood lemonade stands - a table and a sign, that's all. The sign, for its part, is rather large and reads, "ANTISOCIAL CLUB - Sign-ups today!" and behind it is sitting a rather tall, dark-haired man with Chinese features. There is no

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[moresake]

[ Well, you know this witch can't resist such a ridiculous sign. Plus, free tea. She's going to sit down on the booth itself and lift an eyebrow at her housemate. ]

This is one of those jokes that no one is going to get, you know.

[ And she pours herself a cup of tea. ]

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[i_themagician]

It's a bit late, I know.

[ Doesn't even bat an eyelash, although the table creaks a little. ]

This is not a premium, industrial-strength, professional-quality table, by the by.

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[moresake]

It may attract an interesting group of people, however.

[ She lifts an eyebrow and sips at her tea. ] Is that some sort of statement about my weight?

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[i_themagician]

I hope it's the right kind of interesting.

[ Decides not to dignify that question by looking up at her. Shame on you, Yuuko, asking a 'do these pants make my butt look big' question.~ ]

Relative to the table's structural integrity, yes.

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[moresake]

What is the right kind?

[ Looks down at. Well, you started it with those implications, Clow.~ ] How unfortunate that you have no other chair, then.

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[i_themagician]

I'm not certain that there's a wrong kind, but it's entirely possible that I simply haven't considered it yet.

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[i_themagician]

[ Feigned shock! ]

You mean you wanted to sit down? Well, why didn't you say something? No need to take it out on the poor table!

[ After all, that is what we have magic for, Yuuko. Here, have a chair, conjured by one Clow Reed himself.~ Clef would not approve. In fact, it is not just any chair, but the Chair. Aren't you lucky? ]

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[moresake]

I suppose we'll see, then, won't we?

[ She looks at the Chair. And then at Clow. And clearly, the Chair is superior than the metal folding chair Clow is sitting in. But it is the Chair. So she sits down in it sideways, letting her calves hang off the edge of the armrest, and she seems very comfortable. ]

It will do, I suppose.