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Post by Mitsuki Park on Sept 18, 2009 16:27:44 GMT -8
The thing about popular cafes is - although they have absolutely amazing coffee - just that. Popular. Too many adults and students lounging about, too loud for any one person to be alone in their private thoughts. Maybe that's why Mitsuki always preferred to grab her coffee and go without bothering to even linger around for another second. Students were on their laptops, only in the cafe because of the blissful scent of coffee beans, adults conversing with each other whether it be about love, work, or both. There was a park nearby, which Mitsuki preferred to wander about, with a baseball field that was really almost never occupied, along with a giant field with a pavement and multiple benches that allowed pedestrians to do as they please.
The place reminded her of Saint; an old nostalgic feeling always seemed to cross her mind whenever she came across this particular park, maybe because the two had shared some kind of a friendship-like moment with one another a long time ago. He showed her things he wouldn't normally show to other people, and she respected that. If only she knew where he was... Perhaps she could track him down? Well, she'd have to dig into that. Maybe get into contact with him, but she had a lot of doubt.
Most of the benches were taken by elderly couples who were simply here to enjoy the scenery. Mitsuki, on the other hand, took a seat on one side of a vacant bench, book in one hand with black coffee in the other. The scent of coffee was always soothing..relaxing. Sometimes, she bought coffee for simply the smell, rather than for the caffeine. Regardless, the book, "Historian" by Elizabeth Kostova now sat idly on her lap, legs crossed on the bench, both hands cupping her hot drink. Her hair was tied into a loose bun, while her attire seemed to be that of a comfortable one; gray sweatpants that were loose around the legs along with a dark green pullover hoodie. Comfortable.
Everything seemed peaceful, that is, until a bunch of rowdy, drunk and drugged teenagers - most of which were her age, if not a little older - suddenly bumped into the bench she was sitting on. 'Bumped' would be putting it lightly. Or maybe they weren't drunk nor drugged - just incredibly stupid. The coffee that was in her hand spilled - not all of it - onto her hoodie because when the bump had occurred, Mitsuki's grip sort of tightened up and...well, you know. She wasn't at all angry; maybe a little peeved that it got on her book, a little frustrated that her sweater was now stained, a little annoyed that half her coffee was gone. But she would have let it go if the kids apologized.
"You kids are disrupting the peace..." ["PUAHAHAHAHA! Kids?! I'm probably older than you, shortie."]
She stood up and the coffee went a-flyin'~! SPLASH!
"You have coffee in your eye," she pointed out smartassedly, a pleasant - yet totally fake - smile ever present on her face, which would drop when the boys started walking away, swearing the entire time. Oh, the profanity.
She peeled off her sweater, revealing a black v-neck t shirt (originally for guys, but she got an extra small, so it fits?). No more coffee.
Boo. :[
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 18, 2009 16:38:20 GMT -8
The large male was perched atop the metal fence that was used behind the batters box in order to prevent baseballs from soaring into the dugout or the people watching. Why was he laying up here? Well, not only did he had a great Wi-Fi signal but people left him alone. His jacket was behind his neck pushed against the thing and propping his head up. The fence was thick, extremely thick, made to stand against the test of time, which was a good thing as otherwise the male would have snapped it in two from laying there.
The commotion near by had caused him to look up from the large netbook in his lap, which was currently locked on a MMORPG, Luna Online to be exact, with the sounds of dying monsters and techno thrumming in his ear he only heard the loudest parts of it, and all of which happened to be profanity. This got the brow to cock on the large man and he would have set the netbook down, leaving it up there as with a simple snap of his strap to the fence holes it was not going anywhere soon as the thing was literally eighteen to twenty feet in the air.
The doctors would have been appalled at what came next as he grabbed the ledge and just pushed himself off it, launching towards the ground and hitting it hard, bending his knees to lessen the impact. Standing back upright the eight foot menace would have glanced to the boys that were walking away and cocked his head as there stared at him. A grin soon came past it and he would have thrusted forwards sending one of those size thirty-six sneakers into the boys chin launching him back and sending him skidding right past the girl that had gotten coffee dumped on her.
Another one of them had been sent flying into a near by tree so hard that the wind had been removed from the boy and he had been out cold. The male grinned and slammed the bottom of his fist down on the last ones skull crumpling him to the ground like nothing more then a rag doll. After which he just turned and headed back towards his perch atop that baseball fence, after all, he was doing this as means of giving a karma pay back to imbeciles.. probably a little harsher then one would expect, but it was how Katsuri worked.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Sept 26, 2009 9:08:22 GMT -8
"Unnecessarily harsh," Mitsuki commented to herself, looking at the unconscious bodies that were now lying around. Her sweater was on top of the bench, and she rubbed the back of her neck, the other hand placed on her hip. Those who had been standing around looked at the massive giant in shock at how easily he was able to knock them out with a single blow. Mitsuki, though impressed, kind of just stood there with a, 'What the hell....?'-kind of an expression on her face. She wasn't sure whether to thank the super tall guy for knocking the three unconscious for her, or to scowl at him for disrupting the peace even more. She was going to let them go, simply because she wanted to read her book, and they did turned around to leave...
She sighed and left her book and sweater on the bench, heading towards the coffee shop once more before watching the massive giant head back to ... the top of the fence? An eye brow arched as she made her way into the coffee house, finding it rather peculiar that he chose to stay perched on top of a fence.
Once inside, she ordered two cups of coffee. Hers was still black, and in a small (rather cute) brown paper bag, was little things of creme and sugar, along with a black mixer, in case he preferred to have a sweeter taste of coffee. Setting her drink down on the bench, she approached the massive guy and looked up at him (assuming he went back up). She figured he would have sensed her presence somehow, since he looked like a mass of epicness one of those people who just seemed to know a lot of things. She would stretch out both her arms towards him, extending the coffee and little bag of sugar + creme in case he wanted it.
