[ With how fast Haruaki's running, it takes less than a minute for him to get all the way across Stellari to the Amphitheater, and he doesn't break pace at all as he rockets through the crowd, right up to the front of the stage–
Where he leaps up, throwing himself bodily onto the platform and rolling until he can pop up like a prize gymnast, arms stretched overhead with pride. ]
Pick me! Pick me! Somebody bid on me!!!!!
[ The crowd...
Is perplexed.
Did anyone even want him to go up there?
No, but he's always kind of doing his own thing, isn't he? That's part of Haruaki's charm...
Many murmurs, but no shouts of astronomical amounts of cords. Or... any amount of cords at all. ]
[ When suddenly, the voice of a man never so sure of anything in his life rings out from the crowd, ]
800!!
[ The crowd...
Is still perplexed.
As is the auctioneer, who looks back and forth between Haruaki and the crowd as if they honestly have no idea what to do. There's paperwork for this kind of thing, can they even accept the cords?
An idea hits them after a few more moments of murmuring but otherwise no bidding, lightly tapping the gavel on their podium, "Sold for 800?" ]
[ It doesn't even take a second for him to be up and climbing onto the stage, surrounded by curious murmurs asking if he's allowed to do that. Is he? Who knows! Nobody here! Not even him! ]
Even if I have to dose this whole crowd, you'll be nothing but safe and sound under my watch!
[ Dose? Huh?? Well, whatever this is it's...kind of sweet? Maybe? A few people are timidly clapping as Haruaki gets oh so chivalrously hoisted up into the 'mysterious suitor's arms. ]
[ Akira lifts him like he's light as a feather, even without his full strength returned to him. Haruaki flings his arms around his neck, kicks his legs happily in the air as he looks back out over the crowd. ]
Careful! He totally means it!
[ Murmurs ripple through the crowd – wait, I saw some art of Doctor Takahashi and Haruaki, and he was giving him a shot in it... and then they... – but Haruaki pays them no mind, focused back on Akira. ]
Well? Where are you whisking me off to for our date, Akira-kuuuuun?
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Where he leaps up, throwing himself bodily onto the platform and rolling until he can pop up like a prize gymnast, arms stretched overhead with pride. ]
Pick me! Pick me! Somebody bid on me!!!!!
[ The crowd...
Is perplexed.
Did anyone even want him to go up there?
No, but he's always kind of doing his own thing, isn't he? That's part of Haruaki's charm...
Many murmurs, but no shouts of astronomical amounts of cords. Or... any amount of cords at all. ]
S-seriously, please, somebody bid on me...
here comes a very special boy
800!!
[ The crowd...
Is still perplexed.
As is the auctioneer, who looks back and forth between Haruaki and the crowd as if they honestly have no idea what to do. There's paperwork for this kind of thing, can they even accept the cords?
An idea hits them after a few more moments of murmuring but otherwise no bidding, lightly tapping the gavel on their podium, "Sold for 800?" ]
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[ Haruaki rushes to the edge of the stage, throws his arms open wide. ]
Come sweep me off my feet, mysterious suitor! But watch out, the whole crowd is going to get totally jealous...
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Even if I have to dose this whole crowd, you'll be nothing but safe and sound under my watch!
[ Dose? Huh?? Well, whatever this is it's...kind of sweet? Maybe? A few people are timidly clapping as Haruaki gets oh so chivalrously hoisted up into the 'mysterious suitor's arms. ]
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Careful! He totally means it!
[ Murmurs ripple through the crowd – wait, I saw some art of Doctor Takahashi and Haruaki, and he was giving him a shot in it... and then they... – but Haruaki pays them no mind, focused back on Akira. ]
Well? Where are you whisking me off to for our date, Akira-kuuuuun?