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Location: Island to Cabin
Interactions: Solaris @xLarius, Haruhi @ScarletNova, Medrin @Jig The Zom-B
Mood: Regretting
At the mention of a Gigolo, Aya's interest perked back to the two lovebirds. Smile pulling into entertainment as she played with the thought. Senpai Kousei-chan a Gigolo? That would be highly convenient. Gigolo's were severely underused in Aya's mind. Sure they were often looked down on and seen as a source of humiliation among certain rich crowds, but in Aya's chosen crowds, they were as common as brown nosers. And overlooked just as much. Therein lay it's advantage. She'd often contemplated in keeping a Gigolo more than a few days. An experiment to see how effective they could truly be when put to good use. She was certain they'd make a great resource if done right. And she liked that they were so easy to please.
Hence, she found a tinge of disappointment at the lightheartedness of the entire conversation.
'I didn't know being a Gigolo was scary though.'
Keeping her smile entirely entertained, she half leaned, half sat on the edge of a particularly crumbled bit of the wall. Watching them banter as a high drama fan would a soap opera. "On the contrary, have you seen a Gigolo? They can be quite terrifying when they want to be." The humored tint matched the coy behind Haruhi's voice. As though they were sharing a personal joke between themselves. It was not too surprising when Tarzan guy dropped down from his high place and began introducing himself to Haruhi. Rich and personable, for Haruhi to not gain favor of those who esteemed themselves above the 'dirt' would be quite the sight. Not to mention she was the host of the entire club. The boy would have to have a death wish to continue his 'holier than thou' act around the club president. Or at the very least, wish to be kicked off the trip. It didn't seem to be the case.
But it would be a lie if she didn't admit that she was entirely caught off guard by him suddenly turning to Aya herself.
She'd seen her fair share of manipulators in her life time. Surrounded herself by them even. Yet there were rules created from living in such a place. Obvious signs that typically put a mark on people's heads. There had to be. In a world where everyone hid behind fake smiles and friendly masks, the successful knew what would disrupt all their cunning lies and deceptions and what would go beyond the typical backlash that came with losing such mind games. The most common were meddlers. People who watched and listened into affairs that weren't theirs, promising to keep secrets and then turning around and breaking the trusts they had been given without a penny of bribery. People like that often put targets on their backs faster than anyone else. As they were quickly labelled faulty and unreliable to use. Diving into another's mess of legal shark tanks and destroying it without dipping your own feet into the water was simply unfair. And after about one or two larks like such, more and more business people would rally to see said meddlers either safely behind bars, or publicly slandered into pieces.
Everyone was greedy, everyone wanted to play the game. So when people threatened to uncover all games ahead of them out of shear naivety to the game, it was everyone's best interest to find the outsider incapacitated.
To be honest, Aya hadn't expected to find someone like that among a mixture of poor and rich. Judging by the brands he wore alone, the boy had to be on the poorer side of things. Odd, if he were trying to play mind games, she would have thought he would have done it among those equal to him. Not to those who may be a multipurpose benefit. Yet he had clearly seen her enter into the area not a few minutes ago. Her arrival had been quite the pompous one, Kousei senpai chan had seen it. He'd even had the nerve to awknowledge her words to him. Yes, he had quite clearly and very decisively ignored her upon first confrontation. In which he'd had ample time to introduce himself. Yet now that Haruhi was in the clearing (of which he was at the very least smart enough not to recreate the same misdemeanor to both), he suddenly told her that being presented with the opportunity to meet her was a 'fortune'. The duality was very apparent. Almost tangible really. And that was where this Medrin Hymm had created himself a target.
The second type of people who had to leave the scene if manipulative business terrors wished to thrive, were the free-loaders. Those who felt they could treat anyone like anything then expect another to turn and play along with their little projects of manipulation. It always ruined more than it gave to those who were willing to betray so many. And it created a danger to anyone and everyone for how exposing their clumsy manipulations were. Those who free-loaded took down unsuspecting connections. And thus, needed to leave before all connections were broken and everyone was left to create their own weaker bits of malice on their own.
