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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 6:39:08 GMT -5
TASK NAME: Misfit disposal TASK CLASS: C PARTICIPANTS: Vy, Solo OVERVIEW: Dispose of a band of air-trek´d and non-riding thugs having taken up space in the park and resisting arrest. The child of one of her customers has approached the fang queen to help free up her favorite playground.  | if you freely can give something, it means you have freedom |
Each day out of that mansion she had served in was a new day of restlessness. A restlessness she usually got rid of with unsavory activities with Kari or learning how everyone else was dealing with it. The boredom of not being told what to do, not having a planned schedule. And yet none the less, she was slowly but surely carving a path for herself. Meticulously saving up money and favors for the plans she had. Each day reaching for and approaching it. She could be patient and although she had a final goal, it did not mean that she did nothing in between. She wanted to become someone. Not just another face in the crowd, carving a way was just one part. Carving a place in society to whatever degree was another.
As such she had decided to offer her services. Not only to save up money but to become a functioning member of society. Not having to rely on blackmail money forever to serve her day to day needs. And so every wednesday, she was holding a tea party. In the middle of the park under a big tree. A blanket spread on the grass, red on green, like a signal. Seasonal patterns on them. Falling leaves this time around, but it did not look sad to Vy. It was the progression of time it signified and was beautiful in it´s fleeting discrepancy. Leaves, a symbol for renewal, liveliness and death. All in one. And trees so different. A leave lasted nine months, while a tree stood tall. Raising millions of leaves in it´s time.
Losing them each year and still growing stronger and bigger, no matter the loss. A way to carve out a path too. At the sacrifice of others if you wanted to be poetic and see leaves as individuals and not part of the bigger picture. Vy did not mind this distinction at all, but it was also not something she would have thought about a year back. Or thought about it at all. Anything even aside from her duties. She looked down and saw the set of teacups on trivets, the teacan, a delicious smell of herbal tea wafting up and a small hand picking up one of these cups. Sitting down in front of her with a dignified expression.
Vy often got guests that did not want to do anything business related. Friends who came by for a cup of her tea, enemies to challenge her, strangers to get to know her. And once a local broadcasting team to report about the 'wandering maid'. It had been an enjoyable little bit for her. But this little girl did not seem to want to just sip on the tea and enjoy the view of the park with her. A bundle of money barely concealed in that cute little handbag to her side. Allowance? Two man in black suits with earpieces looking inconspicuous, but glancing professionaly over to her. Both foreigners with blonde hair. One of them a family father of two, named John and the other single with interesting ideas, but too little money to set them in motion.
She had met them before and talked with them. Sharing a meal with them as she had worked for a member of the local yakuza and taken a break after a job done. They had looked appaled at first at the bloodstains on her pure white apron and even offered to wash it. Elegantly she had told them she would do it herself since she was a maid after all. The tension slowly draining and getting to talk for a while. Which meant that this girl was somewhat affiliated with that member of the yakuza. Vy had the feeling she would get to hear it from her, so there was no need to ask really. Just quietly enjoying the tea while waiting for the girl to calm down, looking quite flushed and open mouthed, definitely staring at her clothes. Vy´s smile widened a little.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 7:24:24 GMT -5
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The girl itself was a cute little thing. Like a doll with emeralds for eyes. Blonde curled hair in two pigtails, the hair itself looking silky and smooth, difficult to not try and pat. But the next part would keep you from it. Green eyes with an intense glow, dazzling if it did not look as fierce as it did now. A fire burning in them that only sole children could develop. Or those which were the offspring of a yakuza or other thug. A mean streak in them that was yet childish, but enough to pity any fool in her way.
A nose that already had a slight crook in it, giving her a bit more dignified look than a child normally should have. A hawk´s beak, eyeing it´s prey over it. A mouth that seemed to come from her mother, ready for sweets and curled slightly at the momentary disgust from drinking the herbal tea. It was not a very child friendly brew. Seems like she would have to rethink her sugar ban again. Having stopped bringing it since it seemed to draw ants to her picnic place magically. The next time she had brought anti ant spray instead of sugar and taken care of the problem.
"Miss." A bell like voice started to speak trying to find it´s natural grace again after the initial 'bleh' sound drinking the tea. "I heard from my daddy that you are someone who helps out?" Vy´s smile widened a little. It only showed that this kid was precocious knowing about this. Or she had listened at the door. Kids sometimes did that. And although the smile was fake, she was a bit happy. Word of mouth spreading and her space in society growing with each acknowledgement she got.
