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Hey watch out it's a TWO-PART INTRODUCTION EXTRAVAGANZA

PART ONE: ACTION

[There is a new arrival on campus. She's wearing a red track jacket, carries a backpack, and looks thoroughly exhausted and/or like she hasn't showered in a month. When she finally makes it to the front gates she lets the backpack drop onto the ground and just

stands there

for a good long while

until she notices the lake.

Once she notices the lake, she scoops up the backpack again and makes a beeline for the water, peeling off her track jacket, practically jumping out of her shoes and socks, and wading in up to her knees, not caring about the clothes she's still wearing.

This graceful specimen of humanity then proceeds to spread her arms wide and belly flop her way right in. She spends the next hour or two splashing around, doing a few laps, and generally having the best damn time you've ever seen.

DARE YOU INTERRUPT??!?]

PART TWO: VIDEO

[SOMEONE seems to have forgotten to adjust the laptop's camera before she started recording. Viewers are briefly treated to the sight of a red sleeve in their view before it withdraws to reveal someone who really needs to cut back on the pep. You may have seen this girl flopping around in the lake--she appears to have cleaned up significantly since then.]

I'm here! I'm here! It took longer than I thought but I'm finally out!

[Out from where, Aoi?]

I actually got here a little while ago, but they wouldn't let me in. They told me I wasn't allowed to bring, um. What was it? Unsealed food through customs. I was detained by robots. Robots! Real ones! Can you believe that?

[She doesn't seem to be too broken up by her ordeal, at the very least, waving excitedly into the camera.]

It's been a while since I've been to school, but I didn't think there were robots, usually. Real ones. Is that normal here? [She tilts her head slightly and touches her index finger to her bottom lip, pondering.] I think I saw Justice Robo? But maybe they just had the same paint job.

Anyway! I came here with a friend! Or I was supposed to come here with a friend, but I got stuck, so I'm not sure if he's still here. If anyone knows Byakuya Togami--glasses, blonde hair, really snooty--you can't miss him. I owe him a punch in the face.

[And with a biiiiiiiig smile, she's off.]

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Meanwhile, Mondo's mind was screaming why over and over again at full brain volume as he in turn backed up but experienced an unfortunate loss of balance at the edge of the top step, collapsing onto his tailbone and flashing an eyeful of ~~baby corn~~ indecency again as his legs were forcibly spread by impact.

"OH FUCK, FUCK OH FUCK ME HOLY SHIT JUST, JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES! DON'T LOOK!!" he shrieked wildly, scrambling to cover up just as quickly as he fell. Now he was hunched over pathetically, biting his lip so hard he was threatening to break skin. There was nothing more compromising than running through the halls naked, covered in blood, and flashing your man business at a poor, untainted girl who never asked for this much Oowada. He kind of wished Monobear would swoop in on that motorcycle and whisk him away to be executed for good.

THIS WAS ENTIRELY TOO MUCH MONDO

Aoi attempted to slap a hand over her eyes but sort of forgot she was still on the stairs, and she slipped down the rest of them (thankfully, only a few), yelling the whole way down as Mondo's own loss of footing knocked them backwards and onto the landing in a tangle of limbs.

There were a lot of things wrong with this situation, starting with the fact that he was naked and covered in blood and ending with the fact that he was technically supposed to be dead.

Given their immediate proximity, however, the nakedness was at the forefront of Aoi's attention, and her next course of action was to swing a fist blindly, a kneejerk reaction to have your naked, covered-in-blood, last-time-you-saw-him-he-was-butter classmate fall down the stairs on top of you.

She punched him in the dick. What followed after was an unhinged howl that could be heard all across campus and Mondo curling up into an even more pathetic ball, completely decimated into nothing but a sad ~~buttery~~ heap of gasping and groaning manpain.

Meeting Aoi? More like meeting owie. Times ten. On fire.

Aoi's adrenaline-filled dickpunch was quickly followed by a realization--the swimmer hadn't wanted to hurt anyone, even if the situation sort of called for it. All at once, she seemed to piece together the sequence of events and register what she'd just done.

"Oowada!" Oh no. Oh no.