"Thank you."
Neh? If he didn't take the coffee from her, then she would simply leave it on the floor for him to take or leave. If he left it there, then...maybe some homeless guy would like a nice cup of coffee? Who knows.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 26, 2009 9:45:54 GMT -8
The boys had not even really been worth the effort of him getting down from that fence as they had been demolished in singular blows, one a piece. As amusing as it was, he would have removed himself from that short lived fight and climbed back up the fence, settling himself back in comfortably, way up in the sky. Did it bother him? Of course not, but then again this was a man that had caved in an older car like it was a tin can and was walking around to tell the tale with a short lived hospital visit.
He had scared Sara sure, but that was to be expected when someone suddenly got reamed by a vehicle right in front of you was it not? Particularly when it was an eight foot menace that had been hurling cars like that for sport. Now though, that car wreck was leaving him a better man as he had to learn how to better utilize his body.. even though with what he was doing now the doctors would have had him put in the insane asylum.
Katsuri had relaxed by time the girl had gotten back, but he would have heard her walking up as he had not put his headphones back on, just had that laptop open and playing away on his game, entertained by the thing, or rather, the cute little avatar he was controlling and killing equally cute and colorful monsters. The big mans weakness, even though he would not admit it, was cuteness. Back to the girl though, as he would have grabbed his lap top and other gear and launched himself off the top of that fence once more, landing down harshly next to her with a massive thud, bent down into a squat like position before coming back up to his full height.
"Mm. Don't mention it, men like that are a poor excuse for my gender."
He said offering her a bit of a smile, glancing over at her, pooling his things into one hand so he could take that coffee from her, after all, he did not want to make the poor girl keep holding it while he was an idiot and ranted on and on.. if he was going to anyhow.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Sept 30, 2009 19:31:50 GMT -8
The guy was massive. Tall. Super tall. Buff, too. But more tall. Did I mention he was tall? To look up at him, she literally had to tilt her head. Anyway, she was surprised he jumped down beside her - she figured he would stay up there and simply accept the drink, because he didn't look as if he wanted to talk. When he landed beside her, she then expected him to take the drink from her - which he did - and she felt content knowing that she had, in some way, repaid him for his ... well, act of kindness. His next choice of words made the young Asian to arch a brow, wondering... Well, why the hell not? It's not like she knew him, or he knew her, and even if they did.
"...well. It's not like women are any better," she commented, taking a sip of her black coffee. Bitter, and Mitsuki was not a fan of bitter things, but she could not help but be addicted to black coffee no matter how much she loathed the taste. She still had the little bag with sugar packs and creme stuff if he still wanted it.
"I wasn't sure how you would want your coffee," she continued, "but if you want, there's sugar and creme in here."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 3, 2009 1:48:29 GMT -8
"Mm.. its fine either way, I drink it black or loaded down. " He would have smiled slightly at her and nodded his head. Obviously in todays day and age it seemed people could still appreciate chivalry.. no mater how hectic and destructive it seemed to be. In Katsuri's mind, he had no problems beating on women, and yet, the minute someone went to attack one he would jump in to save the day.
Maybe his mother dropped him on his head when he was younger, or maybe it was just instinct left over from when you had to impress your mate through shows of physical prowess alone. Either way, he would have nodded his head to her and taken a large gulp of the coffee she had given him, his smile returning once more. "Mm.. I needed something to help keep me up anyhow, thanks a lot. Although, I have to ask why those boys did what they did to you anyhow? Enemies or just idiots?"
Poor big fool had not even seen the whole ordeal, only known that a woman was in unfair situations and had jumped in to save the day. Welp. Thats how logic worked in a crazy mind.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Oct 10, 2009 19:22:10 GMT -8
"No. Thank you for the help," Mitsuki said sincerely.
Man, she wished she could take large gulps of her coffee. The bitter taste of plain coffee was too much for her to drink all at once, never mind it being too hot. She preferred to drink it little by little anyway, that way she'd be able to inhale the scent of the drink every time she put the cup to her lips. Is coffee considered to be an aphrodisiac? She'd have to look that up. Coffee. Bittersweet, deliciously brewed coffee. As for the second question, she gave a shrug and sipped her coffee before replying. To be honest, she didn't recognize any of them, so it was more likely that the kids and herself were complete strangers. If anything, they probably wanted ass and figured scaring girls in broad daylight would do just that. Idiots. Didn't help that they were drunk, either.
"Just idiots, unfortunately," she said, slowly shaking her head. "...I believe they were drunk."
That, or very buzzed to the point where they figured that the proper way of talking to a female was by ganging up on her and knocking over coffee.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 11, 2009 1:45:45 GMT -8
"There is no need to thank me for something I would have done anyhow." He said this with nod of his head, trying to put emphasis on the fact that he had indeed done if of his own freewill.. or boredom, either one was better then trying to get the thanks of a beautiful young woman was it not? Still. The cup of coffee he had was gulped down a little more, and with it came the slight stain of the left over against his lips. A quick wipe of his arm got it removed and he smiled back at her as she continued on about the idiots being drunk, or close enough.
"Ah.. alcohol. Its fun until you start becoming a douche bag." Of course, he had an incredibly hard time getting drunk, which was probably the reason why he never had any problems trying to play Jackie Chan, drunken boxer of doom! He finally realized that he had not given introductions and offered his free hand out to her. " I am Katsuri Katashi by the by." It was said in a slight secondary manner, as if he had done it a million times.. of course it was because he HAD done it a million times.
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