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Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2020 3:45:33 GMT
These threads of roleplay happen 3 years before the current year, when Hiroki (and some others) are not yet teachers.
Hiroki walked into a bar. "Ouch," he exclaimed, pushing himself away from the metal pillar. He decided he needed to pay better attention to his surroundings. Taking out his earbuds, he shoved them in his hoodie pocket and put his phone away. He looked around. There were few people around, and that's the way he wanted it. He didn't need a swarm of people wanting an autograph from him. He didn't want to get the wrong impression, he likes his fans, but he needed his space. Hiroki wasn't surprised there wasn't many people around at the time. It was sunset, and the sun would dissapear behind the landscape soon. He also should be getting home, but the breeze felt nice right now. He didn't feel like leaving. He walked over to a bench and sat down on it. It felt nice not having to stress out and just... be in the moment. Taking out his phone and earbuds, he put on some acoustic music and put one earbud in. Hiroki leaned in his chair, beginning to nod off. |
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Post by Lenna Kawaha on Aug 2, 2020 12:54:10 GMT
If there was any problem with being a hero, it was the price of fame. Sure, there were some heroes who loved being the centre of attention, craved the love of the media and of the people, just as there were those who were unable to stand being in the spot light. Lenna, herself stood in a different category, she both loved and loathed being the centre of attention. There were ups and downs to if, she liked being able to reassure the public, to save the day, to be a hero. However there were times when she simply wanted to go for a walk or sit down at a restaurant or a cafe and it not be a huge deal. It was not the regular people that were the issue, but the media, she was their darling, a page turner, she often saw her face plastered on glossy magazines, requests for interviews, offers to be a guest star on this talk show or that game show. She knew how to deal with them, she had learned from doing on the job. But all the same there were a few times she wished to be able to do something free from reporters or paparazzi hungry for the next great photo.
Situations like now for example, the power of flight or invisibility would really come useful right about now. Instead of trying to avoid a couple of paparazzi goons trying to snap a photograph or two. She pulled herself up over a wall, into a different street and landed lightly on the ground. She listened to their footsteps fade away into the distance as they continued their pursuit in-vain. She knew she ought to head back home but wanted to enjoy the cool evening air, to merely relax after the events of the day. Lenna was not in her hero suit, but civilian attire, dark brown leather shin boots, dark blue jeans, a brown leather belt and holster for her trademark hero weapon, an old UA High dark blue t-shirt that still fit her and a black raincoat. Her blonde hair was contained in a loose ponytail. Deciding perhaps discretion was in order, Lenna pulled her hood up in order to try and conceal her face.
The look was not very successful, Lenna was renown for her beauty, part of the attraction or perhaps more accurately the obsession the media possessed for her. As she walked, she shoved her hands in her pockets, trying her best and largely failing to look like the famous hero. She noticed someone sitting alone on a bench, seeming to be nodding off. "Hey." She called out to him, her French accent stubbornly holding out despite all her time in Japan. "If you falling asleep it might be best to go on home." She suggested kindly. Just because crime was on the decrease did not mean it was safe to merely fall asleep in the open.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2020 2:07:08 GMT
"Hey." The phrase startled Hiroki awake. His eyes burst open in surprise as he sleepily scanned the area to find a young woman. "If you falling asleep it might be best to go on home." Hiroki shook his dead of drowsiness. It took him a bit to process what the woman had said, and he had only half-heard what she had said because he had an earbud in. Hiroki stumbled to his feet to get a better look of the woman. Hair the color of dirt and soft, blue eyes. Or not soft. He couldn't tell.
"Sorry, ma'am," Hiroki began, "Guess I'm just tired." Now that he got a better look, the woman looked a bit familiar. Had Hiroki seen her somewhere?... he couldn't recall exactly. Oh well. Maybe if he could know a bit more about her. He held out his hand. "I'm Hiroki," he said gently, but a bit sleepily. "What's your name?" He smiled weakly, then shoved his earbuds and phone back in his pocket.
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Post by Lenna Kawaha on Aug 12, 2020 20:27:51 GMT
Lenna jumped startled by his sudden return to wakefulness. Recovering, she quickly apologise. "Sorry I did not think you were fully asleep." She said quickly, but if they were that tired it would be best to head home. Honestly, she should probably do the same especially if the local paparazzi were still hanging around. "No it's okay and you do not need to call me ma'am." She explained a slight colour tinging her cheeks at the phrase. "Were you listening to anything good?" The small woman inquired since he took his earbud out. It would have been ironic and amusing if he had been listening to one of those self help sleep videos or something akin to that. At least it was proof that the product worked if nothing else.
"Lenna." She introduced herself in turn, her hand warm and soft, her grip not too firm nor too gentle just the right amount. "Will you be okay getting home or do you need some help or a cup of coffee first?" She asked then offered, not wanting to encourage him to start heading home only to lead him into getting himself hurt or into trouble. Plus, a second person to hang out with might distract from the goon squad in search of pictures. It was a slight chance there, but any chance to avoid them properly was worth taking.
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