[IC] Appointments Post

[selfhelp]

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[Action, August 2013 Luceti Valley AU Event]

[selfhelp]

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[selfhelp]

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Whatever card you want! Just don't show me, memorize it. And put it back here-

[He cuts the deck, making a space for it to be replaced with the others.]

[curiositykills]

[And that's exactly what he does, placing the card in the space that Billy just made.]

Already done.

[selfhelp]

Excellent, excellent.

[Billy shuffles the deck again, still not looking at it, then pulls one out seemingly at random, discarding the rest.]

So, is this it?

[It totally isn't.]

[curiositykills]

[...aww, Billy. Jason doesn't have the heart to tell him the truth, so he opts to lie instead. How likely was it that anyone would notice, right?

Well. He hoped nobody would notice. Jason nods, a grin on his face.]

Yeah, it is. Not bad.

[selfhelp]

[William blinks, glancing down at the card he'd picked. That... was not supposed to work. He knows the card chosen isn't on top, it's part of the trick. Is he being tricked himself, or pitied?

Either way, thank god for improv.]

Are you sure? I feel like the cards just aren't cooperating-

[He gives the card a flick of his fingers and a very slight twist of the wrist, and suddenly the card changes in a flash- and now it's the card that was chosen.]

I guess I'm having an off day today, geez.

[curiositykills]

Didn't look like it from back there. [He gestures to where he'd been standing before.] So I think you've gotta be doing a decent job.

[selfhelp]

Always nice to be receiving positive feedback.

[He offers a quirky grin.]

You're too nice, though. What if I'd really been wrong?

[selfhelp]

[from here]


Definitely driving. No offense, but I wouldn't be caught dead using public transit, and it's too far to walk.

[precipitous]

[ Does she look rich enough for public trans - oh. ]

Alright. Lead on, then.

[selfhelp]

[Poor people really do lead miserable lives...!

But yes, William will lead the way out of the school to his car. Some fancy sporty thing characteristic of a Stark, of course.]

Ever been in one of these?

[selfhelp]

[from here]

Hey, you're the one who offered me a dollar. Most of the time I don't take more than a few pennies. Besides, you're one to talk about wealthy aristocrat, when you're one day out of your new role as family moocher.

[What is she even doing back here?]

[magicalesbian]

Moocher?

[Oh, it is so on. Billy, you're about to have a tiny girl all up in your business, with her hands on her hips and a very displeased look on her face.]

Look, Willy. I didn't ask Mr. Stark to let me move in. I tried to turn him down. The only reason I accepted is because it's a hell of a lot nicer than where I was before.

[She points down at the ground.] This corner? I slept here the day my mom threw me out on the street. So you'll have to excuse me if I'm a little defensive about who gets to panhandle around here. You don't deserve this spot.

[selfhelp]

[.....

Okay, he... actually does not have a proper retort for that. The very concept of having to sleep on the street is completely alien to him, and not something he really thinks about, either, so hearing it stated so plainly just makes him uncomfortable. He does have the decency to look somewhere between sheepish and ashamed, glancing aside and not meeting her gaze. He can't even get mad at the stupid nickname, even though he hates it.]

...I don't... really take that much. Pennies, mostly. When I get something bigger I give it back to someone else who's watching, with coin tricks. It's not like I'm here for the money.

[Not with a family and an allowance like his.]

[magicalesbian]

[He can look as sorry as he wants, but Kari's hardly going to soften up just because his conscience is kicking in!]


[But okay, maybe he just really didn't know better. Given the lifestyle he grew up, it made sense for him to be kind of dumb about how real people lived or something, right? She folds her arms and huffs a bit.]

...look. Whatever, okay? I mean, I'm the one "invading" on your "spot" now, so I guess I can't get too mad at you for being here.

[She's still gonna keep the nickname though.]

[selfhelp]

[He's not sure whether to be relieved or on guard for this, so he'll just go ahead and be a bit of both. For now, anyway.]

...You're not going to tell anyone about this, are you?

[magicalesbian]

Who would I even tell? "Hey Mr. Stark, I think Lil' Willy's gearing up to be the next Houdini, better nip that in the bud while you can"?

[The nickname got worse.]

[selfhelp]

[WOW IT SURE DID. And there goes any sympathy he was building up.]

Don't call me that!

[selfhelp]

[from here]


[Y! Mostly because William doesn't like to risk being spotted outside of the magic act, since it really is a bit of a silly get-up even on the poor streets where no one should care about appearances. He has his pride, both in his own family and individually. He's also trying to sneak off and meet up with Ted, and he's glancing around for him instead, so he doesn't even notice Shikamaru coming until it's too late.]

[endgames]

[And hark! Looking far too amused with himself, a figure pops out from the side alongside William from out of nowhere like a ninja.]

Heeey, little brother.

[selfhelp]

[Wh- oh crap oh crap, talk about deer-in-headlights.]

Sh- [shit] Shikamaru...! What're you doing here!?

[Oh god, he knows, he can't even hide the cape or hat or anything-]

[endgames]

[He snorts, sticking his hands in his pockets.]

Were you dropped on your head when you were born? I live around here.

[selfhelp]

That isn't- I mean- [Wow, and he's usually so coherent around his family. He's two for two on today's humiliation.] You weren't supposed to be here here!

[endgames]

[Oh this is going to entertain him for months. He wishes he were mean enough to prolong it - it's not often he gets to see Will riled up like this. Instead he holds up a hand, waving his brother's rising anxieties off.]

Oh, cool it already. I don't see what you're fussing about. That was a slick show you had there. I'm glad I got to see it.

[selfhelp]

[Damn you and your living situation, bro.]

You... you are? For real?

[He's not sure if he should be terrified of Shikamaru's compliment, or terrified. He could be genuine, or just indulging him to hold it over his head later.]