Kurausu "Kura" Nishiyama (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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harmonize_rpg2014-02-18 02:57 am
foreignstorage) wrote in harmonize_rpg2014-02-18 02:57 am
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The best way to meet people is running them down with a bike.
Who: Kura and Haruka.
What: Kura goes out for a jog without looking where he's going, and Haruka can't really look where she's going, either...
Where: Sidewalk in the shopping district near Chitoku.
When: Saturday May 13th
Kura had always been a jogger - it was how he burned stress, and how he kept himself in shape! He'd never had to go to a gym or anything to do it, either, so he never really had to deal with the looks he knew he'd get. Not that it really mattered! It was just people weren't comfortable with how he looked, and that was... whatever! He just didn't care that much about it, everything considered. He just picked up jogging instead.
At the moment, Kura had changed up his uniform for his beanie plus a simple short-sleeved shirt meant for runners and proper shorts! If it were colder, he would have probably gone for a hoodie, and even now he really kind of wanted one, but it was maybe too hot for that; he'd get sweaty long before he was tired! That'd be bad. (Still, he'd made sure to bundle all his hair under his beanie - meticulously, even.
Anyway, today, Kura was a bit more distracted then he'd liked to have been: distracted enough to not notice a blind girl on her bike heading basically right at him; he was used to being visible enough people went around him, and not the opposite. He was about to pay for that mistake, from the look of it: by being run down by a blind girl. Wow. What a great hafu.
What: Kura goes out for a jog without looking where he's going, and Haruka can't really look where she's going, either...
Where: Sidewalk in the shopping district near Chitoku.
When: Saturday May 13th
Kura had always been a jogger - it was how he burned stress, and how he kept himself in shape! He'd never had to go to a gym or anything to do it, either, so he never really had to deal with the looks he knew he'd get. Not that it really mattered! It was just people weren't comfortable with how he looked, and that was... whatever! He just didn't care that much about it, everything considered. He just picked up jogging instead.
At the moment, Kura had changed up his uniform for his beanie plus a simple short-sleeved shirt meant for runners and proper shorts! If it were colder, he would have probably gone for a hoodie, and even now he really kind of wanted one, but it was maybe too hot for that; he'd get sweaty long before he was tired! That'd be bad. (Still, he'd made sure to bundle all his hair under his beanie - meticulously, even.
Anyway, today, Kura was a bit more distracted then he'd liked to have been: distracted enough to not notice a blind girl on her bike heading basically right at him; he was used to being visible enough people went around him, and not the opposite. He was about to pay for that mistake, from the look of it: by being run down by a blind girl. Wow. What a great hafu.
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"Yeah? Can wait outside if you want to do it instead though."
As she said that, the cashier's face showed even more displeasure.
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"No, uh, it's fine! You go! Here's some bills..." He offered the other some cash; it wasn't very much, but it was more than enough to handle what they'd talked about.
It might not have been too obvious to Haruka, given that his tone had only dropped off instead of becoming obviously sad, but he was wilting a little. He didn't like this kind of treatment, even if he was used to it; and, as it was, he didn't want to just send in Haru alone. But he got the feeling she'd be upset if he switched places with Haru, so...
"I'll be waiting right out here!" And he would; even if Haru snuck out another entrance of the building, he would wait right there, and trust Haru would come back. (And if she didn't, that was okay, too - it wasn't fun, but he wouldn't blame her.)
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"Oh okay then. What do you want to drink?"
The clerk, meanwhile, seemed to relax at this outcome. They went back to fiddling behind the counter, though they occasionally still looked over.