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It was a pretty nice day, overall; the sun shone, and there was absolutely no reason for anyone to stay inside their homes. Junko herself was going through her usual running exercises; lap after lap around the park; seemingly relentlessly, even though some sweat was beginning to become apparent by the neck of her orange hoodie.
Oh well; it wasn’t like she minded. That was the point of exercising, after all! Maybe she had gone a little overboard with the weights, though. In any case, once thirty minutes of activity had passed, the teenager opted to stop for the moment. Would she go back at it? Maybe, maybe not. For now, the only thought at the forefront of her mind was to satiate the thirst that such workout naturally had as consequence. Thus, she approached a nearby vending machine, and after going through the motions to acquire a water bottle, she found herself empty-handed.
Despite the fact that she had paid, the machine refused to give her the drink. Of course, that didn’t sit well with Juni at all. First there were some gentle prods and shakes to see if the damned thing would react, but when it became apparent that wouldn’t be the case, any onlookers would find a very angry teenager kicking at the rebellious contraption.
“Fuckin’ piece of trash. Give me my drink already!”
Quite the spectacle, for anyone who happened to observe it.
A wonderful day obviously meant it was the perfect time to break out this suspiciously Hackmon-esque hoodie acquired through means not readily apparent yet. At least, that's what Shizuka Amaya had opted to walk around the park for. Really, it was a nice day, she needed some fresh air and a perfect excuse to don that hoodie.
Only thing that could possibly mar such a pretty day was some good old fashioned mischief by someone. Speaking of someone, Shizu's walk was swiftly interrupted by the sound of feet making contact with a vending machine. She instinctively turned her head towards the source of the sound to find...
An angry teenager kicking the contraption.
She knew that vending machine. You had to kick it a certain way. This girl wasn't kicking it that way. No wonder it wasn't vending her squat! She calmly stepped over, cleared her throat, and stated. "...Excuse me. Uh. Did it...eat your money?" How would Juni reply to this? If at all?
One last, particularly fierce kick was given at the machine before Junko noticed that somebody was talking to her. The machine whined one last time before the hoodie-clad woman turned to meet… a hoodie-clad brat, as she’d put it.
One last frustrated huff was exhaled by the aqua-haired teenager as she regarded the notably shorter girl. Shizu would probably appreciate by her expression that she wasn’t in the best of her moods. Had it been a good idea to approach her while she was like this? That was something to be found out really soon!
“Yes. This piece of shit refuses to give me what I want.” Irritation, and even a little bit of derision was obvious in her tone. “Why d’you ask? Got any brilliant ideas, kiddo?”
That had probably been a fairly nice response, relatively speaking; not to say that the previous ruckus had subsided greatly! Truth to be told, the dark-haired girl had done nothing wrong and her intent was fully to help so… maybe Juni would give her a chance. Let’s see why she had approached her.
Post by Amaya Shizuka on Mar 31, 2020 19:36:55 GMT
This girl was absolutely goddamn furious. It's like rage was something that encompassed this woman's entire being on a regular basis, and that was...Well, it should have been mildly concerning to Shizuka but she was actually unfazed by this. It said something when you braved enough horrors to be mildly undisturbed by angry girls.
"Yes, actually. Give me...one or two seconds, okay?" She knew what was wrong here. And luckily...She had enough strength in her legs to fix it. The girl then lunged for the vending machine, kicking it right in the side. See, the logic here was that the drink probably got stuck being vended. So, kicking it in the side enough to jostle it a bit should have dislodged the drink, right?
That's the logic that was being used here. Would this work? Who knows. Shizu wasn't the strongest girl in the world, but she prided herself on ingenuity in the strangest of times.
It was somewhat commendable that Shizu decided to stay near Junko, given that the girl looked like she could lash out at anyone —or anything— at a moment’s notice. However, despite the obvious harshness of the aqua-haired teenager words, she seemed to be resolute on trying her idea. In the end? While Shizu’s legs had stricken the correct point, and both girls could audibly feel the sound of the can at least advancing through its intended destination, the force applied hadn’t been enough. In simple words? Shizuka was a weakling.
