Jugs and orbs and darts and gourds

[ibreakrules]

Who:  Frau, OPEN
What:  Frau is being kind enough to feel everyone's boobs and rate them.  You know you want to come.
Where:  Where ever he can run into people
When:  At one point during the virus... could occur any day for anyone since he'll be doing it the entire time.
Rating:  PG-13

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[blueinacoustic]

Yamato played his way carefully through a very simplified version of Fur Elise, frowning slightly in concentration. He wasn't doing that badly, he knew, but it was nowhere near the level he expected of himself. The piece was short, and Yamato grimaced a little down at the ebony and ivory piano keys before reaching for his instruction book again.

"Augh... This is driving me crazy..."

[leadwithfire]

Taichi was a little ways off in the same room, bouncing his new soccer ball up and down on his knees, head, feet, and everywhere else except his chest. That was still awkward.

"Stop stressing out over messing it up." He offered advice at Yamato's comment, eyes still focused on the soccer ball and oblivious to the rest of his surroundings. "You'll get it."

[ibreakrules]

After speaking with Yamato over the internet, Frau knew he had to meet the girl, guy, whatever. It hadn't been hard at all to find out where he was staying either. That discovered, Frau headed off to meet her. He made his way slowly up the steps and knocked lightly on the door of the music room. Since Yamato had given him the room so easily, Frau doubted it would be very hard to get close to her.

[blueinacoustic]

"I know, I know," Yamato muttered back, skimming the pages. "It's just really aggravating."

The blonde reached out, slowly replaying a bar. Okay, that's how it was supposed to sound. Yamato set the book aside to give it another try, fingers poised over the keys. He looked up at the knock on the door, and shook his head, amused, as he realized who it must be - the guy from the network.

"Come in."

[ibreakrules]

Frau pulled the door open and stepped inside. He spotted Yamato right away. Immediately he knew that coming had been a good idea. This girl was rather full chested. It didn't take long for him to spot Taichi over to the side. Crap. If he wanted to get in a good feel he was going to have to move fast. He gave Yamato a smile and started walking over, a bit quicker than normal.

[blueinacoustic]

Yamato turned to greet the newcomer, fingers brushing across the smooth piano keys.

"Hello," he started, smiling a little.

[leadwithfire]

Taichi looked over his shoulder at the door opening to see who it was, caught a glimpse, and wet back to balancing the soccer ball on his face. It took a moment and a double-take before he realized who it was. "You!" Still, he was on the other side of the room, too far to make any move quickly enough.

[ibreakrules]

Frau was now standing in front of Yamato. He grinned at Taichi, realizing the kid had no chance whatsoever at stopping him. "Yup." He replied, taking that brief moment to gloat a bit. Satisfied Frau slipped behind Yamato to perform his usual ritual. The smirk only increased when his hands investigated Yamato's chest. "You should be happy," he whispered in the boy's ear. "You're bigger than your friend." He winked before announcing loud enough for Taichi to hear, "Seven."

[blueinacoustic]

Yamato froze, blue eyes going wide with shock, jaw dropping just a little. He needed a moment longer process that yes, he'd just been groped before sputtering. The sheer gall-!

[leadwithfire]

Yeah, no. Taichi's temper flared, and Frau had another soccer ball flying at his stupid girl-face. "You've overstayed your welcome, buddy, out!"

[ibreakrules]

Frau was fully expecting the soccer ball this time. Laughing he dodged out of the way and blew it away just as he had the first one.

[blueinacoustic]

"Y-You just..." Yamato gaped at Frau for a second longer, then turned back to Taichi, amusement and outrage warring on his face. "He just groped me!"

...And put him at a seven. Yamato paused and turned back to Frau.

"And I'm clearly at least an eight!"

[leadwithfire]

That was the second soccer ball gone in a few hours. Now he really was going to run out of money for everything, food included, and have to convince Koushirou to feed him. Lame.

And... What. Taichi just stared at them both for a moment, and put his face in his hand. What. Just what.

[ibreakrules]

Frau stared at Yamato a moment and then began to crack up. Nobody had reacted to him like that so far. It was sort of refreshing. Grinning, Frau answered Yamato, "No way. Seven and a half maybe, but no way are you an eight."

[blueinacoustic]

Yamato scowled a little, crossing his arms beneath his chest as he tried not to laugh. Laughing would ruin the impression The side effects of the gesture were completely unintentional - if Yamato had known, he'd have played it up more.

"Eight," he repeated stubbornly - seven and half, nothing. "Tell 'im, Taichi."

[leadwithfire]

"I am not backing you up on this." Taichi declared, crossing his arms as well. He started heading for the door. "I'm leaving. Don't drop the soap or whatever you say to girls."