[center][h3][b][color=ec008c]JURI HAN[/color][/b][/h3]
Level 5: 02/50
Location: Carnival Games
Word Count: 831
Points Gained: 02 +10
New EXP Balance: Level 5: 14/50[/center]
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	With some time away from the others, Juri composed herself, rationalizing away her fear of the Thin Man. It was just a stupid game, and she was a good actor. If she and the Thin Man were in the same room, she’d tear him to pieces. So it was no problem. 

	Of course, they ended up in first place, and Juri set her weight onto one foot, casually checking her fingernails. Without looking, she caught her reward and attached it to her belt. Zenkichi thought to thank her. [b][color=ec008c]”I get results. Just keep that in mind.”[/color][/b] She said, smugly.

	The next game was crazy taxi. Juri had played this type of game before, now she just had to do it in real life. [b][color=ec008c]”Why the hell are half of these mini-games just jobs?”[/color][/b] She said.

	[b][color=ec008c]”And why the hell is this guy so freakin’ annoying? Why are they- what’s their problem?”[/color][/b] She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted up at those two guys with the weird names she didn’t care to remember.

	[b][color=ec008c]”What’s your problem, freakshow?! You dress like that on purpose or did the dry cleaners at the circus explode with you still inside?”[/color][/b] 

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	Once in the city, Juri hopped over the side of the door and got into her taxi. She turned the key and switched through a few radio stations before landing on one that played some rock music. It was whatever. Juri missed her motorcycle. Now THAT was a sweet ride. This hunk of junk paled in comparison. 

	She put the pedal to the medal, on her way to her first client. Juri was a rather practiced driver, though she preferred her motorcycle to some lame-ass taxi. She got a feel for the handling by going up onto the sidewalk and terrifying a few stupid NPC civvies outta the way, honking on her horn. She pulled up in front of a red client. [b][color=ec008c]”Get in, bozo!”[/color][/b] 

	She sped through town, a frown on her face. The fact that this was a game made it less fun than real joyriding. At least she didn’t have to worry about consequences, not that those came to her much anyway. She wondered if there was anyway to cheat. Though, she did have a little bit of fun, cackling out the window as she saw that big turtle guy blunder his way under a bridge. At roughly the same time, the cop made a jump and seemed to be having fun. Doing her part to ruin it, she shouted out the window [b][color=ec008c]”You look stupid!”[/color][/b] and hoped he heard her.


	She pulled into the stop for her client, which ended up just being a gas station. [b][color=ec008c]”Wha- who takes a taxi to the gas station?”[/color][/b] She asked, raising her fingers off the wheel. [b][color=ec008c]”You gonna fill up my cab?”[/color][/b]

	“Thanks for the speedy ride!” Her client said in happy response, pleased with her performance. Proving exactly why she should never be in customer service, the idea of someone being pleased with her doing a good job for them annoyed Juri. 

[b][color=ec008c]”Yeah, yeah, get lost already!”[/color][/b] She shouted back, jerking her thumb. 

	Nearby was a green client. They were close, so Juri picked them up. Juri did a couple jumps, and it was kinda fun, but again she had been joyriding so much around town it didn’t really do much. Oh, great, she crashed through a corner store, but it wasn’t even real! Nobody cared. It wasn’t fun to break stuff that nobody built, otherwise she’d just stay inside and play video games all day. Anyone actually having fun doing this was a sucker. The fact that this was the most popular mini-game was just typical. Everyone wanted to live her life, they just didn’t have the balls to actually do it. And her client had the nerve to actually complain about her crashing through the glass.

	“What are you, crazy?”

Juri’s lower eyelid twitched. [b][color=ec008c]”What’d you just say to me?”[/color][/b] 

	The green client gave her practically nothing! [b][color=ec008c]”That’s it?!”[/color][/b] She was lunged into the backseat and grabbed him by the collar.

	[b][color=ec008c]”Cough up the cash, punk!”[/color][/b] She threatened, raising her fist. The guy just flailed around in her grasp, trying to run, like fully run, legs working and everything, despite being trapped. She reached into his coat and found nothing. He was practically a mannequin. 

	[b][color=ec008c]”Stupid robot. Get the hell outta my face.”[/color][/b] Juri tossed him out and clambered into the front seat. After she just said to that cop that she got results, she felt like she was doing badly. While Juri wanted more rewards, she can’t imagine those literal clowns running this place would have anything good. Juri stepped on the gas and prepared to keep doing the work of these nimrod clients, if only to just try and place high again. 

	[b][color=ec008c]”Hurry up, grandpa! Your funeral's happenin' soon one way or the other!”[/color][/b] Juri honked her horn as she sped up and around Kamek the wizard, before turning a corner and peeling off.