“That almost works.” Junko wouldn’t ask to be given space before she was in the same position than her smaller companion. Right afterward, a fierce kick was given to the machine, who whined in defeat before the sound of two bottles impacting the take-out port. It was only then when the girl once again, moved in to reclaim the spoils of war. Which as previously stated, were two bottles instead of the one she paido for. Somewhat nonchalantly, she extended one to the girl.
“Guess you were the nerd of the operation, brat. You’ve earned it.” Despite the obviously demeaning adjective that Shizuka had been subject to, there didn’t seem to be any ill intent on her tone. She was just like that maybe.
“What’re you doin’ here, anyway? Judgin’ by how you look, it sure looks it isn’t for exercisin’.”
Hm. It would appear that Shizu had failed to deliver the appropriate amount of force to the vending machine in order to force it to dislodge some soda. That was kind of unfortunate, but it was nice that the moderately angry girl had decided to step in and copy what Shizuka did. Albeit via forcing herself into where Shizu was initially standing before she delivered a fierce kick.
THAT was what did it. And to the luck of Shizu herself, there were two bottles instead of one! "I suppose I was. Thank you!" Shizu gave Juni a sincere smile (as sincere of one as you can give to one perpetually miffed girl) and accepted the bottle. "Mostly came out to get some fresh air. I...uh. I do my exercise earlier in the day." She explained, quite frankly at that.
So, what about this girl? "I'm gonna roll with assuming you run through here frequently, myself. What do you usually d-...Actually. Uh." She paused. "My name's Shizu. What's yours?"
Interestingly enough, Shizuka didn’t seem to react too adversely to Junko’s rough banner; that was fine! Mostly because she wasn’t softening any time soon. It was a bit strange how somebody could answer that with a smile, however.
“No prob, I guess. It ain’t like I’d have been able to drink two water bottles the same afternoon, ‘nyways.” And, after a pause that was used to nod and a subsequent look at the small girl, she added. “Exercised earlier today, huh? Guess that works. Y’might not be that much of a nerd, after all.”
And her name didn’t seem to be brat, either. What would she answer in the face of the following query? “Junko.” She responded, somewhat curtly. “Never shorten it. I hate nicknames, just so you know.”
A somewhat aggressive silence lingered in the air while some sips were given to a bottle before she finally added. “Wanna run a lap with me? I'm on my last one for the day.”
A most strange proposal, no doubt! What would Shizu do about it?
Post by Amaya Shizuka on Jun 12, 2020 19:32:32 GMT
Some people were just that. Rough. Abrasive. Having been to the Digital World meant Shizu had to deal with a lot more people of this sort than usual lately, so she had gotten a touch...accustomed to this, yes.
That was probably the best way to put it. "Maybe not -all- at once but maybe in the same afternoon." Shizu nodded, sagely. It was probably good that Shizu did not see how one could shorten the name Junko. Outside of...like...Juni...
...Wow, that name sounded weird. Never saying that out loud!
Besides, why risk pissing off someone who had been offering to run a lap with you? Shizu might not have seemed like it but she -was- starting to gain some athleticism to her from her time in the Digital World.
An opportunity to help build up on that? That was too good an incentive to pass up. "Sure." She nodded. "Where do we start?"
This was probably going to be one of the strangest would-be friendships that Juni would acquire in her life, all things considered. The fact that it was with a brat girl notably younger than her was the main factor in that, but it’d work out anyway in the end, right?
In all frankness, there was no way to truly know. And it wasn’t like the teenager particularly cared about thinking in the long term, anyway. She gave a nod, and lazily stretched her arms.
“How ’bout right now, kiddo? Short breaks are s’posed to be, y’know. Short.”