Nodding, she took a sip of the herbal tea and was amused that the girl was following her motion of drinking the next time she took a sip. A quick learner. "I need some evil meanies gone." Vy nodded once more, already having counted the money that was in the handbag. It was not even half of what was needed for her service for such a thing. Even if it was mere beating up. "They just took over my playground and won´t leave and daddy says he has no time to deal with them." Her voice had become urgent now and pleading, quivering lip, watery eyes and leaning forward a little to appeal to her kindness.
Vy was unfazed. But just as she was about to say something her eyes narrowed just a smidge and her smile became carnivorous for just a second. The father of the girl. Mr. Miyanagi and his blonde wife were walking through the park. And he had just silently nodded toward her. It seemed like the rest of the money would be paid later and the interest rate becoming a favor. Looking back to the girl, the fire in her had receded a little as well as her posture gotten smaller. Having moved back just a little at the sudden change in atmosphere.
"It is a pleasure doing business with you, Miss Miyanagi. I will serve as best as I can. Payment?" Vy asked and the girl began regaining herself, grinning even. As if she had just won a fishing contest. Unknowing that it was rigged. "Here! All of my allowance for the week." She said proudly and handed over the money. Looking pleased with herself. Picking out at the pieces of paper, they vanished in Vy´s apron and she slightly inclined her head toward her client.
"You will hear good news before the end of the day. Where is this playground of yours..." She had asked and was given an address. That had been half an hour earlier.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 7:57:21 GMT -5
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They had parted afterward and Vy had rolled up her picnic soon after. With the promise to hurry since this was also supposed to be the present to one of the girl´s friends. It was a wonder that the police had not taken care of those thugs by yet, or the yakuza. But maybe it had been a learning experience for the girl from her father. Teaching her to take care of problems themself. Vy did not mind cleaning up another´s messes, it just helped her. Dealing with things like these was a favorite of hers. Not for nothing was she not only the fang queen, but also of the bloody road.
And as long as it did not go the way of the queen in alice, everything would be fine. 'Down with the bloody red queen'. It had been an average movie, but the quotes were not too bad. The gate opened to her, having talked with Mizuki for a moment and seeing her troubled face. Single, but married to her job at the park anyway. Vy had helped out with things in the park before and they had cleaned up together. It had been a very bonding situation when they had finished and both had a smoke and relaxed with each other.
Waving her through, Vy took a left and set down the basket for the first time. Others having held her the door and taken care not to disturb her as she traveled here per bus. Sitting down on a nearby bench, she opened the small hatch at the side and pulled out her A-T´s. The crimson overwhelming. And this was one of the few things in the world that she would fantasize about. Wonder if the crimson lacquer like color was from the blood of it´s victims drying and forming the paint. But no, she had seen Kari work on them often enough to know that it was not true.
Putting them on, she put her boots into the basket and stood up. The hieght difference was not that bad, having bought heeled boots. And it was not even a distinction. This was how she wanted to feel all the time. But her little A-T´s were too volatile once put on to be able to use them much in public. The spike of her heel now digging into the ground. Sharpened to the utmost, another reason to not use it unnecessarily. The less used the sharper it was when it was put on.
A cruel smile raced over her features as she leaned forward a little and drove off to her destination. A sneering bunch already waiting for her. Their lookout having spotted the only person around that did not wear a red headband around from the tallest pole of the humongous climbing frame. Vy had never played on a playground before, but even she could imagine that a child could have fun on it.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 8:38:05 GMT -5
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The sneering followed her as she silently rolled along, her wheels tearing away at the distance. The maw tearing at the perception as she did not really move her body much. Letting her A-T´s do the job for now. There was no reason to hurry and she listened to the catcalls and the not child friendly insults thrown at her. Well, insults normally, but Vy only smiled at them, either not caring or something else. Coming to a halt in front of the jungle gym, she looked up at the place. Ten, no twelve people at least so far. A bigger group than she had expected. But nothing she could not take care of. "Look at that, a damn maid, a real live maid. Come to serve us good, have ya?"