While Aya herself had dabbled in the meddling business a few times, she'd always thought freeloaders were quite stupid. It felt like common sense really. If someone wanted to use another to get to someone else, all they had to do was get in said actor's good graces. Then all that needed was the slight push. Betrayals and blatant disregard towards them aside could come later when they were no longer worth using. Burning bridges from the start and then expecting someone to act all buddy buddy towards the other was just plain dumb.
Long explanation short, Aya was not at all interested in what she was certain was Hymm's hasty grab to act nice while in the audience of Haruhi. What else could it possibly be really? To blatantly ignore her until Haruhi showed up? Then suddenly act as though he 'hadn't had the fortune of learning her name'. Lies any blind bat could see from a mile away. Not only was it a nuisance for him to expect her to play along with the 'oh I haven't had the time to ask who you are yet, I really hope we can be friends', it was personally offensive to think that he genuinely thought she would not resent him for thinking she'd actually let him go through with it.
Really, he ought to have at least shown some interest if he'd wanted to use her. If one was going to play the part, they really ought to play it all.
At least she knew his target.
With this thought, she didn't bother to hide a smug grin as Haruhi spoke her compliments to Aya. Her head tilted slightly higher as she pushed herself off the wall and all but reciprocated the blatant ignoring that Medrin had done moments earlier as he introduced himself. "I am rather gracious to my good friends." She admitted to Haruhi. Luckily she thought herself kinder than Medrin, so she let her eyes slid over to him to show she did know he existed. "I always have their best interest in mind." She gave the boy a wink before returning her attentions back to Haruhi.
She could barely hold back a disbelieving scoff as Medrin continued on as though he were running the show. Quite the cocky one for someone who manipulated like a novice. Really, he couldn't be more obvious in his little power rush towards Haruhi. It was so dissatisfying to see really. Didn't he know he was making his own victim look like she was not even in charge? He didn't even have the decency to wait before acting as if he owned the group. In truth it was a little hilarious. Poor Haruhi, if this continued Aya was certain Haruhi was going to have the power fight of her life simply to keep this Hymm boy from trying to take her role as President. He was already leaving the Co-President without any jobs. Perhaps he meant to do that with the entire club. That would... honestly be fun to watch if she didn't already have her own plans for these people.
Her silent laughter cut short when the fool turned towards her and took off his coat. Immediately the humor dissipated. Her blood turning to ice as he offered said coat to her. More mind games. This was exactly why these people painted a target on their backs. She couldn't even hide her lip from curling in disgust. It wasn't that she didn't like being offered coats. She truly was missing Ren's hoodie. But for God's sake had he no shame? Wasn't this a bit much? Really, this whole 'see how fast I can flip to being a gentleman', was going a bit far. It was one thing to be used, it was entirely other thing to be used without receiving anything in return. Especially upon first meeting. She supposed he would walk away from this feeling accomplished for having caught her in between a rock and hard place.
It really was true, no good deed went unpunished. If she hadn't given Haruhi that hoodie, she wouldn't have to wear wool. There wasn't really a choice truly, seeing as Haruhi was practically ordering her to do what she wanted. The most frustrating part too. She hated feeling forced to do something. Ugh, she really did hate clumsy manipulators. They always got away with the stupidest things before being brought down to their knees. Of course she had to take it. Everyone was watching because this was the 'first time Medrin was able to introduce himself'. Not only would it look rude and childish to decline, both the vice president and the president would mark her as someone undignified and troublesome. Meaning she was forced to wear the coat until they were home.
She was seriously regretting the decision she'd made to give Haruhi Ren's hoodie. Kindness really was the worst kind of weakness. How many times did she have to live out scenarios like this before that lesson stuck? Apparently one more time.
Well, if he so terribly wanted her to help him play out this 'nice guy' routine, she could do it just as terribly as he did.
Giving him the largest, fakest smile, Aya let out an obnoxiously loud squeal as she clapped her hands together and proceeded to forcefully yank out the coat from Medrin's hands. "Oh thank you! Just for that I think I'll call you hubby wubby! So Kousei senpai-chan won't have to worry about false accusations." She grinned. "Hubby wubby... yes that works quite beautifully. Since your such hubby wubby material!" It really was fun to act the obnoxious part of pompous rich kid. Apart from the embarrassment she felt at acting such a doltish fool, she really did find some humor behind the shear stupidity of her persona. "You've really outdone yourself this year. Which comes to no surprise, seeing as I'm a member too aren't I?" The question wasn't meant to be answered. So she simply giggled like a ninny afterwards as she pulled on the coat.
