Well, he was doomed to relaxation, in that case. At least until the game started, given Buttercup's favourite movies. Dice, though... she considered just how many games were stacked on the shelves in this room.
"I'll get some dice. And tell the others to bring their notebooks."
How long would it take to arrange? If he was buying something, that set it back to the next platform stop, which... some rapid counting, and she relaxed. Not too far off at all. Since it looked like she was going to get her way, she beamed. "We'll find you on platform day, okay? Don't make yourself hard to find, or I'll have to call you on the ICPs."
Uta's perhaps somewhat confused expression gave way to his usual polite smile as it was clear that her zany plan was coming together as she wanted. He had a subtle feeling that he was going to enjoy this more than he was expecting to, but it would depend on who all she wrangled into this misadventure.
"Alright. I'll try to grab a quiet cabin, but if I fail at that I will be in my room. Fair?"
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"I'll get some dice. And tell the others to bring their notebooks."
How long would it take to arrange? If he was buying something, that set it back to the next platform stop, which... some rapid counting, and she relaxed. Not too far off at all. Since it looked like she was going to get her way, she beamed. "We'll find you on platform day, okay? Don't make yourself hard to find, or I'll have to call you on the ICPs."
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"Alright. I'll try to grab a quiet cabin, but if I fail at that I will be in my room. Fair?"
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Fuck, wait. Her smile subsided for a second before she fixed it, to hide her embarrassment.
"Which is your room? ... And what's your name?"
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“Room 4:A. Uta. What is your name?”
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Was that laying it on too thick? Probably, but the part of her that would have cared was now too busy scheming how to get more players.