Reading the inertia of them at least two were barely moving their body and yet speeding toward her. A-T´s. Riders and one seemed to be of not inconsequential skill. The other she could not place yet. Still shorter than most of the thugs around her, three women donning the same red headband as the rest. Their catcalls were worse than the men´s, less subdued and knowing what to comment on as it seemed. It seemed from how much they were territorial that they would need quite some service of hers today. Cleanup too. The playground was a mess of trash and dirt. "Hey, we are talking to you, maid, seems like you want to 'ave some fun with us, EHHH?"
Standing still, she slowly took in the situation. Surrounded by four, seven a few feet off and at least one only a few dozen feet away. And then she felt the hand move of the one behind her. A slight disturbance in the inertia, the moving parts of the world spinning into gear. Silently telling her what was being done. A slap to her backside. Seems like the fight was on. Just waiting for the hand to make contact and all of them to jeer, seeing the intent in their eyes, she spun into action. "Wow, what an--"
Stepping on the even ground hard, her heel clicked and a mechanic noise was heard. The confusion on their faces was prizeless as she ducked. her foot coming up first and lodging itself into the man´s chest standing behind her. The hungry maws of her wheels already biting. Deep, blood being spilled, a few drips on her formerly white apron. Now stained to some, for her blood was not dirt. It was a color, something to favor and the proof of making an impression. Sliding her foot over the man´s chest, she spun it down hard and used the movement to add a kick with her other foot, her heel striking directly into the mans chest.
It was not to pierce him, but a kick, moving him out of the way. Heavily slamming her foot on the ground as both A-T´s wheels mechanically kickstarted and the noise became gasps and screams of pain. She had not taken the man out, after all, this was supposed to be a lesson. It woudl not do if he would be asleep. Escaping the grasping angry hands, she slid below them and jumped over the squirming form, clutching it´s bleeding chest. The pain only becoming more intense as the wound ripped itself further apart. Coming to a halt out of the range of the hands, she took out her old mechanic clock, feeling the hands of the dozens of faces ticking away and allowing her to get a better feel for the timing.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 8:59:10 GMT -5
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The confusion and surprize was great, but not as big as some may have expected. After all, they had been wary anyway, a maid suddenly appearing was a weird thing to happen, a maid on A-T´s... Who knew? Apparently not most of them. Sliding out of the reach of the two idiots trying to follow her on foot as easily as leaning back slightly, she wondered what she would serve for the evening. Her roommates were hungry little vultures and Vy felt like splurging a little. Earning a favor with someone like Mr. Miyamoto was a reason to celebrate. And for an odd reason, she had the feeling this would not be the last time she got to see the little Miss either.
The tick of her clock made her aware of the situation again and she silently thanked it. It was one of the very few things she had taken from that mansion. A friend, the clock and herself. And if she had her way, none of them would ever return there. Even if her family was there. She had never gotten a christmas present or card before and she did not miss them either. All of them had just been staff. Her mother maybe a bit warmer, but in the end, the lines had mixed up and all of them had been at least to some degree family. From Hewa the janitor to Una, the old maid.
Sliding low, she stretched one foot and let it drive over one of the attackers feet, letting it devour, while she sviweled on it and did another high kick. Ramming the sharp heel into the others chin and kicking him up and to the side. Feeling the other man weakly trying to push her off in panic, the wheels spinning deeper and deeper into his foot. Moving her high foot like a samurai sword, the blood on it splashed on the ground before she stepped off the man´s foot and let him fall. If any of them had any hesitation to fight before, it had quickly left them and they all were now armed. Pipes and knives.
And two more A-T´s brought into the play, making it a total of 8 immediate threats. One further off and some who might be out. She would have to ask one of them at some point if this was all.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 10:25:50 GMT -5
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"B*tch you are dead." "We are gonna f*ck you up." "Bark Bark Bark." It all sounded so hollow and repeated. None of them looked like they had the actual strength or endurance to satisfy her in the regard that they all seemed to want to do the most. Hurt her. But even hurting someone had an art to it, the flick of a hand could be very different from the crude slap she had gotten. Kari knew her best in that regard. Hmm. Anyway, she was at least not bored, she could finally take her newly modified A-T´s for a spin, upgraded nicely and ready to tear and honor the road she followed, paving it with the crimson liquid.