A lurch of disgust sent a shiver through her as she briefly wondered if it was warm from Medrin's sweat having climbed trees like a monkey while holding onto the thing. Her jaw clenched as she felt it rub her skin a bit raw from the wool. She meant to use this coat on him if he truly valued it, he severely needed to understand basic manipulation cordiality.
As stormy as she felt towards being forced to wear a wool coat against her better judgement (she might as well be wearing a straight jacket), Haruhi had called her cute. Not only that, she'd offer to care for her in case she got sick. That took a bit of her steam away, and she even found it rather easy to smile in amusement at the other pretty girl. "You'll tempt me to fall ill on purpose if you promise that."
She smirked as Haruhi and Kousei-senpai-chan shared another look. They certainly had something going on between them. Though what Aya couldn't be sure.
Still repulsed at being forced to wear a coat against her will due to giving Haruhi something, Aya's hand slightly flinched as Haruhi went to grasp it. Something about the show made Aya feel more weary now. Haruhi was proving to be a very upfront person. Between her ease at showing her deep rooted connection and affection with Kousei-kun and how quickly she'd uncovered Aya's act of giving her Ren's coat, who knew what else Haruhi would give away to other people.
'Don't let her catch on', Aya eased further into the smile. Letting the girl grasp her hand and returning the hold with a small squeeze of reassurance. Her eyes flicked to Medrin, hoping he saw his efforts to gain the rich kid's approval was helping Aya more than Medrin. Her smile grew larger as she let Haruhi pull her along. Batting her eyes towards the two others for greater effect. "Riches and success are rather hard to beat. Jealousy is the only right response for any of this." She nodded, turning to give Haruhi a school girl smile. "As long as they realize I'll not be swayed by even the terrifying Gigolo, we should be fine~"
She let herself be tugged along by Haruhi, the back of her mind still preparing herself for the trip back knowing full well that her skin would be thoroughly irritated by the time they got back wool certainly was an itchy sort of material. Next time she wouldn't give Haruhi her hoodie. That point was obvious.
The ride back she continued to return Medrin's blatant ignorance with her own. Let him talk to her, the only time she'd ever reply back, would be away from those who she needed to keep a good relations with. She didn't trust herself to say anything good otherwise. Instead she simply returned to enjoy the feel of wind on her face. Speed boats were nice. Water was nice. The noise especially was nice. She didn't have to talk to anyone or pretend anything when they were all muted by the engine.
As she expected her skin was raw. Though not as bad as she supposed. Still, the discomfort was large. She couldn't even properly enjoy the fact that Kousei senpai chan had purposefully stayed behind with Haruhi for a hidden moment of privacy, before she was off and hurrying towards the cabin. She'd have to grab a blanket from somewhere. Truth be told, the fact that it all felt like a successful manipulation as he had inevitably forced her to take his feigned kindness, ruined the entire point of wearing his coat. Thus she found herself eager to get the dreadful thing off.
She paused at the door. Straightening as she caught her misstep. No, she shouldn't show the Hymm boy she was annoyed at his little jab. It was better for her to have him believe he had successfully won her compliance over a meager coat. If he truly was naive as he was. Even if he wasn't, she would have an upper hand by having him think she was as malleable as he thought.
She twisted around and grinned at Medrin, a mischievous spark in her eye, "Didn't Kousei-kun and Haruhi look absolutely adorable together?!" She asked to him, forcing her aching skin to relax into the grained wool. "Do you think they're dating?"
