Rocket Admin Clarissa [Pokemon OC] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bandagedbandit) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sayitwithpocky2011-11-08 08:11 pm
bandagedbandit) wrote in sayitwithpocky2011-11-08 08:11 pm
Entry tags:
Because going bowling is a blast, not because we enjoy spending time with you or anything—!!
[It's still completely ridiculous to Clarissa how she wound up in this...situation.
It's not a date.
The fact she's out of uniform while spending time with another member of the team, and that her hair is a little neater and her outfit more flattering than usual may suggest otherwise, but it is not a date. Because she and Proton are not dating. ...There might be...slightly more kissing where there was once fighting before, but they are not a couple and this is not a date. End of story!
...Still, Clarissa can't stop feeling weirdly uncomfortable about this...this bowling trip thing, whatever it is, and sets about paying and getting the names for the scoreboard set up just to occupy herself with something other than Proton for a few minutes, throwing a minor fit when the attendant turns out to be as stubborn as she is and refuses to budge on not letting her forego the gross bowling shoes in favour of her normal boots.
Argument lost and everything set up, Clarissa will head back to their allocated lane, drinks in hand. She'll plonk them down unceremoniously on the small table between the two sofas, before busying herself with choosing a ball.]
I'm going first, got that?
It's not a date.
The fact she's out of uniform while spending time with another member of the team, and that her hair is a little neater and her outfit more flattering than usual may suggest otherwise, but it is not a date. Because she and Proton are not dating. ...There might be...slightly more kissing where there was once fighting before, but they are not a couple and this is not a date. End of story!
...Still, Clarissa can't stop feeling weirdly uncomfortable about this...this bowling trip thing, whatever it is, and sets about paying and getting the names for the scoreboard set up just to occupy herself with something other than Proton for a few minutes, throwing a minor fit when the attendant turns out to be as stubborn as she is and refuses to budge on not letting her forego the gross bowling shoes in favour of her normal boots.
Argument lost and everything set up, Clarissa will head back to their allocated lane, drinks in hand. She'll plonk them down unceremoniously on the small table between the two sofas, before busying herself with choosing a ball.]
I'm going first, got that?
no subject
no subject
Like hell are you going to win against me! My score is going to make you cry, just you watch!
[She stomps up to the lane, taking a moment to weigh-up the ball and judge her position to that of the pins, before throwing the ball.
...Which spirals off violently with impressive force...only to clatter anti-climatically into the gutter before it can reach the pins. Yep.]
no subject
no subject
Shut up! The ball slipped from my hand too early! That would have been a perfect hit if it hadn't!
[She stomps to the ball dispenser, grabs a ball for her second bowl, and stomps back to the lane. All of her rage goes behind the ball, which rockets off, smashing over a substantially better (if still disappointing) five pins. Clarissa 'hmph!'s and flounces back to the sofa, flinging herself down and grabbing her drink.]
no subject
no subject
She gives a mean snap of a laugh at the anti-climatic outcome of Proton's move.]
What about that, huh? That was just pathetic! [Snicker.]