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Post by IRIA OTONASHI on May 15, 2012 18:58:34 GMT -5
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The word 'with' was somewhat misleading, though. It was true that she'd been called up by a girl friend from the boxing club — admittedly a less talented and less earnest boxer, who had joined the club for no better reason than "Well, you know, I didn't want to be part of the going-home club," but a friendly and outgoing girl regardless — well, anyway, said girl had asked Iria to go out shopping with her, and it would have been rude to decline. So Iria went. And so Iria found herself in a small group of girls she didn't really know and didn't really know how to get along with.
She had a vague, misguided interest in shoes, sure, but she wasn't particularly interested in trying on every pair in the store; she liked dressing nicely, sure, but she wasn't particularly fond of the things the other girls had pressed against their frames, excitedly comparing dresses and cardigans with one another. So in the end, Iria had wandered off to an entirely different part of the store, and her presence had not been sorely missed.
Which explained why a lone girl in black pigtails was staring with a somewhat bemused look at the sunglasses stand, blue-tinted shades perched lopsidedly on her ears.
Iria wrinkled her nose.
"...yeah, maybe not," she said finally, taking the sunglasses off and placing them back where they belonged.
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Post by Jae Won Kim on May 15, 2012 20:29:06 GMT -5
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Ah, the shopping district. There's a bunch of things to buy around here... Food, clothes, gifts... It really is one of the things that Jae loves about this place. One of his favorite hang out areas was the arcade in the heart of the district. However, he wasn't here to hang around. Mainly, he was shopping for food; instant stuff and ingredients.
He had his usual clothing on; A black hoodie with a white undershirt, dark blue jeans, and sneakers with his deceased father's necklace around his neck and his deceased mother's golden ring on his right ring finger. His hood was down and he had his blue-tinted glasses on. He looked just like one of those delinquents, but most shopkeepers know he's a nice kid.
While walking down the street, ignoring glances from those new to the area and cautious adults, he stopped by the clothing store. The display showed a olive green jacket with furs exploding out of the collar area, along with a sick-looking T-shirt right underneath it. There were also black cargo pants. "Ehhhh... I really want that..." Jae casually turned away from the display and walked inside the building.
Jae quickly surveyed the area and found a bunch of girls from his school, talking about clothes and whatnot. He just sighed and turned his attention to the clothing he had taken an interest to. There, he saw yet another girl from his school, only she was by herself. She had taken sunglasses similar to Jae's and tried them on. Eh. Not that great on her. He casually made his way across to her and picked out the jacket he saw in the front of the store. While picking out the rest of the outfit, he started speaking. "So you go to Namimori too, right?"
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Post by IRIA OTONASHI on May 18, 2012 16:08:11 GMT -5
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"Ah, well... yes, I do..."
Maybe he sat next to her or something and she'd never noticed.
It seemed like something she would do.
Perhaps he was a brother of one of the other girls? But Tomoko and her friends still had not noticed that Iria had slipped away from the pack. It seemed unlikely that they would send anyone to keep her company — ah, but maybe he was just some poor henpecked boyfriend who'd been dragged along on a shopping trip, and, like Iria, had gotten bored. That seemed possible. Probably not right, but at least possible.
Yeah, bro, I know that feel.
Iria selected another pair of sunglasses — properly tinted with dark grey this time — and propped them on her head, looking into the mirror to properly examine the effect while also glancing at Jae through his reflection. "I'm Iria, third year... I'm on the boxing team, and stuff like that."
"Um, you said 'too,' so... are you in my class? I, er, don't know your name..."
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Post by Jae Won Kim on May 18, 2012 18:58:19 GMT -5
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Jae was too late at catching himself from asking that question. His mind was a wreck now; how was he supposed to recover from something like that? Luckily for him, Iria didn't run away or scream when he asked; his clothing kind of made him seem like a delinquent and he knows it. Instead, she answered back meekly. Jae sighed a little on the inside; looks like his luck's finally changing.
Meanwhile, Iria turned to the rack of sunglasses again, this time picking a tinted one. As she put it on, Jae started observing her again. Hrmmm... She does go to my school... Well, not that surprising. What class is she in though... Iria broke Jae's line of thought when she asked him about himself. "Ahh... Iria, hm? My name's Kim Jaewon. You can just call me Jae though. I kinda pop in and out classes. But with the new history teacher, I'll probably stay a lot more." Jae picked out the jacket and three cargo pants while he was talking. He turned to Iria when he finished and pulled the sunglasses from her face. "Sunglasses don't really suit you. How 'bout that dress over there?" He pointed to a dress that was in the display next to the clothing that he has in his hands right now.
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