A pirouette, a skip, a hop, a dash out of the train station and on their route as soon as the train and crowd allowed it so. Wylan wasn’t fond of being cooped up for long, not with so many shenanigans to be had and things afoot. He’s already animated enough just as himself, but the full body costume has exponentially intensified that aspect of his personality. Were it not for his accented Japanese and off tone, he may have even made for a good backup actor for the actual series!
Nevermind his body language doesn’t at all match up, but hey! He could still totally do it if he put his mind to it. Posing comes naturally.
He comes to a prancing stop as Yuzuki does, following her ‘gaze’ (both of them wearing masks and all) over to the building. It’s not really what he expected! And doesn’t entirely match their chosen outfits unfortunately (or fortunately?). But clashing styles isn’t about to stop Wylan. With a bellowed out yell he starts inside, oblivious to the snapping photos and looks that were frequently passed their way.
“Lets not keep our foes waiting then! I’m counting on you, nakama!”
The blue canary darted across the street leading her partner in crime to the location of their current mission.
“The place is called Kowloon City. Not the actual Kowloon City, that place is long gone,” she gave a hearty chuckle, “But this is a close second. Six floors of Kowloon inspired terrain open for exploring, hiding, fightin’ and shootin’!”
Though the building stood tall and wide, there stood only a single subtly marked door as its grand entrance, intricately designed to blend in with the rest of the exterior. The only sign out front was a rusted metal plaque next to the door that read: ‘Warning: Condemned Area. Enter and have fun at your own risk! Welcome to Kowloon City Laser Tag & Arcade!’
Where these two were going, they didn’t need signs, so naturally, the plaque went unnoticed by Yuzuki as she went straight for the door. This brash woman knew exactly where she was and what waited for them beyond these walls. With a grunt, gripping the handle with both hands, she pulled open the heavy metal door. Its hinges hummed and squeaked, and soon the unexpected but most certainly welcomed cool blast of air conditioning hit their faces. Yuzuki had to give them props for the dedication to detail and craftsmanship... also the lack of dedication to realism. She’d be damned if they had to run around in a sauna!
“Hah...,” she laughed quietly to herself as she stepped inside. Soon the two would be immersed in an artificial world unlike their own. Immediately upon entering the lobby, the ambiance is set by the sound of music (probably from a bunch of different anime and video games) to set to get the players pumped and ready to fight.
The two were greeted by a young man dressed in frayed and shabby attire, paired with a name tag that read ‘Tashi’. Wide eyed, his eyed scanned Yuzuki from head to toe. There may have even been a bit of a flush to his cheeks.
“G-- er, oh, greetings, and welcome to Kowloon City! You’re just in time! Our next round is set to begin in three minutes! One round will be 500 yen, although you can opt to pay 1300 yen for three roun---”
A handful of cash was then shoved at the young man, Yuzuki estimated about enough for three rounds for the two of them. There may have been a bit more... eh, oh well, the sap could consider it tip or something.
“Oh, er, okay, well! You can head on through those doors and uh, suit up? I know you’re already dressed up, but in order to properly play you need---”
“Spare the speech get it, buddy!” Yuzuki chuckled with a dismissive wave of her hand.
