Yuffie :8:

[viva_la_materia]

Lavi? [Yuffie's hair is still damp from the pool, but her clothes are all in socially acceptable places, albeit she can't quite remember where she left her boots and socks and is therefore padding around barefoot, searching for her roommate.]

Hey, jerkface, where're you hiding? I have to talk to you.

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[geniustopher]

[Topher still has her shorts, and is running them through something resembling a paper shredder that will shred fabric.] ...Of all the rude... well, this should... I mean, not even... better than voting... [The mostly-mumbled ranting continues]

[hiban_hammerer]

Eh? [Lavi strolls around the corner, his face still spotty, with a lollipop stick poking out of his mouth] What is it, O Queen of the White Rose Ninja Clan of Wutai?

[viva_la_materia]

[Yuffie makes a face, then grabs his wrist and starts to haul him off down the hallway.] C'mon.

[hiban_hammerer]

[Lavi stumbles after her] What, is there something on my face? Where are you taking me, anyway?

[viva_la_materia]

You didn't know...? [Yuffie, through her annoyance, cracks a grin. This is totally not how she wanted this to play out from the get-go, which is disappointing, but.]

Man, you're such a goober. Somebody markered stuff all over your face, look. [She stops briefly to smear the pad of her thumb across his cheek and hold it up for him to see, smudged black.]

Here, we've gotta get it off. There is no way I can keep a straight face if I'm looking at that. [She recommences dragging him towards the bathroom nearest their room.]