[with their clunky machinery in tow, the poor crew stands no chance in keeping up with either contestant. and by the time Rom finally catches up, Edamura has tucked himself away into the corner of the arcade's prize shop, hidden behind a few aisles of random stuffed toys. he leans against one of the shelves, his own lav mic dangling uselessly in his hand, the cords swaying freely in the air]
[he knows they'll only have a few minutes of "off-air" time before they're found, but. . . well. that'll be enough, he thinks]
Sorry about that. [not sorry at all] I just don't like talking in front of the cameras.
no subject
[he knows they'll only have a few minutes of "off-air" time before they're found, but. . . well. that'll be enough, he thinks]
Sorry about that. [not sorry at all] I just don't like talking in front of the cameras.
I'm a little shy, you see.