Summary lol:
Aya feels Medrin is trying to manipulate her into helping him gain Haruhi's favor. Which she doesn't really like since he ignored her at first (boo hoo so mean), Haruhi cools her off a bit because she compliments Aya (Compliments are
). Aya ignores Medrin for the speedboat ride back, and then tries to make amends before they go into the cabin by gossiping about Haruhi and Sol's relationship
Interactions: Solaris @xLarius, Haruhi @ScarletNova, Medrin @Jig The Zom-B
Mood: Regretting
At the mention of a Gigolo, Aya's interest perked back to the two lovebirds. Smile pulling into entertainment as she played with the thought. Senpai Kousei-chan a Gigolo? That would be highly convenient. Gigolo's were severely underused in Aya's mind. Sure they were often looked down on and seen as a source of humiliation among certain rich crowds, but in Aya's chosen crowds, they were as common as brown nosers. And overlooked just as much. Therein lay it's advantage. She'd often contemplated in keeping a Gigolo more than a few days. An experiment to see how effective they could truly be when put to good use. She was certain they'd make a great resource if done right. And she liked that they were so easy to please.Hence, she found a tinge of disappointment at the lightheartedness of the entire conversation.
'I didn't know being a Gigolo was scary though.'
Keeping her smile entirely entertained, she half leaned, half sat on the edge of a particularly crumbled bit of the wall. Watching them banter as a high drama fan would a soap opera. "On the contrary, have you seen a Gigolo? They can be quite terrifying when they want to be." The humored tint matched the coy behind Haruhi's voice. As though they were sharing a personal joke between themselves. It was not too surprising when Tarzan guy dropped down from his high place and began introducing himself to Haruhi. Rich and personable, for Haruhi to not gain favor of those who esteemed themselves above the 'dirt' would be quite the sight. Not to mention she was the host of the entire club. The boy would have to have a death wish to continue his 'holier than thou' act around the club president. Or at the very least, wish to be kicked off the trip. It didn't seem to be the case.
But it would be a lie if she didn't admit that she was entirely caught off guard by him suddenly turning to Aya herself.
She'd seen her fair share of manipulators in her life time. Surrounded herself by them even. Yet there were rules created from living in such a place. Obvious signs that typically put a mark on people's heads. There had to be. In a world where everyone hid behind fake smiles and friendly masks, the successful knew what would disrupt all their cunning lies and deceptions and what would go beyond the typical backlash that came with losing such mind games. The most common were meddlers. People who watched and listened into affairs that weren't theirs, promising to keep secrets and then turning around and breaking the trusts they had been given without a penny of bribery. People like that often put targets on their backs faster than anyone else. As they were quickly labelled faulty and unreliable to use. Diving into another's mess of legal shark tanks and destroying it without dipping your own feet into the water was simply unfair. And after about one or two larks like such, more and more business people would rally to see said meddlers either safely behind bars, or publicly slandered into pieces.
Everyone was greedy, everyone wanted to play the game. So when people threatened to uncover all games ahead of them out of shear naivety to the game, it was everyone's best interest to find the outsider incapacitated.
To be honest, Aya hadn't expected to find someone like that among a mixture of poor and rich. Judging by the brands he wore alone, the boy had to be on the poorer side of things. Odd, if he were trying to play mind games, she would have thought he would have done it among those equal to him. Not to those who may be a multipurpose benefit. Yet he had clearly seen her enter into the area not a few minutes ago. Her arrival had been quite the pompous one, Kousei senpai chan had seen it. He'd even had the nerve to awknowledge her words to him. Yes, he had quite clearly and very decisively ignored her upon first confrontation. In which he'd had ample time to introduce himself. Yet now that Haruhi was in the clearing (of which he was at the very least smart enough not to recreate the same misdemeanor to both), he suddenly told her that being presented with the opportunity to meet her was a 'fortune'. The duality was very apparent. Almost tangible really. And that was where this Medrin Hymm had created himself a target.
The second type of people who had to leave the scene if manipulative business terrors wished to thrive, were the free-loaders. Those who felt they could treat anyone like anything then expect another to turn and play along with their little projects of manipulation. It always ruined more than it gave to those who were willing to betray so many. And it created a danger to anyone and everyone for how exposing their clumsy manipulations were. Those who free-loaded took down unsuspecting connections. And thus, needed to leave before all connections were broken and everyone was left to create their own weaker bits of malice on their own.
