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copypasta'd, I ain't original enough to make a new one.

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Yuusuke Makishima | Yowamushi Pedal

[climber]

[There was only one reasonable place for Makishima to begin his search, and that was what lead him to the Shopping District. The stores were plentiful and of a larger variety than he could have ever expected, but then again, seeing as this Landlord had a hundred or so people to keep under control, he figured he'd have to have a whole lot at hand to keep them happy. A mall, a library, a zoo, dozens of bakeries and coffee shops, even a gun store (why did they need a gun store?). This place seemed to have everything.

Everything except the exact thing Makishima had been trying to look for. Scratching at his head, he lets out a near defeated sigh as he gazes around the area one more time, trying to figure out where to try his luck next. He should have looked up a map or something. After a moment's pause, he turns around, then catches sight of someone nearby and approaches them.]

Hey. Is there a bicycle shop around here? No motors, just the regular kind. Or at least something good for road racing. [He'd go into more specifics, but he'd rather not confuse a random stranger with cyclist lingo. Granted, a simple bicycle would have done well enough for him, but honestly, he wanted something a little better than that. Hell, he'd probably take something like Onoda's mommy bike. ...okay maybe he wasn't that desperate. Yet.]

cool hair, nerd

[splasher]

[that would be makoto, exiting bakery with a few bags of flour (hey, moe moe stock duties!), and he stops immediately at the greeting-question. he's a little confused, at first, but it takes him short work to get his brain into the right frequency.]

A bicycle shop? Sure!

[makoto is actually hauling ass to his bicycle (!) resting on the side, two stores away (he had to park somewhere).]

--look, I've got my bike here, actually.

[presents dahlia it to this intense looking guy, carefully placing his purchases onto the basket strapped to the back.]

Would you be looking for something like this?

excuse you, makoto wishes he looked this fabulous

[climber]

[Makishima catches up without a word, approaching the bicycle and crouching down in order to inspect it better. He's scrutinizing it awfully closely, even mumbling a few details he can notice immediately to himself (no gears, bulky seat, only one set of handlebars), and eventually he finally looks up at Makoto, looking slightly... disappointed.]

It's kind of standard looking, so I guess it'll do... I mean, it's still a bike.

shh makichan

[splasher]

[was not expecting his bike to get examined like it were a piece of meat]

--er, well? There's a store where I got it from. There might be other models. I'm not exactly familiar with road racing.

[eyes glazing over because of the colourful hair, but--!!]

I could accompany you there?

[climber]

[Stop staring, that's not polite. Thankfully Makishima's used to it enough that he wouldn't comment on it anyway. He does however look slightly uncomfortable at the thought of having company. It'd help him find the place easier, but then it means he'd have to attempt small talk and.... he's terrible at it.]

N-no, that's okay. If you just give me directions, I can find it on my own. Don't wanna interrupt your plans. [And he points to the bags Makoto had been holding earlier.] ...thanks, though.

[splasher]

[as soon as the other starts to show signs of being uncomfortable under the pressure of small talk, makoto raises a hand and waves it around nonchalantly, as if showing there's no problem.]

[he's used to reading others less-socially capable individuals, and is instead eager to help out.]

Don't worry! I'm glad to help.

[moving around the bike and towards the street, he starts pointing out the address; it's rather complex, actually, the store being hidden away in a pocket of space behind several other buildings.]

[just in case he gets lost--] I'll be running some more errands here, in case you get confused at some point. [a smile] I'm Makoto, it's nice to meet you.

[climber]

[Even though Makishima tries to offer a small smile for Makoto's kindness, it looks strained and almost kind of unnerving. He's not very good at this first impressions thing. Never has been.]

Yeah, me too. Name's Makishima. [Scratching at his cheek, he glances around the area before glancing back over to Makoto, adjusting the strap of a backpack he's been carrying around.] I'll try and figure it out myself. I've got a good sense of direction.

[A part of him does feel a little bad at leaving the guy without much of another word. He's been pretty helpful after all, and doesn't even seem that bad to be around. At least he's rather easy-going and not too talkative, unlike some tiny spazzy cyclist with glasses that he knows... speaking of which-- An idea strikes him, and he waves Makoto over.]

Hey... can I ask one more question?

[splasher]

[what a funny guy. makoto's about to check back on his wallet to head to another store, thinking nothing bad of the exchange, when makishima does -- seem to call him over.]

[happily, makoto walks over, easy and relaxed.]

Sure. [a .. pause before cheekily adding] Don't tell me you got lost already?

[the smile on his lips should be enough to indicate that he's teasing, joking about. his expression reads as makoto ready and willing to answer any questions anyway]