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[ Action : Closed : Back-dated to 11/13 ]
[ Just as promised, Touma is waiting at the corner for Arisawa to show up. He hasn't been here long, but he got tired of standing still so he's pacing a circle around the stop sign, pausing when there's a chance a car or bike would be coming by and could hit him --- but nothing happens. ]



[ Open : Rec Center ]
[ Part of it is to keep in shape, and part of it is to work out stress, but today Touma decided to visit the gym as he does from time to time. You'll find him either working on the stationary bike (that doesn't break), lifting weights (that don't come undone and drop onto his feet), or punching at a bag (that doesn't come apart or otherwise break).

Yeah. Someone's noticed that things aren't quite "normal' for him, and since he can't come up with a rational explanation, it has him just a bit ticked off. Since he lacks his power, he'll have to make up for it in other ways. Recent talks with people who went through hard times back in their own worlds only served to reinforce this.

Touma barely takes a break between activities, sitting somewhere alone with his sandwich or a bottle of water, before getting right back to it. ]



(OOC: People can also use this post to just call Touma or stop by his house if there is a need for it. o/ )

Date: 2011-11-18 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Nah, but he seemed trustworthy enough. Just an ordinary kid like us aside from it, y'know? Besides, I like to think I'm a pretty good judge of character. [She doesn't say whether she's okay, but she certainly looks and sounds it.]

Date: 2011-11-18 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Well, to tell you the truth, I didn't get much say in it. I actually told him to go away, but he healed me anyway.

Funny, though, you're not having too much trouble trusting me, from the look of it.

Date: 2011-11-19 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
[A sly smirk.] Either that, or I just figured I could take you in a fight. Course, it could just be a little of both.

Date: 2011-11-19 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Well, I told you 'bout where I'm from. Guess I just got to, y'know? 'Sides, I've won fights with worse.

Date: 2011-11-19 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Well then, I'm glad to hear we're on the same page. If you ever wanna spar, though, that's another story.

[A few buildings ahead, the shop turns up.] So, this the place?

Date: 2011-11-19 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Well, long as they don't try anything on me, I should be fine. Well, they should be fine, anyway. Never really did like the retro look, anyhow.
Edited Date: 2011-11-19 04:59 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-11-20 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Thanks. I'll go take a look. [And off she disappears in that direction. Looking around, from rack to rack, for something wearable... nothing seemed to stick out. It was all really formal, dated, and more masculine than even she was willing to go for. Man, but conformism sucked sometimes. A drone or two stops to ask if she's shopping for Dave, to which she replies with variants on "Sure, we'll go with that." Eventually, she calls out to Touma.]

Yo! You still here, Kamijou?

Well, it wasn't a week, at least... >_>

Date: 2011-11-23 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
You sure this is the only place? I mean, I know it's the fifties and all, but... [She winces visibly as she scans through a rack of dresses, having decided that she could at least put up with those slightly more easily. Not much, just slightly.]

Date: 2011-11-23 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
[It's not so much that she's attached as it is what else does she even have?] Damn, I'll need money, too? I can't believe I didn't think of that...

Date: 2011-11-23 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
[/eyebrow] I'm not sure, but I think I left my wallet in Japan.

Date: 2011-11-23 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
[There's a pause, before she lets out a heavy sigh.]

You can't seriously be telling me people are just gonna go along with that, can you? Because that would be the most asinine thing I've ever heard. There can't possibly be that many quitters in this dump.

Date: 2011-11-23 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
[Loud and clear. Another pause, before she pulls one of the dresses off the rack, on that her hand had been resting on throughout their talk.]

...I guess this one isn't terrible. What d'you think?

Date: 2011-11-23 11:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arisawa.livejournal.com
Yeah, whatever. Don't act like you're not trying to picture it. Hang on, 'cause I'm gonna need your opinion again in a minute.

[On that note, she follows his thumb with the article in question, and slips into the changing room, sliding the curtain shut behind her.

Once she was out of the dress she came in, she stared at herself in the full-body mirror. Even the underwear she had on wasn't hers, a thought that only disquieted her even more. The bra even fit perfectly, something she wasn't remotely used to.]

1/I'll let you know

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