Battle [Thursday]

[knightime]

Dave Strider vs. Suzaku Kururugi

Weapons: Vriska Serket and Homura Akemi
Location: Battle Arena
Time of day: Afternoon(After School)

Honestly, Dave was beginning to think being Player to all these girls was kind of cumbersome. Why did they all have to have so many friends? Jegus christ, it's like suddenly he has to find all their friends from Conquest and try to get them back. He's not all that miffed though. If gave him something to do, and a little friendly fighting wasn't bad right?

It's why Dave is standing at the Battle Arena in town, waiting for Suzaku. He didn't really talk to Suzaku before. He was vaguely aware that the guy wasn't so bad.

Dave only got in contact because Madoka got in contact with Homura and it just went from there. He did tell Vriska he intended to fight with her, so here it was. Maybe it'll shut her up and he doesn't have to be around her being so insufferable for a little bit. Dave didn't have anything against this Suzaku guy. Dave just didn't like to lose. And he was a man on a mission. That mission, apparently having a bunch of girls which he barely knew.

Comments

[fabricates]

Her gaze follows him and she's about to snap about that shove, because what are they, three sweeps old? That's so childish. But she's distracted because those glasses are gone - she vaguely remembers yanking them off to salvage them in the flurry of movements. He looks a lot different without them on, and she doesn't have to look at this shitty pokerface of his.

That doesn't really help the whole guilt thing, so she looks away as she gets to her feet, dusting herself off and flapping her wings to smooth the crinkles out of them. Which just ends up in a lot more pixie dust on the ground than there is already from the scuffle. She doesn't know what to say so she just leans down to pick the shades up and jab them in his direction.

"If my Eightfold is permanently fucked up because of you, this isn't over."

[knightime]

He doesn't seem to be listening to her at this point. He glances at the shades and finally takes them from her. He places them back on his face and stands there for a minute.

Deciding that he's had enough of being around her for the day, Dave just turns his back on her and starts walking. The direction, completely random. But it probably meant he didn't want to go back to the dorms either, so he's just going to find a quieter place to go.

[fabricates]

That's fine with her. The less time she has to spend with him, the less shitty she feels about handing his ass to him. She wants to feel good about it, and she did. Or she does. But that guilty feeling is telling her she shouldn't and that what she did was wrong. She's starting to wonder if it's some inner Egbert voice trying to moirail her, but that's ridiculous. She's just getting fucking soft, that's all.

She moves out of general eyesight, sinking back down to the ground in an alleyway. She doesn't want to go back to the dorms yet, but there's that stupid rule about being out in the city proper unaccompanied by her Player. She's not worried about being caught, it would just be incredibly inconvenient and she doesn't want to deal with it right now. This whole thing is stupid.