An index finger raises near the corner of her lips, as if yes – explosive entries sounds like a mighty good idea, “Hmm, maybe!”
At the suggestion of a race, Rikku gives a victory fist pump as if already expecting to come in first. Bouncing a bit from one foot to the other at the built of energy the prospect of leaving Tidus in the dust causes, “You becha!” She leans forwards, a smirk quickening on her lips as gloved hands clap together. Her voice takes on a playful inflection, “Loser shines the winner’s boots!”
A major strength of her job class is speed – she doubted the new arrival knew this given the suggestion, and was cockily looking forwards to impressing her friend and shiny shoes.
Mogtide earns a friendly wave and a “Hiya!” before the Al Bhed’s attention returns to the Blitzer. Only then Tidus receives an annoyed look the girl normally reserved for Wakka. The least he could do is notice she’s grown! ...Granted, the springy thief still has a very, very long way to go before catching up with Lulu. “Over a year now.”
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At the suggestion of a race, Rikku gives a victory fist pump as if already expecting to come in first. Bouncing a bit from one foot to the other at the built of energy the prospect of leaving Tidus in the dust causes, “You becha!” She leans forwards, a smirk quickening on her lips as gloved hands clap together. Her voice takes on a playful inflection, “Loser shines the winner’s boots!”
A major strength of her job class is speed – she doubted the new arrival knew this given the suggestion, and was cockily looking forwards to impressing her friend and shiny shoes.
Mogtide earns a friendly wave and a “Hiya!” before the Al Bhed’s attention returns to the Blitzer. Only then Tidus receives an annoyed look the girl normally reserved for Wakka. The least he could do is notice she’s grown! ...Granted, the springy thief still has a very, very long way to go before catching up with Lulu. “Over a year now.”