Drift Fleet Inbox/Appointments

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A catch all for Clay Terran at driftfleet.
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ruuuude. whatever man, that just means you'll be rooting for the loser! >:D

[He gets it, though. The Vanquish crew gets his support in the races no matter who they're racing up against.]

hmm. maybe something from that fancy kitchen of yours - we still don't have the final upgrade. i wanna know what the ~finest~ cuisine is like. anything i should bring along?

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Talk all you like, Terran. She's still going to kick your fine arse.

[Is he flirting, teasing or trying to throw Clay off his game for the race? ITS HARD TO SAY ]

Oh? You taunt my pilot, and now you want to eat out of my great kitchen? Now whose the rude one? [ He's teasing though ] Yeah, I can bring something from our kitchen. Any preferences I should know about? It won't be my cooking, the second date is much too soon to make you endure that.

And the answer to that question is food of course! ヽ(´▽`)/

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[Clay's eyebrows raise at that, and then he ends up chuckling to himself. Yeah, he can't tell either, but two can play at this game.]

no way, you'll be seeing my fine arse at the finish line after i win!

i like pretty much any combination of rice you can think of. it's the best kind of food in the universe! add soy, spices, veggies wahtever! or, u know, something close to it. fruit 2! i love fruits :D

[And meanwhile here's Allen saying "food". Clay ends up staring for a moment and. Well. He's definitely gonna text a certain other person to get more help on this.]

food! ok! i will bring food! ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜) so when u wanna do this?

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[And that makes him laugh, imagining Clay say that. Sure, he was hoping it'd fluster him a bit more- but it's still cute. He takes a moment to figure out how to respond.]

Now that's forward of you! We've only had one date! And you're still going to lose.

Rice? ...Okay, I can do something like that! What kind of fruits?

[Look he's seriously not picky okay. As long as there's no meat, he's happy]

Great! :) And ah...I'm not sure! Maybe in a few days so we have time to make food?

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[Say it to his face and he'll totally get flustered, Allen. It's easier to deal with these things over texting!]

one -astronomical- date, and you're the one who started it!! still gonna win it sry not sry

papaya's probabay too much to ask for soooo... apples, grapes, bananas, whatever's available! i like lots of them so don't worry over it c:

[SEE LOOK THAT'S IMPORTANT TO KNOW WHAT IF HE BRINGS MEAT??]

that should give us plenty of time! i'll give u the best meal ever, youll see! ☆☆☆

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Fine, fair enough. The first part, not about you winning because I don't believe that.

Hmmm...I'll see what fruits we still have from the planet. Hopefully our captain didn't throw it out to make room for more meat.

[THEN IT'LL BE THE END OF THE WORLD. Or Allen will just be polite about it, whatever]

You're sweet. I'll look forward to it!

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totally winniiiiiing

[... Now that makes him blush on the other side, and he takes a moment to rub at his face before he gets back to typing. Gosh, Allen.]

same same! i'll see you then!

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Nuh uh.

[ Yep. Gotta get in that last word when there's a competition. ]

Mm! See you soon!

[and he'll sign off from there.]