[center][h2][color=f26522]Rumia Shinrikyo[/color][/h2]

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So much input. Oh boy, was this beer just a godsend to null the pain of having to actually give a darn about most people here. Lil' Hime had at least left an impression of sorts. Whether it was a good one or not was questionable. One could never know with this lass' temper. Though her expression did seem to be more giddy and annoyed.

"[color=f26522]Ey' cuz, tryin' to make mah ass itch by stealing mah spotlight?[/color]"

A rough giggle with a wide, perverse grin. These words, while somewhat easy to ridicule with the heavy, bumpkin accent, would usually be attributed to individuals on a straight line to a pounding. Yet it appeared as though the fraternity shared between the cousins allowed for privileged jabs between one another, or at least in Rumia's case, allow very subjective things slip by just for Kyoka.

"[color=f26522]But ah must say, this here lass su- ...[/color]"

And then, a blast of air prompted from what seemed to be one of the more extroverted go-getters from Konoha. This distraction would earn the stink-eye from the Iwa trash. And then followed by a very shameless flipping off as her gaze reverted back toward the ice bimbo. The gesture remained for a solid three more seconds, just to be sure no one missed it. Hime had caught her attention again, with this attempt at a hug, prompting another obnoxiously loud laugh.

"[color=f26522]Ay'! Hugs? Now that just dills mah pickles now.[/color]"

Though as she'd reach around Hime's neck to get one side for her, and Kyoka the other, buzzkill Kurin had to chime in. He got the attention of the others alright, however attention deficit almost defined out delinquent friend. A few words from Mr. Class President were taken in, though he could notice she had been focusing on searching for something in her pockets while her bottle remained in her hand. Not very practical, and it'd take until her entourage fully supported her nefarious habit that she'd suddenly just present the resident Yamato the beer bottle.

"[color=f26522]Hold this fer me a sec.[/color]"

She'd let the bottle drop if Kurin would not actually grab it when presented. If left to shatter on the ground, well, Rumia would not bother to react until her current task was finished. With a free hand, she could whip out what seemed to be a camera! Naruto had a laptop so who cares. Anyway, she was in formation to take a 'selfie' on Hime's right, while Kyoka would be invited to join this 'semi-circle' and do whatever duckface she found seductive. The pose and gestures made this intention clear enough to her cousin at least.

A couples of flashes later, and selfie-time had reached its end. Camera tossed at the direction of Kyoka for her to tinker with it, Rumia would extend her hand back at the general direction of Kurin, expecting her beverage back. If it had crashed down and made a mess, the lass would raise a brow upon peering downwards. If not, he'd be treated to a halfhearted smile with a slightly disinterested look.

"[color=f26522]Much obliged, boi.[/color]"