While Aya herself had dabbled in the meddling business a few times, she'd always thought freeloaders were quite stupid. It felt like common sense really. If someone wanted to use another to get to someone else, all they had to do was get in said actor's good graces. Then all that needed was the slight push. Betrayals and blatant disregard towards them aside could come later when they were no longer worth using. Burning bridges from the start and then expecting someone to act all buddy buddy towards the other was just plain dumb.
Long explanation short, Aya was not at all interested in what she was certain was Hymm's hasty grab to act nice while in the audience of Haruhi. What else could it possibly be really? To blatantly ignore her until Haruhi showed up? Then suddenly act as though he 'hadn't had the fortune of learning her name'. Lies any blind bat could see from a mile away. Not only was it a nuisance for him to expect her to play along with the 'oh I haven't had the time to ask who you are yet, I really hope we can be friends', it was personally offensive to think that he genuinely thought she would not resent him for thinking she'd actually let him go through with it.
Really, he ought to have at least shown some interest if he'd wanted to use her. If one was going to play the part, they really ought to play it all.
At least she knew his target.
With this thought, she didn't bother to hide a smug grin as Haruhi spoke her compliments to Aya. Her head tilted slightly higher as she pushed herself off the wall and all but reciprocated the blatant ignoring that Medrin had done moments earlier as he introduced himself. "I am rather gracious to my good friends." She admitted to Haruhi. Luckily she thought herself kinder than Medrin, so she let her eyes slid over to him to show she did know he existed. "I always have their best interest in mind." She gave the boy a wink before returning her attentions back to Haruhi.
She could barely hold back a disbelieving scoff as Medrin continued on as though he were running the show. Quite the cocky one for someone who manipulated like a novice. Really, he couldn't be more obvious in his little power rush towards Haruhi. It was so dissatisfying to see really. Didn't he know he was making his own victim look like she was not even in charge? He didn't even have the decency to wait before acting as if he owned the group. In truth it was a little hilarious. Poor Haruhi, if this continued Aya was certain Haruhi was going to have the power fight of her life simply to keep this Hymm boy from trying to take her role as President. He was already leaving the Co-President without any jobs. Perhaps he meant to do that with the entire club. That would... honestly be fun to watch if she didn't already have her own plans for these people.
Her silent laughter cut short when the fool turned towards her and took off his coat. Immediately the humor dissipated. Her blood turning to ice as he offered said coat to her. More mind games. This was exactly why these people painted a target on their backs. She couldn't even hide her lip from curling in disgust. It wasn't that she didn't like being offered coats. She truly was missing Ren's hoodie. But for God's sake had he no shame? Wasn't this a bit much? Really, this whole 'see how fast I can flip to being a gentleman', was going a bit far. It was one thing to be used, it was entirely other thing to be used without receiving anything in return. Especially upon first meeting. She supposed he would walk away from this feeling accomplished for having caught her in between a rock and hard place.
It really was true, no good deed went unpunished. If she hadn't given Haruhi that hoodie, she wouldn't have to wear wool. There wasn't really a choice truly, seeing as Haruhi was practically ordering her to do what she wanted. The most frustrating part too. She hated feeling forced to do something. Ugh, she really did hate clumsy manipulators. They always got away with the stupidest things before being brought down to their knees. Of course she had to take it. Everyone was watching because this was the 'first time Medrin was able to introduce himself'. Not only would it look rude and childish to decline, both the vice president and the president would mark her as someone undignified and troublesome. Meaning she was forced to wear the coat until they were home.
She was seriously regretting the decision she'd made to give Haruhi Ren's hoodie. Kindness really was the worst kind of weakness. How many times did she have to live out scenarios like this before that lesson stuck? Apparently one more time.
Well, if he so terribly wanted her to help him play out this 'nice guy' routine, she could do it just as terribly as he did.
Giving him the largest, fakest smile, Aya let out an obnoxiously loud squeal as she clapped her hands together and proceeded to forcefully yank out the coat from Medrin's hands. "Oh thank you! Just for that I think I'll call you hubby wubby! So Kousei senpai-chan won't have to worry about false accusations." She grinned. "Hubby wubby... yes that works quite beautifully. Since your such hubby wubby material!" It really was fun to act the obnoxious part of pompous rich kid. Apart from the embarrassment she felt at acting such a doltish fool, she really did find some humor behind the shear stupidity of her persona. "You've really outdone yourself this year. Which comes to no surprise, seeing as I'm a member too aren't I?" The question wasn't meant to be answered. So she simply giggled like a ninny afterwards as she pulled on the coat.
