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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[littlepuppyeyes]

[He's passing by when he sees you, Clow. He immediately approaches and then he halts, looking up at the sign.]

Ah, Clow-san!

... eh? Antisocial club?

[i_themagician]

Hello, Syaoran. [ smiles and pours a cup of tea, offering it to Syao ]

Do you like it?

[littlepuppyeyes]

[He gets the cup of tea, smiling.] Thank you.

I'm... not exactly sure what it means. I don't suppose being social is a bad thing, though.

[i_themagician]

It's not really a club for antisocial people; that's more of a working title.

[ Smiles back ]

I thought it would draw attention.

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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.

[agoodchild]

[Oh, hey, that's weird... And only one booth? So...what's the deal?]

"Anti-Social Club?"

[She reads it slowly and deliberately and outloud, as a small child might.]

Uuu... It doesn't sound like a very friendly club, uuu.

[i_themagician]

That's only a working title. [ smiles and offers tea ] And it's meant to be ironic, besides.

Have we met? I think we have...

[agoodchild]

[Yeah, no, does not get "irony" but does like tea~]

Mm, mm! Maria has met you, uuu! It was a while ago! Uuu...does it still count?

[i_themagician]

Of course it does; hello is always forever.

I seem to recall that you had some interest in magic when we spoke.

[manofgnee]

[Hanna walks by, but does a double-take at the sign and comes right on over.]

Antisocial club? What's wrong with being social...ooh, free tea!!

[Yeah, he's easily distracted as he goes for the tea.]

/takes social networking liberties, I hope you don't mind

[i_themagician]

Be my guest! [ here, tea! ]

The name is meant to be ironic, but that's neither here nor there. You're one of Watanuki's roommates, aren't you?

[ Don't be creeped out, Hanna. He didn't even use divination to figure that out. ]

/:D its ok, I think he gets it. I know I do.

[manofgnee]

[Hanna grins and takes the tea.]

Thanks! And I am, are you one of his other friends?

/flajfkda thank you. Please pardon any awkwardness as I ease out of my hiatus. orz

[i_themagician]

Acquaintances, yes. [ They used to talk more, but... Watanuki probably doesn't remember. ]

My name is Clow Reed; it's nice to finally meet you. Since you're a friend of Watanuki's is it safe to assume that you have some interest in the supernatural?

[soulofocean]

[See your friendly neighborhood water mage pass by carrying one huge bag of groceries plus a pot of irises.]

...Huh. Mister Clow?

[She sees the notice and tilts her head.]

Funny name... Isn't a club supposed to be a social gathering of people?

[i_themagician]

Correct! [ Your prize, Umi, is tea in a paper cup! Here. ]

Would you like to join?

[soulofocean]

Uh. Thank you. [She accepts it, looking a little puzzled yet. You remind her of someone important, but she can't put a finger on whooooo.

And in the meantime the club's premise is confusing her.]

I-? Really? You want me to join because you think I'm the antisocial type?