Moving her clock back into her pocket, she bowed slightly and raised her long skirt with the tips of her fingers. "My good Sirs and Ladies. I was commissioned to remove filth from this area. And since we have seem to come to an impassé, please be removed quickly. I will try to minimize the lethal wounds and maximize pain. Please enjoy." She uttered with a cruel smile on her face and at least on one of their faces recognition dawned. "It´s the bloodletter. The mercenary maid, you guys, we saw her on twitter and all that. Wasn´t she the damn fa--" Her little speech stopped there. Vy had jumped and delivered a roundhouse kick to the side of the woman´s face. Shaving off part of her ear and sending her flying head first into the jungle gym.
"Tsk tsk." Vy said and slid back once more, escaping a knife by not even an inch. Wagging her finger at them. Four people down now, squirming on the ground. Although one seemed to have quieted down considerably. The spike through his chin must have been a bit too much. At least he would be able to add to the ugly collection of piercing that had been on his face again now. Kicking a knife thrown at her out of the way, having felt it with inertia read, she dashed at the last one not on A-T´s by now. The last one not on gear having hectically jumped into them.
Seems like the real fight was about to begin. And since it was on A-T`s, it would all go pretty fast. In one or the other direction. Breaking through the circling enemies, she jumped and landed on a lower rung of the jungle gym. Trying to even the number difference by setting the speed and place this would happen. Her regalia shaving over the metal, sparks flying all around. But going too fast to let it rip into the metal. Not max speed, which would make them lose her, but enough to keep them circling up with her. At twenty feet, this was going to be amazing.
A nearly childish joy overcoming her as she ascended further and further to ward the highest point.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 11:39:41 GMT -5
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The time seemed to come to a halt as she ascended further and further. The horizon growing further away and the sky seeming closer. She had no desire for the sky, but the landscape stretching below her was beautiful, she thought. The carousel in the distance, the people squeeing from the rollercoaster, reaching her current height and ascending with her, before the drop. The drop came for her too. Sensing one of them having sped up. Using a sort of trick that looked like he had grown A-T on his hands too. Climbing the gym at a faster rate than her.
Grinning madly at her, ready to pounce on her. And for one moment, she thought about letting him, wondering what a fall from this height would do to her. But she kind of wanted to walk away from this. If not for the girl, then for not making the people she cared for worried. Sighing, she made a brake, stopping short of his arms, letting her wheels eat into the metal and cut it off, making him fall, bonking from one metal rod to the next. Hitting his head several times before coming to a halt down below, next to the other one she had kicked into the jungle gym.
The rest had caught up now, trying to attack her with skills seems like. The first she had to shoot down right away. Some kind of strength attack that bend the bars. She already had to fix the one she had cut out, any more would be a hassle. The fang´s pitch was loud and static as it crushed into the womans foot, splitting the A-T´s in half and shearing some of her sole off. Profusely bleeding as she plummeted down as well, only conscious until the middle, where she got stuck and hung from one leg. Jumping over the hole she had created, she dodged a fang coming at her.
Seems like someone of her road was here too. Not that she minded or cared, for her they were just the coloring for her canvas as she cut the smaller fang apart easily with one of her own as she landed. The bloodroader jumping out of the fangs way just in time. Or not, the fang making a turn and hitting him right in the back. The sound of clothes being ripped by a scream of surprise as he stepped into nothing and fell for a few feet. Owch. Well, he seemed semi fine, at least it shivered and a hand slowly grabbed the bar he had fallen on.
Sliding backwards up the gym, the other riders now knew about her fang. It made Vy wonder what they would try next.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 12:38:17 GMT -5
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It had been fun, but it was starting to be the time to wrap it up, anymore than this and it would seem like a waste. Also, the top was coming into sight as she jumped another rung up. It was not a race against another team, but it felt like a race to the top now. Seeing if she could defeat these and at the same time be the first there. Naturally the others had something else in mind, namely her demise. Vy had by now gotten rid of most of the ones here. And the two that were left over were the ones who had used their pawns well.
To find out what kind of power Vy had. But they did not seem fazed much. Either confidence or overconfidence. Which ever it was, she would soon know. Stepping up another rung, they finally fell upon her. Her hair stood at end as they came. Ones foot clad in flames, kicking toward her face, while the other´s A-T was covered in spikes and the wind was howling. Two elemental attacks, there was inertia even in flame, but to redirect it, she would have to kick it. And she did not really want to burn her A-T´s.
