Haruko was definately not happy. First she completely gets thrown off track in finding Atomsk, and then she gets pulled here, and now she has to find some tools to fix her vespa, go back at kill that pest, and THEN - FINALLY - get herself out of this stupid place.
She glared off to the side. Someone was watching her. She snorted and kicked hard at her vespa, hearing it wheeze again as if groaning, and when it wheezed once more and sighed, she realized it wasn't going anywhere else anytime soon. Figures.
Haruko stood up on the seat of the vehicle and started to look around, hand up over her eyes shielding a fake sun (though it more looked like she was saluting) and then spotted her new target. Indeed, the boy seemed to be looking at her. A smirk wove its way slyly onto her face. "Well, well," she hummed and jumped off from her perch and started to march her way towards him - lucky for the boy, without her guitar.
She crossed her arms and bent forward, leaning over to scrutinize him. Haruko had no care for person-space. "Not like Takkun," she muttered. The boy would probably be useless to her. She reach out a gloved hand and even more-so disregarding his personal-space and prodded him, hard, in the middle of his forehead.
Several times. "Ahhh, damn. Just can' quite get it right," she drawled loudly. "You're just as useless as prob'ly everyone else here. Yep. Sheesh! What a waste of time. Don't even know why I bothered." She would've been extremely lucky if she found another Naota - over even Naota himself so she could beat the utter shit out of him - but it seemed Haruko's luck had been drained to 0%.
"Go on, little scum. Scamper off before..." she leaned her head back so he couldn't see it for a moment, and then after the "suspense" leaned it back forward with a crazed, sharp-toothed grin over her face as she cackled. "BEFORE I EAT YOU!!"
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She glared off to the side. Someone was watching her. She snorted and kicked hard at her vespa, hearing it wheeze again as if groaning, and when it wheezed once more and sighed, she realized it wasn't going anywhere else anytime soon. Figures.
Haruko stood up on the seat of the vehicle and started to look around, hand up over her eyes shielding a fake sun (though it more looked like she was saluting) and then spotted her new target. Indeed, the boy seemed to be looking at her. A smirk wove its way slyly onto her face. "Well, well," she hummed and jumped off from her perch and started to march her way towards him - lucky for the boy, without her guitar.
She crossed her arms and bent forward, leaning over to scrutinize him. Haruko had no care for person-space. "Not like Takkun," she muttered. The boy would probably be useless to her. She reach out a gloved hand and even more-so disregarding his personal-space and prodded him, hard, in the middle of his forehead.
Several times. "Ahhh, damn. Just can' quite get it right," she drawled loudly. "You're just as useless as prob'ly everyone else here. Yep. Sheesh! What a waste of time. Don't even know why I bothered." She would've been extremely lucky if she found another Naota - over even Naota himself so she could beat the utter shit out of him - but it seemed Haruko's luck had been drained to 0%.
"Go on, little scum. Scamper off before..." she leaned her head back so he couldn't see it for a moment, and then after the "suspense" leaned it back forward with a crazed, sharp-toothed grin over her face as she cackled. "BEFORE I EAT YOU!!"
(( I'm such a horrible person XD Poor Larsa. ))