[ He tips his head in greeting. ] Hey. [ A look around. ] Didn't expect to see a lot of people today. [ Since he's technically cutting class to be here... ]
That's the joys of working in retail, I work shifts so I get weird days off sometimes. I don't really mind, means I get places like this to myself pretty much occasionally.
There's that. [ He takes a seat with the dumbbells on the floor before him and starts with stretches. ] I wonder if I should try to find some work. Having a little extra spending money might be nice...
[She arrives a little late, having been caught up at the music store, but she's here now, and she's visibly uncomfortable with the clothing options she's been left with, despite trying her best to hide it.]
Hey, sorry 'bout that. I didn't make you wait too long, did I?
[ He pulls himself onto the curb with a hand on the sign. ] Not really. I got here faster than I thought. [ But to be honest, he had nothing else to do and didn't check his watch, so it just wasn't something worth pointing out. ]
[And at the punching bags, Imouto stands. Or rather, she's delivering a series of kicks and punches to the bag. Can't let herself become rusty should something show up.
It's also the easiest way to burn some excess food off. Can't get chubby, after all. The drones said that there's no way any guy would like her if she was chubby!]
[ Touma's watching from where he came into the room, having just finished some time on the stationary bike. His legs are sore, but that's fine because kicking isn't usually in his style when it comes to this sort of workout.
Part of the spying is to admire her handiwork, just in case they end up having to fight each other in the future more seriously; an unpleasant thought, but something he has come to know during his time here. He recalls Mikoto having to turn on Accelerator, and of course his own adventures in running away from zombie clones.
...but facing off against one another? Why is he having thoughts like this? ]
[And of course, naturally, Imouto spies Touma watching her, and of course, is compelled to work a little harder while pretending that she doesn't know he's watching her.
No, those series of kicks and punches totally aren't more showy then practical, it's just your imagination. She's totally not showing off that much.
[ Of course she's not, and he's not paying so much attention that he gets shoved out of the way of a couple of guys who were trying to get through the way he was going. ]
Watch out! You shouldn't be in the way of the door like that, kid. Someone could get hurt.
[ Ah, dammit, drones! He turned to apologize and then walk further into the room, but freezes because she no doubt spotted him.
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Oh hey kiddo. [His smile is open and friendly and he moves aside to let Touma through.]
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I don't mind the company though.
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Hey, sorry 'bout that. I didn't make you wait too long, did I?
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All set?
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It's also the easiest way to burn some excess food off. Can't get chubby, after all. The drones said that there's no way any guy would like her if she was chubby!]
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Part of the spying is to admire her handiwork, just in case they end up having to fight each other in the future more seriously; an unpleasant thought, but something he has come to know during his time here. He recalls Mikoto having to turn on Accelerator, and of course his own adventures in running away from zombie clones.
...but facing off against one another? Why is he having thoughts like this? ]
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No, those series of kicks and punches totally aren't more showy then practical, it's just your imagination. She's totally not showing off that much.
She totally is.]
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Watch out! You shouldn't be in the way of the door like that, kid. Someone could get hurt.
[ Ah, dammit, drones! He turned to apologize and then walk further into the room, but freezes because she no doubt spotted him.
Welp. ]
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