[OH SHI-- you know, it's a good thing Yusuke's reflexes are as good as they are, because if they weren't, he probably would've gotten that hammer right in the face. As it is, he manages to grab it just in time with the hand that's not holding his corn dog - but not without stumbling, because how could he not after catching a heavy thing in mid-air with one hand? He isn't unaware of how that must make him look, though, WHICH IS WHY HE SHOOTS MAKA A DIRTY LOOK THE SECOND HE REGAINS HIS BALANCE, staring her down as if daring her to say anything.]
Oh, is that so. Tch.
[Yusuke rolls his eyes and straightens up, lifting the hammer to test its weight. Eh, okay, that's not so bad. It felt way heavier when it was being unceremoniously chucked at him like a baseball. Satisfied, Yusuke hefts the hammer up onto his shoulder, shoves his corn dog into Maka's hand--]
Here. Hold this for me, wouldja?
[--and struts up to the tower with aplomb. From the corner of his eye, he can see the carnie cautiously peeking up over the counter. Looks like the guy's slowly recovering from the little scare Maka had apparently given him. Well, we can't have that, now can we.
Once he's in front of the tower, Yusuke carefully swings the hammer back down and grips its handle with both hands. He's more than ready to show off just how strong he is, but before he does, he turns his head and flashes Maka a grin.]
How 'bout it, Daru-Maka? You ready to see how it's really done?
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Oh, is that so. Tch.
[Yusuke rolls his eyes and straightens up, lifting the hammer to test its weight. Eh, okay, that's not so bad. It felt way heavier when it was being unceremoniously chucked at him like a baseball. Satisfied, Yusuke hefts the hammer up onto his shoulder, shoves his corn dog into Maka's hand--]
Here. Hold this for me, wouldja?
[--and struts up to the tower with aplomb. From the corner of his eye, he can see the carnie cautiously peeking up over the counter. Looks like the guy's slowly recovering from the little scare Maka had apparently given him. Well, we can't have that, now can we.
Once he's in front of the tower, Yusuke carefully swings the hammer back down and grips its handle with both hands. He's more than ready to show off just how strong he is, but before he does, he turns his head and flashes Maka a grin.]
How 'bout it, Daru-Maka? You ready to see how it's really done?