Junkyard Kaboom! [Yasu]

Nothing about a junkyard yells oil and rusty old vehicle parts that's seen better days. The scent of it was inescapable, like a plague spreading around the world, waiting to attach itself on its mortal enemy. Yasu was clueless as to why she would find herself upon a graveyard filled with beat up junk that nobody cared enough to tamper with it, and see if it can work. Some of the stuff are honestly inoperable, maybe a flick of the wrist and some pixie dust can give some of these broken parts a good fix. It's not like she's in some type of fantasy story, despite dressing up like she is in one. Things aren't all that easy and even with the skills for fixing broken things, that Yasu was blessed with. Some of the stuff doesn't seem like she would want to touch it. There are some stuff that she would be willing to go on a scavenger hunt for. To make collect things and make whatever she obtained from this junkyard, and craft it out of boredom.

When the wizard dressing weirdo was digging through junk, like an animal trying to find any left over food thrown away in a trash can. She can hear the sound of beating, and thrashing on metal parts. The sound that Yasu was now noticing, made it apparent to her ears that it could be nearby. The sound of the banging could just be some of the employees working here, and moving stuff around. Nevertheless, Yasu would check out the source of the noise, as she got her rear end out of the pile of junk, and dusted herself off before taking a trip to where the noise could be. Each step Yasu took, the noise began to sound more clearly. Albeit a little loud. It sounded like someone was mad about something. Yasu continued her walk to the sound, until her crimson not demon like, red eyes saw a girl that looked like she had seen better days. "Are you ok?!" Yasu shouted.

The comment given by the strange girl, randomly beating up junk for God knows what reason, gave her a little laugh. " And you look like you're still in your edgy goth girl phase" Yasu dramatically pointed at the girl with an out of this world hair color, with her index finger like she was about to declare war on this chick. Yasu was told that everyone in this world is different, but guess she shouldn't judge a book by its cover. The way she looked, made Yasu think that she's in some edgy hard rock band or something. Wasn't necessarily Yasu's type of music.

"Why are you angry, and I don't think a crowbar is super effective if you want some real damage, just use those machines that crushes vehicles -- make them turn into a small cube" She wasn't sure what those things were called, but she described them perfectly. "I see that you're interested in my appearances" She says as Yasu ran her finger across her wizard looking red hat.

Yasu in a state of shock, as she noticed the random shift of mood. At first the chick looked like she was mad, and wanted to smash everything in sight. Like a raging beast who only had one objective, to destroy. She didn't know that the girl would take her seriously about using a piece of machinery to do more damage to the already damaged vehicles. She wasn't down to getting in trouble with the people that work here, if the two ended up toying with something that isn't there's, but the girl didn't seem to care. Teenage rebellion was a thing and started to spread like wildfire.

"I-i don't think that's a good idea, we don't want to mess around and break what they usually work with" Yasu explained nervously, hoping to knock some senses into this crazy girl. "What if we break it? Who's going to pay for the damage? I wouldn't mind seeing you get the boot, but i'd rather not mess with something that doesn't belong to us" Maybe explaining the consequences of her actions can get her to back down on her eagerness to cause mayhem on someone's property.

Yasu defined the mechanical thing perfectly, because that's what all junkyards have and its the only machine that can do things like that. Unless someone wants to go the unconventional way, and use a bulldozer to do the trick. Although one couldn't necessarily find those things, unless you're on a construction site, which it's far from a construction site. Yasu had successfully knocked some sense into this girl.

Yasu understood that she wanted to tear things apart and have some fun. Yasu had some of her experiences, ruining things. She can build stuff, but can also destroy things. However, the destroying part is unintentional. She just seems to contract a case of bad luck. Being good with one thing, but sucking at the same time. The girl named, Yuko had introduced herself to Yasu. Two Y and U names, pretty coincidental. "My name is Yasu Tanaka, pretty boyish for a last name, huh"

Yuko's comment made her think, to Yasu it was a bit boyish to her, because of the fact that her parents weren't too great when it came to naming their child. Also because they originally planned a boy, but out came Yuko. One other comment struck her like a Machete to a grapevine. She never grew up in a far, or never been around one. She has a cousin who works on a farm, but her parents weren't some pair of couple who grew up on the sticks. She surely didn't sound like a country girl either. Yasu wasn't into the ancestry thing, and found it kind of wack. She didn't have the time to go dig up her whole family history as if she ever cared.

"I do attend at Shibuya--This isn't something that I normally wear to school of course!" Yasu answered, letting Yuko know that she only wears this git up, outside of school. Like a hero who only wears their costume, when not doing normal human things. She dresses up like any normal girl at school, she does the standing out when she isn't around people who doesn't go to the same school as her. In order to avoid getting made fun of, but who cares. Yuko sounded like she was interested to know why Yasu dressed like a wizard.

The wind started to pick up, as the bottom of her cape began to move. Yasu took her cape with her right hand, and covered half of her face with it, like she was a crime-fighting cape crusader. Busting bad guys at night, doing the city justice of riding criminals and throwing them in prison. "Because...." Her voice trailed deep, as if she was about to narrate a detective story "I'm Yasu Tanaka!"

Yasu was aware of the dress code at the school and wouldn't violate it, since it would be stupid of her to wear something like this as if she was at a carnival or a Halloween party. It still didn't excuse the fact that people are weirder than the way she dresses, so there's that. She had to take into the account that there are times and places to act like a total weirdo, and the times to have some sense of modesty. While Yasu does look like the kind of girl that does what she wants.

She is somehow who wants to avoid getting in trouble with someone. However, she isn't restricted to the things she would like to do. Maybe Yuko can push Yasu to her limit in total weirdness, considering that these two looked weird. Yasu noticed the overly fashioned hairstyle that Yuko had, she recently pointed out that she looked like she belonged in some punk rock band. The school probably didn't mind her hair.

Yuko brought up an interesting question, yet Yasu felt like she can only provide little answers. "You raise an interesting question, young one" Yasu nodded, as she placed one of her hands on her chin as if she was thinking. "However, I cannot answer that question for I have no answers to give you" Yasu replied as though she was sounding like an old wizard to a wizard apprentice. Like a teacher to a student so to speak.