"And we're all minors, I don't want to know what any of us are like drunk." Akira added his two cents to the conversation.
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He chuckles. "Yeah, yeah, I got it. Come on, the food here is great!" He says, happy to be here with his daughter.
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"...how does he know that?" Goro asked uncomfortably off to the side. He was very aware of Deadpool's...less then heroic deeds and many of them.
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Morté chuckles. "Well, the same chefs were in the tower. And this isn't the first time he's snuck into one of our bases." She says.
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"As I can imagine." Goro shook his head.
Now hungry from the vomiting episode, Ryuji rushed for some food to wash the taste away in his mouth with. Not caring about anything else.
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Deadpool grins, hugging Morté tight, and there's an audible pop as he dislocates her shoulder in the process. "I can't help it. They apparently don't want me to see my own baby girl, and I can't let that stand!"
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"Well I for one won't stand in the way of family." Akira spoke up with a small smirk. There was genuine affection, even if they were...rough...with eachother.
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Morté grins, pushing her shoulder back into place. "Thanks. Could you do us a solid and not tell anyone he was here?" She asks. "I mean, he'd be fine, but I'd get in trouble."
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"He was never here." Everyone agreed with a smirk, they were much more easy going around Mortè. It seemed her position caused natural understanding with the Phantom Thieves.
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She grins. "You guys are amazing." She says, relaxing, and shows them to the food tables. Most of it is American stuff, but there are a couple things from other countries, Japan included.
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"They have melon soda!" Anne instantly cheered, grabbing one of the cans.
"Anne is a bit of a sweet tooth." Ryuji admitted.
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Morté laughs, seeing her father go nuts for the Mexican food. "Chimichangas!" He exclaims, very happy about this.
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The rest of the group also dug in, some of them experimenting with the American food.
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Morté gets a very large cheeseburger, then realizes that she would have to take off her mask to eat it, and sort of freezes up.
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"Is something wrong?" Yusuke wasn't really stuffing his face, but he was continuously poking and picking up small fried balls of something with a toothpick and eating it whole. Thankfully sans the toothpick.
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"Umm… sort of." She mumbles. Deadpool picks up on it, and removes his mask, revealing his own, terribly scarred face. "She's a bit self conscious." He says, and calmly starts eating his plate full of chimichangas.
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OOC: I GOT SPOILED NOOOOOO!
IC: "...ah. I see." Yusuke looked away out of more respect than anything else.
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Deadpool pulls out a sort of veil to cover her face, and helps her put it on, while removing her face so that no one will see her. He seems sad that she has to hide like this, that she's so scared of her own face.
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"I'm sorry. It may have seemed a little insensitive about my earlier comment." Yusuke apologised.
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He chuckles softly. "For what, an anti smoking campaign? 'Don't let your skin look like this.'" He jokes, continuing to eat. "I don't sweat it. Literally, no more sweat glands on this mug. But Morté isn't that way. She's shy."