asphodelmeadows | [open] monday afternoon

Marie didn't mind the cold - at least, she couldn't remember ever minding, and if she got a little chilly she could always just walk even closer to her sister. So while she wore a winter coat for colder days, it usually stayed open, flapping at her sides as she hurried wherever she wanted to go. She didn't give her coat much thought.

Except now it had failed her.

Stomach grumbling, Marie felt the hole in her pocket and pouted. This wasn't fair! Scarlett had given her the extra change from last night's waitress tips and everything, just so she could have a snack before swim practice....Someone else was probably picking it up right now, someone else was going to purchase her snack! It wasn't fair!

Staring longingly down at the rack of candy bars, lost and forlorn in the convenience store, she pulled a small music box out of her other pocket (thank goodness she hadn't lost this) and opened it. Listening closely, she relaxed. Though neither she nor Scarlett could place the tune, they'd both determined these boxes calmed them down. If Marie hummed this music, she'd feel better again.

And new ideas would come. Ideas worth pursuing.

Marie's eyes darted quickly around the store, and she smirked. Brushing past the display, she casually slipped a few candy bars into one pocket, then sighed as if giving up and made her way to the door. Maybe next time, her body posture seemed to say. Today I'm resigned.

Except it took all her self-control to keep from giggling.

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This was just what she needed. Now there was some busybody adult involved, in addition to Nanase's...not entirely inaccurate...accusations. Marie'd swallowed unconsciously at the mention of cameras: that hadn't occurred to her, and now who should come along but somebody people might actually listen to if he came in and told them to check the tapes!

It was just a few dollars' worth of candy, seriously! Why did the world have to gang up on her like this?!

"She's just being mean to me," Marie offered as an excuse, trying to bite back her temper (and sound a little plaintive, instead). "This happens a lot, so don't worry about it."

That should do it. Let her try and point fingers now!

-it was that guy. The one Nanase ran into on the street. Did he recognize her, too? That would be perfect- She didn't want anyone she knew catching this, especially if Marie was caught and the word "accomplish" started floating around.

But oh, oh no. It might not be the candy, but Marie was just happy to stick her with the trouble. Typical- And begging for a big enough "hmph!" to make anyone proud.

"Why you- Don't even think about pinning all this on me! -sorry," she started, a lot quieter as she turned at Russ. "If you need through, we'll move. Some of us need to finish admitting to some things."

Russ arched an eyebrow at the both of them, but at the same time, had to bite back a smile. It was almost cute what terrible liars they were.

"Perhaps it would be helpful to have a mediator," he said. "Sometimes the thing you need most is a little outside perspective."

"And you're offering?" Marie guessed, before catching on that taking out her temper on this man would only, in fact, make her situation worse. On the other hand, if she could get him on her side - she was the injured party here, after all! In so many ways!

But if Nanase actually voiced her suspicions....why wasn't Scarlett here?! She was so good at taking care of this kind of thing! She'd have this man eating out of the palm of her hand, and Nanase packed off to jail for shoplifting instead! Yet without Scarlett here, Marie'd have to manage alone...

She swallowed nervously and hoped that didn't make her look like the guilty party. "It's just a little thing, that's all," she pointed out, and tried to loop an arm through Nanase's. "We're really good friends beneath it all, so you don't have to worry! Even if she always picks on me. And says I did things I didn't. I can forgive all that, because she's my friend!"

Sniffing, she smiled. Friend. Yeah. Oh, she was gonna get Nanase back for this but good.

Nanase considered Russ's offer, but didn't look exactly convinced. "Offer what? No offense, but this isn't hard to work out." Not as far as she was concerned. Marie was trying to cry her way out of trouble, Nanase wasn't buying it. Didn't everyone else see through this?

-except Marie wasn't done digging her hole, and if she expected Nanase to do anything but stiffen, jolt as far from the grabby girl as she can? Well, she didn't know her at all.

"Since when have- You think any that will stop me from walking right into that store?"

"If it's not hard to work out, why have you spent the past ten minutes arguing about it?" Russ asked - quite reasonably, he thought. "Clearly there's more going on here than meets the eye." A wry grin at the little joke.

Marie, not being a particularly perceptive soul, missed the reference. All she could tell was that this man had determined to meddle in a private matter, and if an adult and not a fellow schoolgirl went into that store and demanded they review the footage - would there be footage - or even asked the clerk if she'd bought anything - though they couldn't prove those candy bars came from that store, could they -

"Simple! She's a little hardheaded," Marie retorted, and decided that if digging her heels in wouldn't help she'd just have to try something else. "Go anywhere you want, Shimizu. I've got a record to break."

And she attempted to push past the man, pulling out another candy bar and chomping down on it. Couldn't really prove anything. But all the same, better destroy the evidence.

Why that- Gah! She couldn't just let Marie go skipping off to club, eating her prize and showing her up in her absence! And it didn't really matter, did it? Either the shop would catch her and come running, or she could come back and rat her out later!

You know, if Nanase felt like it. Maybe she'd see how she behaved in club first. Yeah.

But she can't help one last dig by grumbling to Russ- "If the shop staff come running out here, tell them it was her, will you?" With the candy bars, that is, but. Well- again, she'd see.

[open] monday afternoon - something's fishy

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and then i noticed something-