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The door opens, as has happened so many times before, onto a grey-walled alley. Ray pokes his head out and looks around. "Okay," he says. "We should be all right- come on out, guys."

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[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" she says cheerfully. She leans over his back, resting a hand on his shoulder, to peer at it, too.

She's not looking for the sleeve department. She's not.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

The narration can say what it likes, she totally is.

Sadly, Macy's seems to be lacking in this area.

Tidus--just as cheerfully, mind, and only so they don't get seperated--reaches for the hand on his shoulder, after figuring out where they are--YOU ARE HERE is helpful--and tugs her in the appropriate direction.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"They don't have any blitzballs!" she says, half-shocked, when they reach the sports section.

There are a lot of balls, none of which she recognizes, and no blitzballs. So much for getting Wakka a souvenir.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"..."

If Tidus knew about, "Whut." he would be saying just this.

As it is, he looks vaguely shocked.

He's aware Ray had never heard of the game, mind, but still!

...But there are other balls that catch his attention fairly quickly.

"--Yuna! Feel this!"

And lo, he did discover a basketball.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"It's all bumpy!" she says. "And orange. It's like an orange."




"...a big one."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"It feels kinda...rubbery. Hey, I wonder--"

Bounce--bouncebouncebouncebouncebouce.

EYES OF GLEE.

Tidus has a new toy.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Yuna laughs. "Wow! It's bouncy!"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Bouncebouncebouncebouncebounce.






"Huh?" He blinkes up at Yuna after a minute.

"Sorry, did you--what'd you say?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She laughs. "Never mind." She examines up a small white ball with stitching on it. "There are a lot of different ones."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"There really are. I wonder what you use them all for..."

Tidus could quite happily spend more time here.

"Maybe we could bring Wakka one of the smaller ones?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"And tell him we found it behind the ruins?" she says, skeptical, but willing to be convinced.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"--Yes."

What? Tidus thinks it's a brilliant idea.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I guess--there's not a more reasonable explanation. I mean, he'd have to believe it."

Still doubtful. "Do you want to get the orangeball? You could keep it at Milliways, anyway."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Shifty eyes left.

Shifty eyes right.





"Well. Uh. We'd have to get you something true. It's only fair."

Oh yeah, he wants the orangeball.

It's STILL BOUNCING.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She laughs. "Well, I don't think I want a ball. Let me look at what else they have."

She wanders into the aisles of toys near the sporting goods, occasionally picking something small up and playing with it. The slinky is interesting!

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Bouncebouncebounce.

...Tidus doesn't see a reason you can't bounce as you go along, really.

He also snagged the baseball for Wakka. Just cause.

"...What's that?"

It's interesting.

It also looks like it might EAT HER HAND if she got it caught in it.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"It's a spring," she says. "Only it isn't springy."

This is fascinating, obviously.

Reluctantly, she sets it back on the shelf; it doesn't seem like it would be as much fun without the flat planes and sharp angles of this world. Maybe if she could take it back to the steps in Kilika.

(But then she's never going back to Kilika, and now she steps a little faster and grabs something up at random.)



It's the exact opposite of a ball.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"That's, uh--what's it do?"

He's blinking at it.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if it does anything," she says, curious herself.

It's a cube, and every side is a different color.

When she's turning it over in her hands, one of the layers rotates. "Oh!"

She peers at the art on the tag, ignoring the tiny and eye-blurring print. "I think it's a puzzle?"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Like in the temples?"

Huh.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She giggles. "Well, it's a little smaller!"

"I think you scramble it up," she says, her hands moving and clicking and clacking, "and then you have to--" click, click clack "--oh dear."

Click click clack click clack.

"Well, now we have to buy it!"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

He's grinning.

"Okay. And hey, maybe you could say that was a gift from someone along the road, if anyone asks where you got it."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She scratches the plastic finish with a fingernail, thoughtful. "Mm-hm. And I think I could hide it in my sleeves, anyway. It's small."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"You could probably hide half the bar in your sleeves."

Tidus is grinning entirely too widely.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She sticks her tongue out (again), then blushes bright red and puts it away, turning on her heel towards the front of the store and the cashiers.