Still dazed from her fall down the stairs, she brought herself to her feet and hovered over him. Unsure of what to do. "Oowada, are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The agony was so arresting that he could barely make sense of Aoi's concern and apologies. It felt like he was going to eject his guts into both directions, explosively. He continued to dispel wheezy moans and shaky breaths and would not come out of his fetal position.

"Sh-shit... hah... g-ghh..."

"I'll get you some ice!"

That seemed like the best thing to do in this kind of situation, and putting herself to use, at the very least, was panic in a productive direction. You know, as opposed to just panic.

"Just--just don't move! I'll be right back! With ice! For your, um...just hold on, okay?"

Aoi dashed away, only return several minutes later, barreling down the hallway with a bag of the aforementioned ice.

"Here! I brought it," she all but yelled, thrusting it towards him. "Quick, put it on your crotch!"

Having had some time to recover from the crushing blow to his cock and balls, he was able to weakly take the ice and administer it to the aforementioned nether regions of his body. He wouldn't let her see his face, and definitely not his junk. The shame was too much to bear eye contact.

"What the hell'dja do that for?" he complained on a whine. "Punchin' me there... That was... completely uncalled for!"

"I didn't mean it!" She retorted, sinking into a seated position with her back against the wall. "You were just...there! And naked! And...what is all that all over you is that blood!?"

Though she certainly felt a little bad about it, a large part of Aoi felt she was more than justified, especially because more and more things were occurring to her.

"It was a reflex, and you--"

That's right--in yelling about naked Mondo and falling down the stairs, Aoi had completely forgotten a few very important details about the last time she'd seen him, and sprung to her feet, ready to give him a piece of her mind.

"You deserve it, for what you did to Fujisaki! If he'd just...gone to train with me and Sakura instead, neither of you would be--"

She bent down and smacked him on the arm but had to stop herself there, suddenly feeling completely overwhelmed. The end of the sentence, of course, was dead, but they were both here, at this school, very much alive, and Aoi still didn't know what to think about that. An awful, jealous part of her was angry that all these dead classmates were here but Sakura--who hadn't killed anyone and gave her own life to save the rest of them--was not.

And that should have been more than enough to justify punching Mondo in the dick, but Aoi didn't feel any better because of it. In fact, she felt worse. They'd all been victims of circumstance, manipulated into turning on each other and killing by Junko. Mondo had been no different, and taking out her frustration on him wasn't fair, even if he had caused her to fall down the stairs.

It occurred to her that she'd been angrily pacing without even realizing it, a hot sting in her eyes. She tried to wipe it away, to little success.

"Ishimaru was looking for you. He's really worried."

Edited (I CAN'T...WORDS...) 2013-07-26 06:21 (UTC)

She wasn't just smacking him around with her hands; her words stung pretty badly too. Not as bad as the sock to his manhood, but probably nothing could top that. Aoi wasn't the only one who thought he deserved this type of admonishment- yes, even the dickpunch couldn't cover what he ultimately deserved, which... he'd never actually ask for as a means of redemption, of course, and god, it still HURT, but Mondo quietly stared at the stairs, finding the girl with sorrow swollen in her throat difficult to observe. It reminded him of the people his actions had hurt and that unforgettable pressure that came when all eyes in the courtroom shifted at that pivotal moment to glare at him.

Suddenly, he wasn't focusing on his previous embarrassment any longer. It was his guilt. Everything was painful, from the recurrent feelings that latched onto his heart to the pain throbbing angrily in his crotch to everything else stemming from a week of hell. She had a right to be furious with him. He had no idea what to say that could make things right again.

"My bad. I was tryin' to get back to my room," he answered distantly. "Got somethin' I could use to... y'know, cover up?" Heaven forbid this happen all over again. He didn't need the whole school getting intimate with his man bits.

"Here--"

Aoi didn't hesitate in taking off her track jacket and presenting it to him. "It's probably a little small, but it's better than nothing."

Better than running around naked. She turned to allow him a little bit of privacy, biting her lip.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled after a moment. "I shouldn't have said those things. That wasn't fair."

