HEY YUKINA WHAT UP

[godslayers]

we're still plus ultra au
I THIRST FOR SAMPLES

[Class is over, but that doesn't mean it's time for rest!

Nanashi's outside, practicing his combat moves with a wooden sword.  At a single glance anyone could tell that his technique needs work.

He could use some pointers, maybe. This is going terribly so far. It's not long before he drags some poor unfortunate soul into this charade of his.]

Do you have a moment? I wanna show you something.

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hi sorry for the delay i forgot i had to make icon lmao

[supportsystems]

[Futaba is use to remaining invisible. She often curls up somewhere to remain unnoticed on days she comes to school, listening to her headphones and playing on her phone. Sometimes she's studying although that's rare.

Today she's sitting on a bench by herself. Her headphones are around her neck this time as she fiddles with her phone so when this stranger calls to her she hears him. She freezes and looks up in alarm. She seems almost frightened.]

Huh? Me? [She glances over her shoulder as if to be sure (even though there's only the wall of the school building there) before looking back at Nanashi.]

Oh, uhh... right. Me. You're talking to me. [.......] What do you want to show me? [Also why her??]

NP!!!

[godslayers]

A combat move.

[He shows Futaba the fake sword in his hand. The kid slowly uses the tip of his blade to make an arc use it to imitate a fighting stance. ]

So, what do you think?

[There's not much to show yet. His techniques look clumsy but not half bad for a child. FUTABA TELL HIM THE TRUTH.]

[supportsystems]

[Why her though?! She blinks and watches him demonstrate.

....]

I dunno, it doesn't look like anything. What's it suppose to do?

[Did you interrupt her very important internet surfacing for this...]