Room 303; Wednesday Afternoon

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Unlike most people involved in a certain group from the night before, Alphonse was not hung over. This was probably because he had a grand total of one shot of saké then, and only because Nadia purposely chose something he had done to drink it. Oh, he didn't think she did it on purpose, he knew.That was gone and over with though, and gladly so

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The walk back from Hitsuzen didn't kill the weird, disenchanted feeling of the whole encounter, so Sakurazaki went searching for someone she knew could help settle the uneasiness and who she knew was probably also in his room.

"Hey, Alphonse," she smiled a little as she poked her head in after knocking on the opened door. "Mind if I come in? I'm not interupting anything, am I?"

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Sakurazaki dropped her gaze a little, into her lap, where she played with her fingers idly as she tried to form a question that had really been plaguing her mind.

Interestingly, it had nothing to do with her upcoming mission. It wasn't anxiety over what had happened this morning, or doubt over her decision with Yuuko. The girl had a lot on her mind at the moment, but, once she put things into perspective on her way back from Hitsuzen, only one thing kept nagging at her brain to a point where she couldn't think of anything else.

"Alphonse?" she started quietly, blushing, eyes locked on her hands. "Do...would you say that...um, that is..." She closed her eyes, deep breath. Let it out now and regret later. "Do you think I'm pretty?"

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Alphonse stared.

Oh, he already knew his answer, all right; in fact, he didn't have to think about it. He could already feel his cheeks literally burning and-- oh god, why him?

"I-- I-- um," Alphonse stammered, finding it hard to even stupidly blurt it out. Didn't she have a boyfriend and wouldn't he get mad at him about his?! "W-Why would you think otherwise?"

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Sakurazaki raised the shoulder that was between them as if to hide herself behind it a little. She'd half-expected stammering, but hadn't really prepared for it. "Well, I just...after the party, I ran into Jude in the hallway, and he...was pretty drunk. And then there was the one night, when Ranma was drunk. And, well, something I was noticing when I was thinking about it was that they both...they both made a point out of calling me pretty, followed by...follow by..." She delibrately skipped over what it was followed by, unable to bring herself to say it. "And, well...it made me wonder...if it was just the alcohol talking or if...if maybe it could...be true, you know?"

Her eyes start passing over the floorboards. There might be somewhere to crawl up and hide into now after all that.

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"Ah... if it makes you feel better, I've heard a saying once that said there was truth in alchohol, but, um." Alphonse turned his head away slightly, if only because he was embarassed about turning so red. He almost didn't realize he was holding his breath; he let it own, mentally smacking himself. The question didn't mean anything. It couldn't have-- and it also didn't mean anything to compliment another person, either. He just had to stop flailing so damn much, first. Then, in a quiet, meek voice, he continued, "... I mean, I think you are."

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Sakurazaki relaxed significantly, nervous breath melting into a bashful little smile. "Yeah?" she started softly, still unable to lift her eyes, but then, after the little rush of warms and relief that came with the compliment had passed, she snapped them meaningfully his way. "And you haven't had anything to drink since last night or anything?"

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"I only had that one glass," he assured. "That's all. Honest. Nothing else."

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Letting out a small little breath of a laugh, Sakurazaki grinned a bit. But mostly she was just trying to process his assurance. It felt good. She was blushing like mad, of course, but it was a good sort of blush. "Huh," was all she could say. To think that she could be considered pretty to anyone still baffled her, but it was pretty hard to deny three faces of evidence staring right at her.

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"I-- erm, I don't know why you'd think not..." Alphonse added in the same voice.

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Sakurazaki shrugged a little, regarding him with a bit of surprise. "Why would I? Whether or not someone was pretty doesn't matter in training, and, once I got to Mahora...well, in a class of thirty one girls, I was definately never, ever even a canidate to be considered one of the 'pretty' ones..."

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"... Even if you weren't, I don't think it's anything to worry about," Alphonse said. "I mean, it's-- um-- Well, you're here now, right? So that shouldn't matter... I think..."

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Sakurazaki scratched the back of her head, a bit confused by his logic. "But it never really mattered over there; it's...here that it keeps coming up. I dunno. It's just...strange to think about."

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"Is it?" Alphonse let out another breath, trying to keep himself from getting too flustered. He smiled at her awkwardly. "... But, that's-- that's good, you know? It's not bad to look nice..."

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"Well, n..no, of course it's not..." Why was he so flustered? It was making her start to feel a little flustered and panicky herself. It was kind of a silly question to ask, anyway. What sort of person goes around and asks something like that? She rubbed her forehead a little. What a tool.

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"Nope-- and, er--" Topic change, topic change! Awkward levels reaching too high! "Oh! You know? Nadia and Conner really liked that cake we made in baking, too. Apparently we didn't mess up that badly afterall!"

That had to be a safer topic.

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Sakurazaki looked momentarily horror-stricken. "You let people eat that thing? Errr...I mean, well. Your part did turn out okay, and that was most of it, so I guess it makes sense that it wouldn't be too bad. They...they didn't say anything about the crust?"