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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 19:11:16 GMT -7
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Ru considered herself a patient woman. And generally pretty good to people. Generally being the key word. But her patience was wearing thin in this particular region. Sootopolis was not one of her favourite places to be, nor did she enjoy visiting. But sometimes worked called and she would have to go to places she disliked. This being one of those times. [break][break] As she made her way through the crowds of people that gathered in a little pitch-up marketplace they had put together, Ru couldn't help but stare out at the body of water that cut into the city like a little butter knife. The water did seem pretty beautiful... She bit her lip, before scowling. What was she doing? Turning into an Aqua sympathizer? She grumbled under her breath before wandering off to the vendor she was supposed to be meeting. [break][break] Once she had the item in hand that she was supposed to procure, she whipped around as fast as she could to get out of there and high-tail it back to Magma HQ when she smashed into someone's chest with her face. Groaning, she raised her hand to her nose and felt a gush of blood. [break][break] "Shit... Sorry." She said it casually, because even though she was clearly injured, it didn't excuse her manners of running into someone.
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Post by ADAM MARCH on Jan 17, 2016 20:02:42 GMT -7
*rattles in trash can cause she is trash and didn't start the post* i still feel like trash i'm so sorry CRYING he didn't understand why sootopolis was so crowded at the moment. to be fair, he had only been to the city at least once in his short life so they could have been having some event for all he knew. either way, he didn't understand why everyone was in the market and why he had to shove people out of the way in order to walk. it was annoying to say the least. the only reason he was in this part of town was because he had wanted to buy some food for dinner later. the trip to city had wore him out and he didn't want to bother fishing for food. all he wanted to do was find someplace to stay and drop dead asleep.
but instead he was here in the market trying to find a stand that sold decent food and wasn't crowded with people. another person bumped into him and he stared after them as they ran away without saying a single apology. this was definitely not his kind of scene. he preferred the peacefulness of his hometown rather than a huge city. mossdeep had its share of tourism but never this bad. even when the town had an event that attracted a lot of people, he could easily escape into his house and avoid the crowds.
his thoughts were interrupted when he felt a hard smack in the middle of his chest. adam cringed and raised a hand to his chest at the pain that came with the person who ran into him. this is why he hated crowds. looking down, he saw a woman standing in front of him holding her slowly bleeding nose in pain. it may have been her fault but it wasn't like he was paying attention so he could avoid her. adam sighed before reaching into his bag for a cloth for the woman's nose. "be careful." he held the cloth out for the girl to take if she wanted. "you might not get off with just a nosebleed next time." he probably should apologize too but he wasn't even sure if it was his fault.
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 17, 2016 20:14:59 GMT -7
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Ru glanced up at the man she had run into and sighed softly, taking the cloth that he had offered her, tucking it into her hand neatly and pressing it onto her nostrils. She leaned her head forwards to let the blood clot at the front of her septum, before glancing at the soiled cloth. [break][break] "I hope I didn't hurt your sternum. I have a pretty hard head." She rubbed her forehead with her free hand, wondering just how much of her face had actually hit him. After a few seconds of the cloth on her nose, she opened her hand up and lowered it, blinking at the blood that basically ruined it. [break][break] "I... also hope you weren't needing this back..." Her mouth turned down into a frown as she thought about it. Would she be able to wash it? She looked around the vendors for someone who had running water, with no such luck. "I could wash it at home..." She thought out loud, more to herself, than to the man, before jumping slightly as she came back to her own body to evaluate the situation. [break][break] "Sorry, again." She crumpled the cloth in her hand, but tucked it into her bag. "Can I get you anything to make up for being so rude?" Sometimes she couldn't help her ambition; she needed to learn to take it easy once in a while.
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Post by ADAM MARCH on Jan 17, 2016 20:51:43 GMT -7
*rattles in trash can cause she is trash and didn't start the post* i still feel like trash i'm so sorry CRYING adam rubbed his chest as he felt the slow beginnings of a bruise starting to blossom. what was her head made out of exactly? it felt more like she headbutt him rather than run into him by accident. at the comment about her having a hard head, he simply shrugged. it was no big deal and he had gotten worse injuries than a headbutt to the chest. "i think i'll manage." he watched as the woman pulled back the cloth in order to assess the blood on it. he couldn't help but grimace as the sight and thanked whoever that he didn't need that for anything. it was ruined at this point so there was no reason to ask for it back anyway.
"no, keep it." he quickly shot down the idea of the girl washing it for him but it looked like she was in her own thoughts instead of actually speaking to him. there was no point of washing it when it was just an ordinary, old cloth he had on hand. she could throw it on the ground for all he cared. "you don't have to get me anything. it's not like you stabbed me." he really didn't see the big deal. they had run into each other and he accidentally caused her to have a nosebleed. she was the injured party in their collision so why did she feel the need to give him something? it was too much of a headache to think about and he really just wanted to grab some food and go home.
adam looked around the market with a frown before looking back at the woman with reluctance. usually these encounters ended horribly in his favor and he always ended up getting dragged into a situation he didn't want to be in. it's why he limited his talking to the bare minimum and moved on with his life. the people he met not too long ago had made him want to go back home and never leave the island again. he was just hoping this woman wasn't anything like the girl he met a couple days ago. "look," he started and it was clear in his tone he was hesitant to ask, "if you point me in the right direction of a place with food, we can forget this i guess." he prayed to whoever was out there that she would show him and he could just leave.
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Post by BAO-MIN RU on Jan 18, 2016 13:47:25 GMT -7
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Ru listened closely to the man's words, wondering if he was actually going to reach out and smack her on purpose for being so reckless. When he moved, she moved equally, trying to judge what he was going to do. But when he finally pointed out that she could merely tell him where a good food place was... [break][break] That was good, she was off the hook. It would have sucked getting into a fistfight and ruining everyone else's fun. Even if she hated being around everyone else. It was their choice to be here, not hers. [break][break] Thinking about it for a moment, she looked around the vendors and frowned a bit, turning her back to him. She actually hadn't tried any of them out since she had been here; it was too crowded at most places, so she opted to just eat whatever was in her bag at the time - which had only been a couple of fruits and a package of stale crackers. [break][break] She located a stall that didn't seem to be getting much business, but clearly had food by the displays out front, before looking over her shoulder at him. [break] "If you're asking my personal preference, I'd go there. But only because there's no one else there, so I wouldn't have to actually talk to..." She wrinkled her nose. "People." She shrugged her shoulders. "I'll actually probably get something to eat myself, since it's out of the way." Ru motioned to the stall before moving to go towards it. [break][break] "You're welcome to join me. Or just go there." She blinked, looking at him curiously. "It's a free world. Sort of." She thought about the Magma-Aqua battles and laughed to herself before setting off towards the stall.
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