A lurch of disgust sent a shiver through her as she briefly wondered if it was warm from Medrin's sweat having climbed trees like a monkey while holding onto the thing. Her jaw clenched as she felt it rub her skin a bit raw from the wool. She meant to use this coat on him if he truly valued it, he severely needed to understand basic manipulation cordiality.
As stormy as she felt towards being forced to wear a wool coat against her better judgement (she might as well be wearing a straight jacket), Haruhi had called her cute. Not only that, she'd offer to care for her in case she got sick. That took a bit of her steam away, and she even found it rather easy to smile in amusement at the other pretty girl. "You'll tempt me to fall ill on purpose if you promise that."
She smirked as Haruhi and Kousei-senpai-chan shared another look. They certainly had something going on between them. Though what Aya couldn't be sure.
Still repulsed at being forced to wear a coat against her will due to giving Haruhi something, Aya's hand slightly flinched as Haruhi went to grasp it. Something about the show made Aya feel more weary now. Haruhi was proving to be a very upfront person. Between her ease at showing her deep rooted connection and affection with Kousei-kun and how quickly she'd uncovered Aya's act of giving her Ren's coat, who knew what else Haruhi would give away to other people.
'Don't let her catch on', Aya eased further into the smile. Letting the girl grasp her hand and returning the hold with a small squeeze of reassurance. Her eyes flicked to Medrin, hoping he saw his efforts to gain the rich kid's approval was helping Aya more than Medrin. Her smile grew larger as she let Haruhi pull her along. Batting her eyes towards the two others for greater effect. "Riches and success are rather hard to beat. Jealousy is the only right response for any of this." She nodded, turning to give Haruhi a school girl smile. "As long as they realize I'll not be swayed by even the terrifying Gigolo, we should be fine~"
She let herself be tugged along by Haruhi, the back of her mind still preparing herself for the trip back knowing full well that her skin would be thoroughly irritated by the time they got back wool certainly was an itchy sort of material. Next time she wouldn't give Haruhi her hoodie. That point was obvious.
The ride back she continued to return Medrin's blatant ignorance with her own. Let him talk to her, the only time she'd ever reply back, would be away from those who she needed to keep a good relations with. She didn't trust herself to say anything good otherwise. Instead she simply returned to enjoy the feel of wind on her face. Speed boats were nice. Water was nice. The noise especially was nice. She didn't have to talk to anyone or pretend anything when they were all muted by the engine.
As she expected her skin was raw. Though not as bad as she supposed. Still, the discomfort was large. She couldn't even properly enjoy the fact that Kousei senpai chan had purposefully stayed behind with Haruhi for a hidden moment of privacy, before she was off and hurrying towards the cabin. She'd have to grab a blanket from somewhere. Truth be told, the fact that it all felt like a successful manipulation as he had inevitably forced her to take his feigned kindness, ruined the entire point of wearing his coat. Thus she found herself eager to get the dreadful thing off.
She paused at the door. Straightening as she caught her misstep. No, she shouldn't show the Hymm boy she was annoyed at his little jab. It was better for her to have him believe he had successfully won her compliance over a meager coat. If he truly was naive as he was. Even if he wasn't, she would have an upper hand by having him think she was as malleable as he thought.
She twisted around and grinned at Medrin, a mischievous spark in her eye, "Didn't Kousei-kun and Haruhi look absolutely adorable together?!" She asked to him, forcing her aching skin to relax into the grained wool. "Do you think they're dating?"
Summary lol:
Aya feels Medrin is trying to manipulate her into helping him gain Haruhi's favor. Which she doesn't really like since he ignored her at first (boo hoo so mean), Haruhi cools her off a bit because she compliments Aya (Compliments are
). Aya ignores Medrin for the speedboat ride back, and then tries to make amends before they go into the cabin by gossiping about Haruhi and Sol's relationship
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