The only way was down now. Flipping over back, her dress got caught by the flame and started to burn. Grabbing the bar behind her, she swung down a level and heavily tread on the ground, inertia becoming zero as she leveled it out and cut deep into both the riders legs behind her, turning it back around and adding damage to the flame user, cutting deep into their chest. Starting up again and riding below the highest level, keeping an eye on the two. Having put her clock away, she slid between bars and ran to the other side.
The flame user was shooting fireballs at her now, Vy dodged them by stretching her hands up, grabbing metal and using her speed to be carried up again. The windy one trying to stop, but instead being kicked in the face as Vy swung up with a few dozen miles per hour and dug into his face. Smiling, she jumped from him to the last enemy. But she would not be able to do much, the police had arrived and she could see the sirens and light of the police cars. Most likely Mizuki had waited for a bit, but gotten worried. Well, it was for the better. Anything more and it would jave just been torture.
Dragging the hurt rider down, she collected the other bodies too. All of them breathing, even if mostly painful gasps. Propping them up against the fence in front for the police to find them easier. Time to hide and wait it out. She did not really want to be taken in, even if she had the feeling Mr. Miyamoto would make it go away, she would rather have him owe her that favor a while longer still.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 14:18:33 GMT -5
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Waiting for the police and ambulances to leave, Vy leaned back in her hiding spot, looking down at it. The speckles of blood all around the jungle gym being tread upon and spread, sinking into the sand until nothing was left of them. None of the gang members had suffered extreme wounds that would not heal in time. But time it would take. Which was exactly what Vy put her cards on. After all, the same group would get back together in time and make her more money by having the need to deal with them again. None the less she would have fulfilled her duty. As she had done now.
No, Vy was not a good person, she just wanted to be, even if she felt imprisoned, she still wanted to matter. And these people would always remember her by the wounds she had left behind on them. If they lived in fear or accepted it, she would now be a part of it. Who knew, maybe some of them she would meet again and challenge once more. She was not just about money after all, she wanted challenge too. Her life as a maid had been dull, now that she had a reference. And even if she sometimes felt lost, there were people who could help her with that.
Brushing over her clothes, she saw the big burned spot in her clothes and silently cursed. She had many of the same sort, but each one was a precious maid outfit. Now she felt bad for not having hurt them more. The bit of blood she had drawn not enough for her. But it was too late now. Grumbling, she took out a sewing kit from her apron and started to patch it up. Taking a bit from the inner skirt, not having to worry much about showing off her jumping anymore and no plans to let others stand below her.
Finishing the fixing, the police was wrapping up too. Taking out her phone, she sent a short message to the girl who had contracted her, snapping a picture of the now empty playground. Seems like her duty toward the contract was fulfilled. What came now was the battle with herself. Absolutely unable to just let this be. Sliding down the tree, she left scratch marks on it, running it down vertically, building speed and starting to run the jungle gym up again. It was actually pretty sweet training. Picking up the bar she had cut through to make one of them fall, she smiled.
She had time, so she could reminisce about what had happened a little. Having the feeling she had forgotten something. But unable to put a finger on it, until she heard the sound of a pair of A-T´s coming to a halt below her.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 14:51:41 GMT -5
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Now she remembered, that one A-T she had read with her inertia read that had kept away. The guy with said pair of quite customized airtreks. What seemed to be a quake drawn on them, light effects and a showcase made of plastic of some kind of toys swimming in water. If there were more tacky A-T´s, she had yet to see them. As he moved toward her, lights glowed and made it look as if the ground where he was going was pure white light.
It made her look in awe for just a moment. She had not seen dedication like that often before in their own airtreks. Sure, the normal stuff like boosted gear, colors and such, but that was just weird. Jumping down, she met him on even ground. Only shortly considering calling out 'pervert' or a cute 'kyaaa'. After all, he was definitely standing below her. But she did not really mind. She had a feeling that the fun was about to start and then it already was happening.
If she did not have her inertia read, her reflexives might not have been fast enough to defend against the attack that came at at her with such fierce speed, that she wondered if the quake was a joke and he would pull out fire. Having blocked the skate to her face with leg, she slid away from him again. She needed some space between them to react fast enough. After all, at this speed, she was still a newcomer. The ever rising speed of the airtreks as they got modified more and more was amazing
Astounding enough to make each time it changed into a waking nightmare for Vy for a few days. Getting used to the slight changes done to her airtreks. And these ones were still pretty early on in Vy´s development cycle, seems like she would have to give it time. One of the few other things she would not want to do as easily as her maid duties. They had always been clearly defined after all and been easy. This she had to figure out herself. No manual and only new kinds of words being used when she asked for help.
