Chris catches him easily--after all, she's pretty much 100% robot at this point, despite appearances--and spins him around. A group of paparazzi immediately swarm forward to take photos, to which Chris simply lifts her free hand and shoots a pink spray of light at them; each camera in turn abruptly shuts off (along with everyone's cell phones, pagers, and tablets).
"That's really fucking rude," she said. "And I'm allowed to catch up with old friends."
Not even caring what was going to be in the papers the next morning about the president and CEO of Deceptitech, she dipped Shrio and gave him a big kiss.
"We'll wait till you're off shift to catch up properly," she murmured, "You have an event to run, after all."
Putting Shiro back on her feet, she turned to the crowd.
"Come now, you all heard the stories of the war, did you not?" she said. "We Reincarnate all do know each other, and this one's been dear to me for some time."
Shiro's laugh is as creepy as ever, but there's definitely something bright to it, almost childish. And definitely just happy. He's grinning fit to split his skull. He hangs on to her and snickers when she EMPs everyone's electronics.
"Pretty sweet trick, hehehe! Hey, wa--"
Oh my that's a kiss. Shiro kisses right back, and it feels so good and right and familiar and jesus he missed this a lot. He turns a lovely shade of blue and feels the heat rise to his face and ears. "Haa... right. Food. Hungry people... gotta feed them. And stuff."
He heads back behind the table, giving the stunned crowd a winning, creepy grin. His assistants look even more stunned than everyone else. "What? Yeah I had a girlfriend!! And now she's here! BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE TO STAND THERE GAWKIN', THAT FOOD AIN'T GONNA SERVE ITSELF!"
Shiro's Gordon Ramsay-esque tantrum seems to snap them all back to reality, though a few of them are red.
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Technically, as the boss and chef de cuisine, Shiro doesn't HAVE a shift. He's supposed to work the whole time. But after an hour or so, dessert has been put out, and he feels his sous can cover any stragglers. Shiro tosses his apron in the kitchen area and heads out to find Chris again, unable to keep his tail from swishing back and forth happily.
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i fucked up the tenses but i don't give a shit
"That's really fucking rude," she said. "And I'm allowed to catch up with old friends."
Not even caring what was going to be in the papers the next morning about the president and CEO of Deceptitech, she dipped Shrio and gave him a big kiss.
"We'll wait till you're off shift to catch up properly," she murmured, "You have an event to run, after all."
Putting Shiro back on her feet, she turned to the crowd.
"Come now, you all heard the stories of the war, did you not?" she said. "We Reincarnate all do know each other, and this one's been dear to me for some time."
whatever who cares NOT ME.
"Pretty sweet trick, hehehe! Hey, wa--"
Oh my that's a kiss. Shiro kisses right back, and it feels so good and right and familiar and jesus he missed this a lot. He turns a lovely shade of blue and feels the heat rise to his face and ears. "Haa... right. Food. Hungry people... gotta feed them. And stuff."
He heads back behind the table, giving the stunned crowd a winning, creepy grin. His assistants look even more stunned than everyone else. "What? Yeah I had a girlfriend!! And now she's here! BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE TO STAND THERE GAWKIN', THAT FOOD AIN'T GONNA SERVE ITSELF!"
Shiro's Gordon Ramsay-esque tantrum seems to snap them all back to reality, though a few of them are red.
---
Technically, as the boss and chef de cuisine, Shiro doesn't HAVE a shift. He's supposed to work the whole time. But after an hour or so, dessert has been put out, and he feels his sous can cover any stragglers. Shiro tosses his apron in the kitchen area and heads out to find Chris again, unable to keep his tail from swishing back and forth happily.