By the time Yato's scrambled to his feet, Hiyori's already made her citizen's arrest, capturing the little squirming bugger. He lets out a whoop, pumping a fist into the air as he makes his way over, glancing through the piles of clothes as he does so.]
That's it, way to go, Hiyori! Nice tackle!
[Snatching up a scarf from one of the clothing stacks, he hurriedly ties it around the fish's tail as a makeshift leash of sorts while she's got it pinned.]
There we go~ Let's see you escape now, you punk! Time to grill this guy! [Though what form of grill he means remains to be seen...]
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By the time Yato's scrambled to his feet, Hiyori's already made her citizen's arrest, capturing the little squirming bugger. He lets out a whoop, pumping a fist into the air as he makes his way over, glancing through the piles of clothes as he does so.]
That's it, way to go, Hiyori! Nice tackle!
[Snatching up a scarf from one of the clothing stacks, he hurriedly ties it around the fish's tail as a makeshift leash of sorts while she's got it pinned.]
There we go~ Let's see you escape now, you punk! Time to grill this guy! [Though what form of grill he means remains to be seen...]