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Just think for a moment Ursa "what would Junpei do?"
She seemed somewhat flustered by his question, and again another long silence was hanging in the air...shit how intensely was he staring at her? Maybe she was scared? Was he coming off as angry? Did she know about Monday...? That last thought lingered with him dismally before she finally answered him. It was a lot of stuttering, nervousness probably, its not everyday that you're caught taken unexpected pictures of someone.
"Of course not! I uh... was calibrating the lens... to find the uh... ratio of... uh... well... it's... the lighting.... I mean maybe I did... you just looked... so..."
Her face had already been a deep shade of crimson, but stopping on that last part, her face seemed to redden even more. So..what? What was it? He waited for an answer expectantly before she bolted up off the ground, bowed and ran off...more like quickly walked off, but it was still incredibly off putting.
"H-Hey wait!" He reached his arm out as he called after her, but all he could do was stare somewhat helpless as she quickly became out of sight. He gritted his teeth and slammed his fist down into the dirt, "DAMN IT!" Again, another helpless victim in his attempts at talking to people, did everyone seriously believe him to be such a bad person, did he just give off that aura? Was he just so damn terrifying that people would actually leave their stuff behind, he noted towards the tripod on the ground. He was getting so sick of this, first Todoroki, then Ami and now this girl, he didn't even know her name; somehow that pissed him off even more. A fire suddenly lit up inside of him, it was time to stop running away from this and confront it head on, that's the fighter's spirit he always knew.
With the energy of a thousand suns he slammed his hand into the ground, "I AM SO SICK," he pushed himself off the ground, "AND TIRED," his left foot planted itself firmly into the earth, "OF THIS GODDAMN," he was ready, the fire was to be unleashed, "BULLSHIT!!!!"
And off he went, with all the strength and energy he could muster, plus threefold that, he pushed himself forward into a full sprint, quickly grabbing the tripod and swinging it on his shoulder. He wouldn't let this one go, he had to at least go to the girl, give her the tripod and apologize to her for whatever it was he had done to upset her. That fierce determination gave him the strength to push himself forward on this one, tiny goal, to the point where, if he were in an anime, he'd probably be shooting out waves of energy with each step. Soon enough she came into sight, she was remarkably fast for someone who was literally trying to walk away from whatever danger Kyle had presented.
"Heeeeeyyy!!!" He called after her. He hadn't exactly gauged his speed though and had quickly overtaken her before skidding to a complete stop right in front her. He breathed heavily, that short sprint had taken quite a bit of energy from him and he could feel a thin sheet of sweat forming on his brow. He took a couple of seconds to compost himself before saying, "You *breathes* forgot this *breathes*". He slowly presented the forgotten camera tripod, "I'm sorry *breathes* for bothering you, *breathes* but I figured you'd be wanting this back." He handed it to her, "also" he pointed to his right cheek, "this is my good side."
He cracked a somewhat goofy smile, he wasn't entirely sure if that lame joke would break the tension she was feeling or not, but he at least wanted her to know that he wasn't a bad guy, returning something that belonged to her would hopefully relay that message.
"Of course not! I uh... was calibrating the lens... to find the uh... ratio of... uh... well... it's... the lighting.... I mean maybe I did... you just looked... so..."
Her face had already been a deep shade of crimson, but stopping on that last part, her face seemed to redden even more. So..what? What was it? He waited for an answer expectantly before she bolted up off the ground, bowed and ran off...more like quickly walked off, but it was still incredibly off putting.
"H-Hey wait!" He reached his arm out as he called after her, but all he could do was stare somewhat helpless as she quickly became out of sight. He gritted his teeth and slammed his fist down into the dirt, "DAMN IT!" Again, another helpless victim in his attempts at talking to people, did everyone seriously believe him to be such a bad person, did he just give off that aura? Was he just so damn terrifying that people would actually leave their stuff behind, he noted towards the tripod on the ground. He was getting so sick of this, first Todoroki, then Ami and now this girl, he didn't even know her name; somehow that pissed him off even more. A fire suddenly lit up inside of him, it was time to stop running away from this and confront it head on, that's the fighter's spirit he always knew.