It didn’t come as much of a surprise that she began to jog right away. All things considered, it wasn’t a pace that hard to follow, something in part to accommodate for her companion. Wasn’t that nice?
“So, a breath of fresh air, huh? I like that. Runnin’ to clear the mind or somethin’.” She mentioned a bit idly, and having no problem to keep an even tone as they advanced. “Anythin’ in particular boggin’ you down, kiddo? Ya don’t seem like you’re doin’ too badly, but what do I know, really.”
Junko herself didn’t really expect a deep conversation, but the fact that she was willing to listen to Shizu was an okay gesture on her part, right? That’s what she thought, at least.
Little did Juni know that this...was a thought reciprocated by Shizu. Sure, this strange girl with a strange taste in hair dye (blue hair? Really?) was older than her. But, she did need more people to call sempai...Right?
Wow, that's a shitty excuse for trying to strike up small talk with someone. Shizu was fairly certain she was better than that! An answer was in order, though. "Sure." A fierce nod of the head. "And yeah, I was wondering what 'short' meant here in terms of time." Of course, the reasoning as to why she had been on a run was...multifaceted.
And also not something you just tell someone out of the blue. "...Yes. But it's...not something I feel like I want to talk about right now." She finally stated. "Nor something that should bog down a run. Shall we?"
Junko nodded a bit smugly at Shizuka’s remark. All in all, it seemed like the two were on their way to one final lap around the park.
And while decently forceful, the girl could surprisingly be respectful of a person’s space. Such as, in a moment like this very one. “Huh.” She remarked, somewhat pensively. “I kinda feel like it’s already boggin’ ya down, dude. But, ya do yerself.”
The girl wasn’t precisely the most adept conversationalist, yet she could tell that running with somebody was an entirely different feeling when compared to running on your own. She wasn’t sure on whether she liked it or not yet, but that would be found out in due time.
“In any case, hope y’can fix it. Probs a tad obvs, but problematic stuff kinda sucks.” In all fairness, Juni had never been that much of a conversationalist. And it wasn’t like they needed to chat a lot while jogging, thankfully; part of clearing heads and such! Things as they were, though, the lap would probably go in relative silence.
Why would a small girl like Shizu even want to try running around the park with someone who was obviously more athletic than she was? Well. Uh. Mostly for comparison's sake, as well as the fact that there was more merit to physical training if one had a partner.
"Not -physically!-" Shizu huffed. "It's also a -lot- of stuff. Like, a lot a lot." Stuff that'd likely be a waste to the uninitiated. Which Juni probably was. Not something she wanted to plague anyone with, no!
"...Thank you, though. Means quite a bit." Shizu was horrid at conversation, sure, but she was doing her best at jogging. Which was quite simple a task, really. During the jog, though... "...Anything bogging -you- down, though?"
The whole thing had been a rather enjoyable experience, even though that probably wasn’t quite the word for it; not like it mattered, anyway. Once Shizu was done with her somewhat convoluted response, Juni nodded. “No prob. As I said, I hope ya get yer issues sorted. Sounds like they mite be a lil’ too complex.”
It was interesting how, ultimately, the teenager’s question was shot straight back to her; funnily enough, that was somewhat unexpected! The question was, ultimately, met with a shrug. “Nothin’ recent, at the very least; life’s been pretty good thus far.” She made a small pause; maybe that had sounded a little bit too idyllic, hadn’t it? “I mite have my baggage, but… the weird thing would be for somebody t’not have it, amirite? Jus’ gotta deal with it like ‘veryone else, I guess.”
Not the most precise answer by a stretch but, at least on Juni’s mind more than good enough. And just in time for their jog to be over, to boot. “Welp, guess that’s the end of the line for us. T’was nice t’meet ya, Shizu. See ya!”
Maybe not the most eventful gathering, but it came without saying that not anyone could successfully manage to get to speaking terms with the teal-haired girl. That much was a small accomplishment on itself.[Exit]