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[Good luck getting her tired, Natalia.]

Hard to say. I tended to start fights with any bullies I found, but at the same time, I did find I rather enjoyed exercise... I'd rather work out than sit still. And eventually, I started taking karate classes to help with that.

... I see.

[ She nods. ]

I was more athletic before I lost my arm, I confess. The recovery period, not to mention just having the prosthetic did limit some of the sports I could do, and as such while I remained in shape... I didn't really do anything too organized after.

[ But... okay. And - eight pins again. She is off her game a little.

Oh well, the point was to win and she still would. ]

[She nods, taking her own ball.]

If you'd like, my brother is a karate instructor. He could likely figure out a way for you to do the exercises and learning, even with only one arm.

[This time, she puts too much power, and the ball spins off, only clipping a couple of pins... dammit.]

Who knows, maybe I'll gain some ability where I don't need to...

[ She trails off here and laughs again, cleaning up the last pins. ]

I'm sorry, that sounded too dour.

It's not impossible.

[Another roll... six pins total. she grimaces.]

It seems almost anything is possible, anymore.

I'm being silly in the first place, getting this anger and scared. Nothing's even happened to me yet.

[ Her turn. She sighs and gets into position. ]

Not at all. Rather, I think it would be odder if you weren't scared. Not knowing if it will happen can be more frightening than certainty.

That's surprisingly forgiving! Did I charm you?

[ She laughs, but ... there! And with that...

Oh, good, another strike! ]

I wasn't aware there was anything that needed forgiveness.

[She sounds genuinely confused as she takes her own ball...

This time, she makes a spare. She's improving fast.]

I was rude earlier.

[ Like.

She was rude to a number of people, but. ]

I'll admit I'm not the biggest sweetie ever usually, but I was letting it get to me.

[She shakes her head.]

You were confused and probably rather frightened. I was rather spiteful myself, loading all of the worst parts of the application at you. There was no harm done.

[ . . . Mmm.

Natalia shakes her head at that, going up for her next turn. The other girl is improving, she needs to at least pull off one double-strike this game even if she's mostly just doing this to tire out her arm and therefore the rest of her. She's not sure what to say to that immediately and... ]

No, I suppose not! Well, that's good.

And something positive came out of it, anyway. I met a new friend, and learned a new sport.

[... is bowling a sport? it is now. she's just watching, waiting for Natalia to take her turn.]

Oh please! There are championships, but I'm not going to be one of those people that insists we need to call this game a sport.

[ She laughs at that.

... A friend? Well. She doesn't disagree, but it's still interesting all the same. Yes, a friend. Well, let's... Do it!

The ball curves dangerously to the left this time actually, but swerves back at the end and slams into the pins for a second strike! Good, finally! ]

A game, then. Either way, I hadn't tried it before... It's fun, clown shoes aside.

[Cleo, sadly, can't quite match up to the strike. But she's seeming to start to get more consistent with spares, improving and refining her rolling every time like she's some kind of crazy-ass shonen protagonist.]

Well, can't have us looking too good. We'd knock out everyone in here.

[ . . . Apparently, this is how she treats her friends, given she's cupping her face with her one real hand and leaning over the counter by the little table of their lane. ]

I suppose. I normally save knocking people out for the karate mats, anyway.

[... she thinks she's funny.]

[ Wow ]

You know, if we're friends, for a change of pace! I could dress you up sometime, see if you can't knock people out a different way.

[She takes a moment to consider it...]

I suppose I do need to replace much of my wardrobe, anyway.

I promise not to exploit you too much!

[ Wait what ]

Wait, what?

[yeah, what the smalltext said]

I said that the outfits will be fun. I can sense you do have a particular style you work best with.

[ . . . That is in no way what she said. ]

... Have I mentioned yet that these ears hear extremely well?

[SHE CALLS BULLSHIT.]

Do they? That's a convenient benefit to them... ah, do you need to be careful about washing them out too?

[ . . . ]

Yes, though I take care of cats frequently, so it's not something I am entirely unused to.

[staring at her expectantly....]

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