He heaved a long sigh. "No, you were right. As a matter of fact, I deserve a lot worse than just gettin' smacked around..." Taking her jacket with a trace of hesitance, he kept it dangling in front of him at arm's length, eyeing it up and down skeptically. "You sure you want me to use this? For, you know... that?"

She nodded, not particularly caring about whether or not it was going to touch his manparts. Aoi was a little overwhelmed to be thinking about silly things like that.

"It's fine. I'll wash it."

He'd been hoping maybe she had a towel, since she was the Super High School Level Swimmer and all, but that was just wishful thinking. She had a point; clothes could be washed. Maybe he'd settle for it after all, even if he was defiling it by wearing it as a loincloth.

With the shell-shocking pain he was in, he could already tell it was going to be a remarkable feat just to walk. Wary about flashing her a second time even though her back was turned, he began to tie it around his waist, keeping the jacket up in front so the worst of it was covered. He didn't want to hang around any longer than he had to like this. Using the banister as a support, he eased himself to his feet. "Thanks. I owe you big time." He paused again, wracking himself for more words to say. "This wasn't the way I wanted our reunion to be, but... it's nice. Seeing you again."

Edited (getcho facts straight angel uh) 2013-07-28 05:45 (UTC)

Wishful thinking, indeed. Aoi however, didn't seem to mind terribly much. She could lend him her jacket if only so that she didn't have to see his dangly bits.

"Just bring it to my room when you're done. I'm in BW-16."

If anything came from all the revelations about Hope's Peak, it was the gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach upon seeing her dead classmates again--the awareness of those missing two years. Where just a minute ago she was angry, now Aoi could only seem to muster confused and vaguely sad as she tried and failed to conjure up memories from that time.

The knowledge that at one point, she and Mondo had been friends (maybe not as close a friend as Sakura, but a friend all the same)--and that she just couldn't remember no matter how hard she tried, hurt most of all. It filled her with what ifs.

"I'm glad you're okay."

In all senses of the word.

"If it bruises or the swelling doesn't go down, promise me you'll go to the nurse, all right?"

"Wait shit how did you know it was swollen-"

CAN'T DELETE IT NOW FUCKER

THAT SMILE WON'T BE THE ONLY COCKY THING ON YOUR FACE ONCE I'M THROUGH WITH YOU

DO YOU WISH TO GO, BROTHER?

YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA

MEET ME IN THE BEDROOM

I'LL TURN YOU INTO MUSH

Whoa!

aoi punched mondo in the dick again and then she punched kittytacos in the dick too

mondo cried like a baby and continued to regret his life

He wasn't really 'okay' right now, but this definition of 'okay' meant 'alive' and translated over well to him considering their mutual experiences. It was funny somehow that she was asking him to promise something when he made a clear show of being incapable of sticking to his vows, the very idea of keeping his word lately started to seem like an even taller order than it ever had been before, even when it was something as simple (albeit frustrating) as going to the nurse. It was more like a passing feeling of inadequacy every time he had to step up to it.

But he couldn't refuse, especially to a girl as solemnly earnest as her in her feelings. And every promise he could keep, no matter how small, picked him back up in some way. "Yeah. I guess I'll have to do that if it comes to it..."

Her anger that frothed up at the get-go had boiled over and left her genuinely concerned for him. It was touching, and he could clearly see it, but he made no indication whatsoever. His acknowledgment would show up later when he'd bring her jacket back promptly, washed and folded and everything for her. It was awkward, but he began to circle around Aoi's position on the stairs sideways like a crab. Yeah, no, he was gonna be sore for a while.

Aoi knew that someone like Mondo probably would prefer to just suck it up and deal, but she needed to make sure her sentiment was there.

"Good," she nodded, trying to swallow down the overwhelming feelings that threatened to overwhelm her again.

"If I'm not in you can just hang it on the door handle, um."

It wasn't difficult to see that Mondo was looking for an escape route, and it seemed about time to let him do just that.

"I'll just...go."

"Yeah." Pause. "See ya later..." When he wasn't naked and dying of physical manpain, ideally. Mondo took his clumsy leave, cursing the stairs as he went.

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Re: [ACTION] -- I'm not sorry

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pukes words

you are becoming kat with your edits

i know i'm so ashamed

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TAKE 2: let's get real

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