With the energy of a thousand suns he slammed his hand into the ground, "I AM SO SICK," he pushed himself off the ground, "AND TIRED," his left foot planted itself firmly into the earth, "OF THIS GODDAMN," he was ready, the fire was to be unleashed, "BULLSHIT!!!!"
And off he went, with all the strength and energy he could muster, plus threefold that, he pushed himself forward into a full sprint, quickly grabbing the tripod and swinging it on his shoulder. He wouldn't let this one go, he had to at least go to the girl, give her the tripod and apologize to her for whatever it was he had done to upset her. That fierce determination gave him the strength to push himself forward on this one, tiny goal, to the point where, if he were in an anime, he'd probably be shooting out waves of energy with each step. Soon enough she came into sight, she was remarkably fast for someone who was literally trying to walk away from whatever danger Kyle had presented.
"Heeeeeyyy!!!" He called after her. He hadn't exactly gauged his speed though and had quickly overtaken her before skidding to a complete stop right in front her. He breathed heavily, that short sprint had taken quite a bit of energy from him and he could feel a thin sheet of sweat forming on his brow. He took a couple of seconds to compost himself before saying, "You *breathes* forgot this *breathes*". He slowly presented the forgotten camera tripod, "I'm sorry *breathes* for bothering you, *breathes* but I figured you'd be wanting this back." He handed it to her, "also" he pointed to his right cheek, "this is my good side."
He cracked a somewhat goofy smile, he wasn't entirely sure if that lame joke would break the tension she was feeling or not, but he at least wanted her to know that he wasn't a bad guy, returning something that belonged to her would hopefully relay that message.
Juju I think you just earned another point for the magic reference.
EDIT: Post is up, and damn that was a lot longer than I thought it was going to be.
EDIT: Post is up, and damn that was a lot longer than I thought it was going to be.
Well yea that's the plan, but you also unwittingly gave Kyle his cathartic moment of, "I'm seriously getting fucking tired of scaring people off" and he's going to come after you like a goddamn lion goes after a gazelle.
EDIT: Damn, I wanted to get that post up before I left for work in the next hour, but work just called me to come in earlier. Sorry Latino, my post will be up later tonight.
EDIT: Damn, I wanted to get that post up before I left for work in the next hour, but work just called me to come in earlier. Sorry Latino, my post will be up later tonight.
A shutter clicking brought Kyle out of his thoughts as his head snapped towards its culprit; a camera in the hands of another student, another girl. He quickly scanned her features before making eye contact with her, deep red hair, eyes nearly the same color, a shade different, pale skin and a particularly small frame. He didn't know the girl sitting a bit away from him, he hadn't had any classes with her and she looked a bit younger than the girls in his class, a 1st year perhaps? His eyes slowly went down to the camera in her hands, it looked pretty nice, like one of the more expensive cameras he had seen back home, was she a photographer? A brief, dark thought went to his mind as his eyes wandered back up to hers, "I hope she's not in the school paper, I've already got a bad rep and don't need it publicized." After debating this in his mind, he decided he was giving her a hard time, she was probably taking his picture for...what exactly? Art? Maybe she was a photographic artist? Somewhere in the cycle of questions his mind suddenly realized that he was staring for too long and should probably say something.
"Hey, um...did you just take my picture?" That's a dumb question...
"Hey, um...did you just take my picture?" That's a dumb question...
I just got really into those two paragraphs I guess XD
fuck the police, I'm gonna love the shit out of my ferret waifu.
***Currently illegal in Colorado
Also, if I were into ferrets, would that make me a furry?
Also, if I were into ferrets, would that make me a furry?
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Oh man, Latino, you get a point for being the second person to make me blush through storytelling.
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