OPENING CEREMONIES

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★ WELCOME TO THE SUMMER OLYMPIC GAMES ★

[ congratulations, fellow athletes, and welcome to the summer olympic games! the opening ceremony was beautiful and involved lots of pomp and circumstance. enjoy the team walk, snipe at the country in front of you's uniforms, wave at the crowd, throw up on someone's feet out of nerves and excitement, but most of all, make sure you smile and wave because you are live and on tv! a lot of tv. no worries.

there's a dinner in the olympic village that acts as a mingle for athletes. do you stick to your team or meet your competitors? is your old friend on a separate team? is the food any good? figure it out.

or maybe the opening ceremony has ended and you're hard at work practicing in the gym? after all, no one goes into any international competition cold. the practice facilities are only a mile from the olympic village and are as massive as anyone could imagine. any sport you want, any equipment you want--everything's here.

attached to the gym is a sauna, a great place to meet sweaty other athletes. naked.

or maybe you'd like to visit the olympic village itself. meet your neighbors, explore the shops, have some coffee... do what you like. the living accommodations are spacious and deserve exploring as well. just try not to throw any wild parties. (or do. the competition technically starts tomorrow but not everyone's playing... better not piss off the neighbors, though.)

no matter what you do--whether it's something listed here or something else entirely, the summer olympics are OPEN FOR BUSINESS. ]

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[Is Masamune coming? Swimming jammers are way more interesting when they're on him but Satoru's pretty sure he'd get his book wet and nobody wants that.

Satoru makes a little face at Masamune's request, equal parts impressed and confused.] Batida...

[He did not do research.

He enters the shop (glorious air conditioning, why is Masamune outside) and returns a couple of minutes later with Masamune's frothy cup of sweet instant coffee and his own more decorative option, along with a couple of bottles of water. He sets all of it in front of Masamune, hovering to see Masamune's reaction to the bear.]

Look.

[In case his book got better while Satoru was away.]

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[ This is why he has a waterproof sleeve for his Kindle, buddy.

He watches Satoru wordlessly as he repeats the name, in part to make sure he's pronouncing it right, and in part to register his opinion of that face. It was cute, but in the annoying way.

His attention slips back to his book while he's left alone, and he sets his thumb into the spine to hold it open one-handed while he slides his cup closer. His eyes flick at Satoru's cup - latte, from the color - and then back to the paragraph he's tried to read four times and failed at.

Satoru's hovering has not gone unnoticed, but it isn't until he hears the command that he looks again.

Ah. A bear. He snorts, looking at Satoru. ] What, you didn't go for matching ones?

[ This is the closest he's getting to 'it's cute' unless pressed. ]

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[Yeah but if he's really going to bring his Kindle then he's missing the point of hanging out with guys in jammers.

He doesn't mean to keep Masamune from his book, but Satoru also knows if Masamune really wants to read, he'll find a way to get Satoru to stop bothering him. It's a learned balance that they're each capable of tipping when they feel like it.

Once Masamune reacts, though, he's satisfied, moving the cup toward his own seat and starting to sit down... until the thought of matching ones comes up.]

I asked but they would've had to do it with cocoa and I didn't think you'd want it.

[If he wanted a mocha, he'd've asked for a mocha.]

I can still get them to do it if you want though.

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[ Masamune is a capable multitasker. Staring at Satoru between pages of his book is a time-honored tradition. Not that he needs a pool for that.

He shakes his head. ]

Nah, cocoa'd ruin it.

[ It's satisfying to know he was right about Satoru trying for it, though. He pulls his bookmark out of the back cover of his book - it's a cheap plastic-coated paper one covered in polar bear doodles, probably technically Satoru's and grabbed blindly from the bedside table back in Tokyo - and shuts the pages around it with a quiet snap. He sets it aside, leaning forward to pick up the cup. ]

What're you doin' after this?

[ He's still working on 'no plan', but if Satoru has something in mind, it might be a better distraction than this cafe. Too many people keep coming in and out. ]

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[Satoru still gets a little thrill out of getting things like that right, no matter how well he feels he knows Masamune. He's smiling when he goes for his cup, subdued but pleased. He's taking a sip and just starting to turn the other book around so he can look at it when Masamune asks about his plans. He takes a sip, licks the foam away (the downside of cute designs: a lot of foam), then leans back in his chair.]

Mmm... the first game of the softball round robin starts in half an hour. Australia and Brazil. Or maybe something else.

[Satoru reaches down and tugs his phone free of his pocket, looking for the day's event schedule. The first game of the men's round robin will follow the women's game, but as far as Satoru's concerned, attendance to that is a given.]

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[ Masamune picks his cup up with both hands, and settles his weight on his elbows to lift it to his mouth. He watches Satoru over the rim, sipping slowly, and turns over the softball round robin idea in his head. Then he lowers the cup enough to nod.

The baseball game is a given - even if he didn't want to see the strength of future opponents for himself, Coach Momoe had very clearly said she wanted all of them present for at least the first few games, and his PR rep had echoed her. Thankfully for them both, Masamune loves baseball enough skipping the very first game never even crossed his mind.

The softball game is only half as tempting, mostly because it's teams he isn't interested in, in a stadium that isn't the baseball one. ]

Something else?

[ He raises his eyebrows, eyes dropping to Satoru's phone, then back up to his face. He takes another sip of coffee, waiting for suggestions. ]

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[ The softball idea is not met with overwhelming enthusiasm, but that doesn't really break Satoru's heart. He'll be outside in the sun for the latter part of the day for sure so he's really not all that interested in sitting there now. Even under the canopy, it's still hot.

There aren't a lot of cooler options on the schedule, either. He frowns a little and takes another sip of his drink. ]

Men's gymnastics, women's fencing, and women's rugby. Swimming later, too, but that's not till the evening. That means the pool's probably open, though, they'll all be resting up.

[ He sets his phone down next to his cup and tilts his head at Masamune. A swim might be all right, nice and low impact, and gymnastics and fencing have the advantage of being inside. ]

Or something else. Arcade, shopping...

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Nap. ]

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[ Satoru doesn't say nap, but he hears it, loud and clear. The rest of the events sound - interesting enough, if he were watching them on tv, honestly. But crossing the Village to take whatever shuttle they're offering to find a spot in a loud-ass stadium, or, worse, indoor gym, is a trek he's not sure he's willing to take when he's going to be playing his own games soon enough.

He focuses on his cup for a moment, thinking as he takes a long sip. He sets the cup down with a quiet thunk with half his drink gone, and reaches across the table to brush his hand against Satoru's fingers. ]

Feel like we oughta be takin' advantage of that fancy apartment A/C while we can.

[ He's on pitching ban, not "pitching" ban. ]

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[ ... hello there. Satoru's not disinterested in the idea of going to see other athletes compete, but the point about the air conditioning doesn't get past him and neither does Masamune's gentle touch against his hand. He turns his over, hooking his fingers around Masamune's hand just for a moment before relaxing it again, and sets his cup down too.

Then picks it up to slurp the rest of the foam bear off. Now he's done. Really. It's hard to argue with the idea of spending the rest of the afternoon in blasting cold air conditioning no matter what they're doing, but the feel of Masamune's hand in his promises this won't be just a lazy afternoon. ]

It's already really warm, I could probably use a shower, too.

[ Before, after... both... during... ]