perfectmatch | week three

Edamura and Furina are taken to an improv class. Which Al is only requesting because she knows I do improv irl. That means this class is only a drop in improv class instead of improv 101. You're just here for the day~!

Highlights

The class is fun and physical.
The teacher is kind and helps them get comfortable with the others.
You do play zip, zop, zap.

[IT'S TRUE I DID KNOW!!!!]

[despite his career (. . . "career"), Edamura has actually never been to a class like this before. thank goodness the teacher is giving them a demonstration instead of just throwing them into the deep end]

. . . have you ever done something like this before, Furina?

[~~help now squee will know that i personally have never been to an improv class~~

Edamura is coming in immediately with the most loaded question he could possibly ask, not that he knows anything about that.]

You could say I know a thing or two about it, [Furina ventures.] Besides, this kind of exercise can help troupes get more comfortable with each other, even if the most improvisation you'll see in a scripted show might be an ad libbed line or scene.

[Archon Focalors, who ad libbed every day for 500 years, is an outlier and should not be counted.]

[help he just meant the class in general!!]

[his mind, of course, drifts towards acting beyond the scope of the stage. . . and he can't help but think that her words ring true even for the sphere. even if he can't imagine even the best swindlers he knows playing. . . uh. "zip zap zop" together]

It does kind of look like fun.

[quick thinking. fast acting. maybe it might be fun to exercise those muscles in a less perilous environment.. .?]

Should we jump into the deep end together, then?

That's the spirit! Could it be, Edamura, that you've found it easier to be more outgoing lately?

[Nobody can blame him for not wanting to kiss willy-nilly at spin the bottle, even if plenty of people had taken the chance to get outside of their comfort zone...or maybe Furina just thinks that because she allowed herself to try something that simply never would have been allowed to her, forgetting, however briefly, about image and perception and all that accompany them.

By the time they had their first Perfect Match, he seemed to be less uptight (thinks girl who did not hear him yelling about his virginity), and now he's ready to jump wholesale into this activity. Furina grins, pleased, and escorts him to the group getting ready for warmups. Hopefully her explanation doesn't earn her a look for the teacher as she bullheadedly takes over explaining to Edamura.]

Ah! Okay, so the purpose of this exercise will be to repeat the words in order and pass them to another player, but you're going to exaggerate your intonation a little more each time based on who goes before you.

[she's not wrong!! two weeks has done a lot for him, especially now that he has adapted to. . . all of the weird things happening around him. vampires, AI, idols from alien planets, exorcists, doctors from cursed schools for sorcerers. . . most of it is still well above his head, but he has found his way. kind of!!]

[he nods quickly at her explanation, sucking in a deep breath to steel himself, standing awfully straight with arms flat at his sides, although nervous]

Okay! Got it. So even if it's the same word, I should be speaking it as though I'm responding directly to how the other person said theirs. . . right?

[Oh bless his heart, he froze right up. She knows the anxiety of first-time stage fright when she sees it, Furina thinks. In contrast, she is extremely keyed in, a jubilant ball of energy that is nonetheless coming at this with professional vigor.

(Hopefully they all get matching t-shirts at the end of this.)]

Close, but it'll be a different word. Just keep going down the list and back to the start again. [No zapping a zap.]

[THEY WILL GET MATCHING T-SHIRTS!!!]

Right, right.

[why does a silly little improv game make him so nervous when he improvs all the time on the field? with absolutely not trouble at all, even]

Are you starting?

[Well...she certainly can! And the class runner senses her confidence and maybe is slightly threatened by it (Furina thinks), so of course she's volunteered to show everyone how it's done.

Only happy to oblige, she gives a little bow before approaching the group. The turn can pass to someone other than Edamura first, so he has a little time to prepare.]

Zip! [For such a short word, she somehow manages to start speaking softly and quickly lift her volume up, tagging in another participant with a flourish like the incredibly irritating theater kid she is at heart.]

[. . . kind of cute, honestly. . . Edamura can't help the smile that stretches across his features as he watches her go, full of confidence and bravado for someone of such short stature. Cynthia would love her]

[the participant who captured Furina's zip passes their zap to another, matching Furina's intonation with a small, soft laugh. that participant then tosses the zop in Edamura's direction, popping their 'p' with a bit of emphasis. he nearly jumps underneath the attention]

-- zip!

[and yet, despite the startle, he moves pretty quickly, clapping his hands together and passing the word along with the ease of someone who had seen it coming! even though he definitely did not]

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edamura and furina

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