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[A tilt of her head in acknowledgment.]

Not very good ones but yeah.

Well, I think that's what it means. Something about...breaking the fourth wall. I could be wrong, but...

[She sighs, not really getting it but she doesn't get a big hole in the wall, either.]

Then we wait for the show to end.

Ehe, did I confuse you there? Sorry about that.

I dunno about waiting it out, though, although it would be nice to find out what's on the other side.

You know, you're right. [She'd already tried a few things and was told it always went away but she wasn't about to give up yet.]

It'll have to be cut short.

Alright, that's the spirit! ...but cut short? You have something in mind for this...?

Aw man, this whole time I was talking to you and I don't even know your name. What is it, anyways?

[Her held tilts to the side.] Not yet but I'll think of one.

[Straightening back up, she offers her hand.] Marti.

Might as well plan right now, huh?

[With a nod, he places his hand unto hers and shakes it.] Call me Sasayan, nice to meet ya, Marti!

Sasayan? [Not a name she's used to hearing.]

Okay, Sasayan, let's take down that wall.

How strong are you?

Well, it's a nickname of mine. My actual name is...ehe, something you'd probably not want to hear.

...eh, take it down?! H-Hold on a second, I dunno if I have enough strength in me! I can try, but...!

[That earns a good laugh.] Relax, I didn't mean literally.

Do you think you're strong enough to hold me on your shoulders? If I can get up there, I could probably help you up.

[Whew, well, he really thought he was going to have to break it in. Instead, he laughs nervously.]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure I can lift you up on there. Maybe then, we could find out more from on top!

[Thankfully, Marti has always been more of a pants kind of person.

Moving closer, she waits for him to bend down. Being a cheerleader, doing this stuff is pretty common.]

Oh, right, sorry!

[He's definitely not one to actually take charge of a situation. But, whatever, he bends down, and waits for her to climb on. Wait, how heave was she...? Ah, he'll find out.]

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[Don't worry, Marti very much is.

As for how heavy she is, she's tall but thin.]

Raise up and I can probably reach the top.

[Well. It's a relief that she's light, seeing as how he lifted her up with ease.]

Do you do sports or something? For being tall, you sure don't weigh much.

I did gymnastics for a while. [And she does grab the wall and lift herself with ease.] But now I'm a cheerleader.

[But she doesn't look like the typical cheerleader. Slightly torn jeans, a midriff top, and a jacket look comfortable but not the usual style. The hand that's offered down to him has black nail polish on the nails.]

Ah, that explains it. Sorry, I was just a little curious is all.

[...did he check her height at all? He's pretty short for a guy, so how tall someone is an insecurity of his, so if a girl is taller...he grabs her hand, and tries to lift himself up. She definitely didn't look like any girl he was used to. But then again, she was thrown of by his name...]

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[She's 5'8, rather tall for a girl.

Using both hands, she's able to help him up the wall, if with effort.]

So now that we're climbing partners, do I get the real name?

[As soon as he gets up to the top, he flashes her a smile.]

Ah, Souhei Sasahara is my real name, but I really prefer "Sasayan".

[It's just a name that stuck with the guy. A regular school boy that's short in stature, but probably at the same height as her.]

[Turning around, she'll look over the wall, carrying on the conversation as she does. Hmm...]

So where are you from? The name's not American so probably somewhere in Asia?

Japanese, so you got the Asia part right. You're American, correct? Marti is definitely something you don't hear in Japan.

[He'll glance to the other side of the wall, as well. Huh...]

[Nothing, as far as she could tell. That made no sense.]

It's not something you hear a lot in America, either. Not for a girl, anyway.

[He sighed. Well, isn't this a bit disappointing. He stood straight up, and began to tap his foot on the brick wall. Not exactly soft up here...]

Eh? It's not? Well, not like I would know. I'm not well versed in American culture, anyways.

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[She'll sit with a leg on either side. She just needs a plan... E, was it now?]

I can't say I know a lot about Japan. What's it like?