Cliff Fittir (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
aerialassault) wrote2013-06-18 06:10 pm
aerialassault) wrote2013-06-18 06:10 pm
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[The text showed up in the journals around dawn, in the style of a wanted ad in the newspaper-- if Luceti had a newspaper. The letters were straight and friendly. The message was concise:]
PING PONG TABLE SEEKS HOME
PUBLIC ACCESS REQUIRED
REPLY FOR DETAILS
[That was all Cliff needed to do. He had spent the last month or so just toying with it as a side project, taking his time with the plans, materials, and other details of the table. He found proper measurements for everything and made sure that it was up to professional standards.
Anyone who dares to tell him that ping pong isn't a sport is liable to get payback for the suggestion. Somehow.
Cliff took off for the day after the announcement, after scribbling out a quick note for Fayt that he was headed out. Luceti was relatively safe, but he preferred to keep his people informed of what he was doing. His first stop is Seventh Heaven to grab a bite to eat, since the man can't cook for the life of him. There's a reason he's banned from the kitchen, after all. Throughout the day afterward he can be found in various parts of the plaza, gathering supplies for what looks like a trip to the Beach. With the weather getting warmer, he saw no reason to not take advantage of what the sea had to offer. Diving under to see the fish was always fun, after all.
Feel free to catch him anywhere. Talk to him, harrass him, prank him, join him. Anything goes.]
PING PONG TABLE SEEKS HOME
PUBLIC ACCESS REQUIRED
REPLY FOR DETAILS
[That was all Cliff needed to do. He had spent the last month or so just toying with it as a side project, taking his time with the plans, materials, and other details of the table. He found proper measurements for everything and made sure that it was up to professional standards.
Anyone who dares to tell him that ping pong isn't a sport is liable to get payback for the suggestion. Somehow.
Cliff took off for the day after the announcement, after scribbling out a quick note for Fayt that he was headed out. Luceti was relatively safe, but he preferred to keep his people informed of what he was doing. His first stop is Seventh Heaven to grab a bite to eat, since the man can't cook for the life of him. There's a reason he's banned from the kitchen, after all. Throughout the day afterward he can be found in various parts of the plaza, gathering supplies for what looks like a trip to the Beach. With the weather getting warmer, he saw no reason to not take advantage of what the sea had to offer. Diving under to see the fish was always fun, after all.
Feel free to catch him anywhere. Talk to him, harrass him, prank him, join him. Anything goes.]
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[Really? He knew there wasn't room, and did they really want something like that...?]
I don't think the shopkeep would appreciate us knocking the stands over to much.
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That ain't such a bad idea then. The look on his face'll be priceless, right?
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You know what? I think we have a winner.
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Awesome! When do you want to set it up? I'm flexible.
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Just to make it more fun, how about we do it at night? It'll be way more fun to see what happens after.
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I'm ready whenever you are. If you say tonight, then tonight it is.
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[What? He could totally carry around a ping pong table like it was a puppy.]
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[ And true to her word, Korra will be waiting outside the convenient store just after sundown. ]
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Upon arrival, he grinned.]
You ready to play?
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I'm always ready. Let's get this thing in position.
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Yeah. [He quickly scanned the area, looking for anyone that could notice them and taking stock of what was available to them.]
You didn't happen to bring a ladder along, did you?
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[ Korra heads through the door of the store, reappearing a moment later with a ladder. ]
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[Clearly, Cliff had the sense of humor of a prankster that was half his age. He was grinning like a particularly devious college kid with too much time on his hands.
He set the table down and moved to help Korra with the ladder.]
Did you have an idea of where you wanted to put this, hold it down and all that?
It'd suck if a storm blew by and tossed it off.
[Or rowdy kids. Or drunk people with too much to do. He knew the crazy things that boredom could convince a person to do.]
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[ Oh, right, practical things she should have thought of before now. She helps settle the ladder, before glancing back at the table. ]
We've got some elastic rope in the shop. I bet we can tie it down and set up some kind of perimeter with that.
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[Cliff's gaze darted from the table to the roof as he considered this.]
That'll work for now. We might wanna think about nailing the legs in somehow...but, that'll be something to do later.
[He shifted the table forward and flipped it over so that it was leaning against the ladder. It wasn't terribly heavy for him, but the size and shape were awkward enough that the actual transport became a question of physics rather than strength.]
Mind keeping tabs on the ladder while I get this thing up?
[He slid it up along the rungs, physically indicating what he intended to do.]
Just gonna push her up. It won't take too long.
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[ Something to work on during their next shift together, anyway.
Korra moves to brace the ladder while Cliff climbs. ]
Yeah, no problem. Take your time.
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Cliff spared Korra a glance downward, curious about her plan.]
...Who's Masaomi?
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[With a final heft he brought the table up to the roof and waved her up.]
If he likes you that much, you might also be able to talk him into setting a cover up here. We might be needing a roof on the roof to protect it from the rain.
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Good idea. I'll plug that into the deal, too.
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Do ya think he's up to it? I mean, it could be a tad tricky if he's only got flirting on the mind.
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Re: action; -- shall we start wrapping up?
action; -- sure!