my weight in quarters

[keyed_up]

Soph's not immune to large coins anymore. She has now ducked into Milliways briefly, which she could - "never do before" - and left without incident. And Bella says she's torchable. So supposedly she could do almost anything, now.

What she wants to do is this.

She finds Tony - ahahaha, she can teleport now, no spending a pentagon every time wincing when she remembers where they come from - and says:

"Let's go blow my weight in quarters on arcade games and finish that James Bond marathon?"

(She has other friends, who she knows better than Tony, but they don't know about stuff, she wants to keep it that way, and she's going to be in a bit of a mood about stuff for a while; better to put them off until she's got her equilibrium back.)

Comments

[keyed_up]

"Bella says I can decide whether to tell Mom and Dad that I'm only recently real. That's how she said it, 'only recently real'."

[toblameforit]

"Yeah, that's one way to put it, I guess."

[keyed_up]

"I kinda don't think I will. Not soon anyway. My friends neither. I like having pockets of normalcy."

[toblameforit]

"Must be nice."

[keyed_up]

"Are you gonna be legally alive again any time soon? Take your company back and stuff?"

[toblameforit]

"Who even knows," says Tony. "It just seems like such a hassle, you know?"

[keyed_up]

"Yeah, but, like, if you get pulled over or something right now what are you even going to do? Being dead seems like a hassle too."

[toblameforit]

"...That is a good point," Tony admits. "And here's the arcade!"

[keyed_up]

"Arcades don't card!" agrees Soph brightly, and she skips out of the car.

[toblameforit]

Tony follows, giggling.

[keyed_up]

Soph wants to play DDR first. She is really good at it. "After this you can beat me at something with cars in it," she says.

[toblameforit]

"You're so nice to me," laughs Tony.

[keyed_up]

"I am super nice!" she says, polishing off the last steps of "Butterfly" on hard mode and striking a victory pose.

[toblameforit]

"And really good at DDR!"

[keyed_up]

"Yeah, I conjured up a home set when - well, I mean, I remember - I mean in the closet at home there's - yes. I am really good at DDR."

[toblameforit]

"Gotcha," he says. "Time to find a racing game for me to kick your ass at?"

[keyed_up]

"Yeah, pick something cool."

[toblameforit]

He picks something cool!

He kicks her ass at it.

[keyed_up]

Soph loses gracefully, where "gracefully" means "while punching him playfully in the shoulder", and heads for skeeball. She's pretty good at skeeball.

[toblameforit]

Tony is half decent at skeeball! They shall play skeeball.

[keyed_up]

Then it is pinball time, that being how they chose this place!

[toblameforit]

Pinball time is one of the best times there is!

[keyed_up]

Soph is not very good at pinball! But they have a lot of quarters.

[toblameforit]

They do. They have many, many quarters. A practically endless supply.

[keyed_up]

Soph's attention span runs out before their quarters do. She blows all her tickets on plastic bangles and earrings to add to her jewelry collection.