Angelic Pastimes

[can_not_fly]

[So thanks to a certain aspiring scientist, Pit has discovered the magic of... videogames! (Insert dramatic sound here). It's not hard to guess he's going to take to them like a fish to water...

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[...so some time later you might find him in a corridor, talking loudly to a portable console]

...come on, Snuggles! sit! Sit! No, wait! I have treats! [The

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[betterthnaliens]

[Okay, that was a better sound to hear than the sounds of people wanting to kill each other. Christine couldn't help but take a peek to watch the action. Though, she couldn't help but blink at the beautiful woman with Pit. Was she new here or was she already there and no one else noticed.]

Having fun, you two?

[can_not_fly]

Yes, this is quite a fun game. Pit's not really used to someone beating him in gunplay, though.
Stupid controller turns too slow. [Pit grumbles a little - and with a bit of reason, because the frag scores in the screen show 12 - 30 in player 2's favor. Pit is getting pounded here. Still, he only sounds like he's sulking a bit, not seriously angry]

[betterthnaliens]

[Christine can't help but chuckle.]

Controllers are always like that, Pit. Certainly different than using a real weapon, that's for sure. I'd join in, but I don't want to make things harder for Pit.

[can_not_fly]

You could come in my team! [Pit says happily. Palutena grins amusedly]
You know, I'm pretty sure tag-teaming your goddess has to be a breach of the angel rules somewhere.
Actually, no! I read the whole thing and it's not in there!
Remind me to add it next time, then.
[These two are clearly very good friends, from how they rib each other so carefreely]
Anyway, do you want a controller, then?

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[paradigmstop]

Roger's Paradigm didn't have video games. He wasn't really familiar with the phenomenon. When he came across the open door to Pit's quarters with some sort of contraption connected to a television, he initially thought it was some sort of analysis device until he observed that the characters on the screen were reacting to the inputs of the controller.

He rapped his knuckles on the open door twice. "Good day, Pit. What's all that?"

[can_not_fly]

Oh, hey there! [Pit waves friendily]
Nice to see you again, mister Smith. We're just allowing ourselves a little relaxation. [The woman grins slightly. She definitely sounds like she knows Roger, but he can be pretty sure he's never seen her before.]

[paradigmstop]

He blinked a few times, recalled hearing that voice once before. "I would never turn down that opportunity," he said, with a small chuckle. "Have we met, miss...?" he said, his eyes sort of sweeping across her, for reasons not solely restricted to trying to remember who she was.

[can_not_fly]

[The woman in question simply smirks a little, mischievous. It might strike him as he looks her over how, even here, sitting on a bed and playing videogames carefreely in a setting where her adorned tiara and golden accoutrement sticks out so much, this woman has a sort of majesty and presence that marks her as clearly beyond human.]

It seems our negotiator is not as good at making connections as I expected.
Maybe he still didn't quite believe us last time?
I'll repeat my greeting then. Well met, Roger Smith. I am Palutena, Goddess of Light

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[no_wan_no_life]

You do not like pets?

[It's not Lan's business, but she sounds a bit disheartened regardless.]

[can_not_fly]

Well if they're going to be jerks when I try to be nice to them no I don't! [The sour grapes here are obvious]
Pit really wants a puppy, but it seems dogs don't like him too much. Even virtual ones

[no_wan_no_life]

Ah. A virtual being may behave differently than a normal one.

Perhaps... you would have better luck with a flesh and blood creature.

[can_not_fly]

[For all response, Pit sulkily grumblemumbles something about real puppies and getting continuously bitten for his trouble. Apparently Pit's luck with dogs is about the same as a certain Sakaki has with cats.]

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[kamogawa_maru]

[And Madoka has been watching over their shoulders.]

Pit I think you need to be less obvious with your moves.

[can_not_fly]

I'm trying! She just guesses everything I try to do!
Of course. I can read your mind through your laurel crown, after all.
What?! [Pit is so shocked the controller just hangs for a second]
So you better not think of anything... naughty.
WHAT?! [And cue Pit going crimson red and sputtering for a few seconds before Palutena breaks into laughter]
Oh come on, I was kidding, Pit! I mean, please, reading thoughts through laurel crowns? In what world would THAT make sense?
I... I knew that! I was also kidding! [Totally wasn't]
Suuuuuuuure...

[kamogawa_maru]

[And Madoka is already moving to remove Pit's laurel from his head.]

It doesn't!?

[Now she just looks silly with her hands on his laurel.]

[can_not_fly]

[Pit is, of course, more than a bit embarrassed at remembering the whole last time they spoke due to having Madoka so close and grabbing his head - and Palutena is simply laughing, a hand to her mouth but clearly very close to just bursting into roaring laughter.

Quite a laidback goddess, this one.]

Pffffehehe~. Of course not! That would be silly! Besides, I don't need tricks like that to know what Pit is thinking. He's transparent like a pure stream.
H-hey! [Aaand cue further stammered protests from flustered Pit]

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[not_the_deer]

She... But... You're here! You're not just a voice anymore!

[can_not_fly]

[Palutena raises her chin smugly]Yes, I'm here. I'm a goddess, Tobia. I can be wherever I please.
I thought in this world you needed a link to manifest.
[Palutena does a small exasperation gesture and then chuckles] Yes, Pit, yes I do. I was just doing a bit of theatrics. Which you just totally ruined, by the way.
Oh. Sorry.
Ah well. Nothing broken anyway.

[not_the_deer]

Well, that's a fitting appearance for a goddess at least!

It's been a while since I saw someone play that game. How old was I when it came out? 6?

[can_not_fly]

Why thank you, Tobia. You could learn some courtesy from the young man here, Pit.
What? I'm perfectly courteous!
Really. Then what were those months I had to spend smoothing things over last time you met a representative from the God of Thunder?
Hey, that guy was a jerk that was bullying the Centurions around!
Yes, Pit, I know. But still, did you have to beat him so thoroughly? If you'd at least made it look like it was not so mismatched he probably wouldn't even have complained.