Musing of times gone by (Closed - Hakuno)
Regarding the other’s uncertainty, Schezo gave a boisterous, dramatic laugh as he usually did. “Even if you, too, have been busy with the strange happenings taken place, I am certain your memory of the game will have still stuck with you and help you to try new exciting movements in the Puyo Battle, no? That is just nature of memory!” That…made sense, actually.
Schezo could indeed say some smart things when he felt like it. That said, he got his copy of the tome from his robe pockets, and summoned his own Puyo grid. “Let us fight with Puyo Puyo! I’m all yours!!” Schezo, watch your wording. Please.
That did make sense, the dark mage was insightful and wise in his own way after all. Even if he was silly and bolsterous on most days, he did have centuries of history as a powerful Dark Mage under his belt after all, painful or no.
Though he really needed to watch his wording. Even Hakuno wasn’t naive enough to not notice the innuendo there.
She pushed that aside and instead focused her concentration on the game of Puyo Puyo that began, trying her best to arrange the dropping Puyos in a way that would create chains. It was...tempting to match four as soon as possible, but she knew if she built them up she’d have larger payoff.
Now if only she wouldn’t build them up too much...