Closing the gap between herself and the last enemy, who seemed as focused and silent as herself, Vy and he crashed. Leg against leg. Vy jumping back and out of reach of the enormous fist. They looked like they could crush stones in between two fingers. And Vy was quite easily not ready for a physical encounter. She might be strong, but she set on her skill the most. Fangs were great and all, but they would be nothing without technique.
Like now, that they let each other clash again, a shield like thing popping out and disturbing the fang she had thrown at him. Sending it off in another direction, even countering the inertia to turn it mid flight. Seems like she had just found something exciting.
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 13, 2016 16:43:04 GMT -5
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The fight was a back and forth. And for Vy it was a good test to let the skates spin up and down, 100-0-100-0-100 and so on and so forth. Rushing through the motions as he was deflecting the fangs one after another.Sending them into nothing. And she could not really get the upper hand in close combat either, he was fast and quite skillful. Careful not to get in front of the maws of her airtrek´s wheels. The perfect shield it seems against her damage. Stoically, they clashed again and again.
It made Vy wonder what he was even still doing here, his crew had left. Taken by the police or the hospital, it was time to move on. But he seemed fixated on her. Maybe she had done something against him? Not that Vy would be able to remember at all. She never could, she usually forgot the faces, names and even existence of those that did not piqued her curiosity or other emotion at least a little. And although eh was now, who knew if she had met him before. Most likely him, but she did nto feel like asking.
She was having fun as she danced and switched legs over and over again, now ready to bruteforce it and just keep going, dodging the fist coming at her. Then ducking under a headbutt. Which had been a bad idea, pulling up her knee high and right into the face of the man. Feeling the soft tissue be damaged. A bloody nose and a beat up eye, but now that she had one in, she was not even close to done. Although he seemed to falter slowly. His shield had been powerful, but must have been draining him.
The speed of his reactions and counters was definitely lower than before, while Vy got used to her wheels more and more. Using a regalia alone gave her not much problem. She had fit to them like a glove, but she still had the feeling that there was so much more to learn about it. Realize more skills. Customize it further and further until it was not just an extension of her body, but part of it truely. And even if she really wanted to journey the world, she would never give up riding. Maybe she could even meet other people in other countries through it.
And then it was over, after the knee to the face, she had ducked under a fist and bend forward, doing a back kick to the already injured face. Doing some more damage, before she slid through his legs and came out at his back. Vy did not even bother turning, kicking back, letting her bladeheel sink in and her wheels eat it´s way deep. Tearing and creating a wound that would keep hurting. Keeping the man there, like barbecue beef on a stick. Eating away at it until it stopped squirming. In a swiping motion, she moved her footout of the back and let him fall heavily to the ground.
Taking out her cell, she sent Mizuki a mail, thanking her for calling the cops and if she could call them again. There being one more to transport off. Walking over to the bar she had let fall, she looked at her clothing. Not all of the blood on it was the enemies. Some of the fangs that had been repulsed had went right for her and given her quite some trouble to dodge. But all was good now and she tore off some of her maid uniform. Ruined anyway now and tied the bar back to where it had come from. It would not do to leave this in shambles. And she did not want to be responsible for breaking the jungle gym and maybe injuring a child.
It would hurt her cause unnecessarily. Who was frowned upon more than someone who hurt children? Barely anyone. Looking satisfied at her work, she heard a single siren this time and crawled back down. Made her way back to the basket, changing into her spare uniform, which was a light weight variant with a shorter skirt and a costume apron that had no real reason to exist but to look good. It would do until she was home. She needed a long bath and good coffee. She could barely wait for it anymore. Sighing, she switched back to her boots and thanked her regalia before putting it into the basket as well. Just in time to see the policeman rushing through.
Smiling and nodding, she stood up and visited Mizuki once more before she left the park and made her way back home. Seems like she had gotten a date as well as payment. The little park supervisor offering her a free meal with company. Just not today. When she reached home, she got a picture message. It was from Mr. Miyanagi and was of the jungle gym, a happy troupe of kids climbing on it and playing around it. The little Miss brightly laughing in the distance. Deleting all the messages and wiping the data, she started to let water run into the bathtub.
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