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[3nanashi]

Trowa's visit to Quatre's home is about halfway through. It's been a good week. (And, thanks to spending several of Quatre's workdays hanging out at the local university, Trowa now has much more detailed mental notes on how to successfully pass as a college student. Yes, low-stakes infiltration practice is Trowa's idea of a vacation

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X follows him.

She may also be using this as an opportunity to practice passing unnoticed through a crowd.

Though she is careful to spend a moment or two in Trowa's peripheral vision first.

It is only considerate.

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X considers this for a moment, then tilts her chin in that direction ever-so-slightly.

She will join him in a few moments.

The floor is a little more her bailiwick.

That and the walls.

[3nanashi]

Sounds good.

Trowa will probably observe her on the walls, if this is applicable. It's always good to expand your repertoire of ideas, and to have a better idea of what people are capable of.

He likes tightrope, though. It's not his favorite -- too staid for that, compared to trapeze -- but it has its own challenges.

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X eventually makes her way to the tightrope.

She has been practicing. At home.

It shows.

(She is still not as good as Trowa. It is not a surprise.)

[3nanashi]

It does show.

Trowa's approval is silent, and unsurprised.

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X does not smile in return.

But she seems pleased, regardless.

[3nanashi]

They can spend quite a while on the tightrope.

And, in fact, do.

Go figure.

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The world trembles in shock.

But now it is time to rehydrate.

And replenish electrolytes.

Even X finds this sensible.

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Trowa slips out to change first.

Only partly because his workout clothes are sweaty now.

Then: time for water!

Time for the future equivalent of Gatorade before that, though. For electrolytes.

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X slips upstairs for a very quick shower.

It was about time for one of those.

She will meet Trowa in the bar, damp-haired and in a new pair of track pants, once she is done.

[3nanashi]

Trowa considers that option, but decides to shower when he goes home.

It won't be too long. And home (well, Quatre's home) is better equipped with things like soap than the Milliways gym.

So, he'll go ahead and pick out a table.

One with two chairs that have a good view of the room. Coincidentally, of course.

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X does not take a moment to appreciate his consideration. She does make use of the second chair, however.

That is probably appreciation enough.

[3nanashi]

Well. It's basic manners.

Among a certain subset of the population, anyway.

He has another drink of Gatorade. It's like a greeting! Or something.

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X will share the Gatorade-of-the-future if Trowa provided more than one bottle.

If not, she will order her own from a passing waitrat. Regular water is for later.

[3nanashi]

He did.

If she hadn't wanted it, hey, the stuff keeps well. Or can be returned unopened. Whichever.

But: moot point.

mmm, the taste of electrolytes and halfhearted artificial flavoring.

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X does not make a face at the taste.

It is not relevant.

Surprise!