estoria | [ pretty sure i could take him ✪ open ]

Who: some weirdo coyote (

scenting) and you?! yeah, you
When: icly whenever works best for you really
Where: marketplace, school, and the gym
What: an attempt at not being anti-social was made
Rating/Warning: canine tendencies also me being really bad at writing malia logs

one. it was a gentle tap, really

[ today malia is trying to Do Her Best. well, that's probably every day with her but today she's trying to do her best when it comes to just basic shopping. she's saved up quite a bit of money over her months here and is looking for a way to spend it today. she just... doesn't want anything, is the problem? either way, she drags herself to the marketplace today with the decision that she will spend something. for herself. that's not clothes or food. something beyond THE BASIC NECESSITIES. it's crazy.

right now, she's looking in the window of a shoe store, looking between the very fancy ones in the window and then her own boots. she runs a hand through her hair with a sigh and --

Hello! Would you like to try a free sample? she's interrupted by a robot. ]

No, I'm fine, I--

[ Our records indicate that you have not made a purchase in the Marketplace yet. Please, let us help you make a purchase! ]

No, really, I don't need any--

[ Refusal to comply will result in detainment! Come with me, come with me! and then the robot grabs her arm. big mistake.

there's what sounds like a growl there and suddenly malia lifts her foot to kick it right into the robot's chest. the robot goes flying, crashing right through at least three stalls and through the wall of a building. debris everywhere and the crowd looks over at malia. ]

Ohhh, shit.

[ does anyone want to help her?! ]

two. accidentally delinquent'd

version a:

[ lunch time! malia doesn't like school, she's not very good at it and she doesn't have many friends because she's an anti-social poop. still, she keeps going because it's the one stable tie that she has to something similar to life at home. she's still failing half her classes and struggling to maintain C's but she's trying, at least.

lunch time is nice though. free food, peace and quiet, and she doesn't get graded for it. today is her favorite -- large piles of meat and she orders two helpings. the problem is, with such big helpings she has to be very careful how to walk in order not to tip them over. which is why you (yes, YOU) are going to be in super big trouble when there is an inevitable collision and malia's food goes everywhere. there's a beat of silence before she growls, snapping her teeth at you. ]

Hey! Watch where the hell you're going!

version b:

[ alternatively: if you don't want to be on the bad side of malia, there is always detention. yep, unfortunately if you didn't bump into malia, someone else did and there was a very big scuffle over it. this scuffle has landed malia in detention for the entire next two weeks because APPARENTLY the school frowns on biting your peers. go figure.

so, if you are the unfortunate soul to end up with her, be graced with a malia tate sitting in the back of the detention room and flinging rubber bands at their robot teacher supervisor. who apparently doesn't really care. how annoying. ]

three. this is only funny if you've watched only god forgives too

[ today there is a teen girl at the gym, dressed very gym-y and with her hair tied back. she's been going at it with the punching bags for a while, practicing skills she's learned from a certain ninja over her time here and just feeling pretty good. she's getting bored though, the adrenaline building up more and more until she sends a very frustrated hand through the bag, sending filling everywhere. she stares down at the mess, giving an awkward cough before walking away.

then, perhaps, she spots you who are also equally exercising here at the gym. she might watch whatever you're doing for a while before approaching, an eager grin on her face as she bounces on her toes. ]

Hey, hey. Wanna fight?

[ she doesn't look that intimidating, right? ]

wildcard. insert lycanthropy joke here

[ seriously she's a loser, someone save her from her loser-y ways. ]

(( OOC: holy shit i'm really slow and super sorry for it! i'm still getting to these, just. slowly. ))

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[Wow. Okay. She was just exiting a shop near the shoe store when... that happened. Whatever it was. Probably a freakish, warecoyote display of strength, considering that she immediately recognizes Malia. Somehow, she's not entirely surprised.

This would be a perfect moment to just, you know, keep walking. She's not interested enough to gawk like everyone else, so this logically means she should keep walking. She doesn't even like Malia. She even hopes the security bots lock her away or something, because that means Touka's free to ignore the fact that she's onto her status as a non-human. Really, she should just—

SIGH.

Time to be an idiot and walk right over there before security shows up.]

Don't just stand there, you idiot. [HISSING. TOTALLY PUSHING HER AWAY FROM THE SCENE OF THE CRIME.] Move.

[ this is not the person she expected to help!! honestly, after their last conversation malia expected touka to avoid her like the death plague so when she's suddenly being shoved, she's... really surprised! but at least she goes along with it. ]

I'm not -- I didn't mean -- Ughh, I'm going to be in so much trouble.

[BELIEVE HER. THAT WAS THE PLAN. Unfortunately for her, she's become something of a bleeding heart and it sucks. Rescuing people from their own poopy decision making is not something she wants to spend the rest of her life doing, and especially not if it's for someone she should be avoiding.]

You already are in trouble, dumbass, so run before the damned security robots show up.

[Security robots which... will probably be here soon-ish, if they don't disappear ASAP.]

[ oh are you also a very grouchy girl who has accidentally become a good guy because you hang out with good guys? malia knows this struggle, she sure does.

but ugh okay, okay. she's running now! she's running! ]

I don't get why they have to be so aggressive about selling stuff. I didn't want to buy anything!

[Replace that first "a good guy" with "WAY TOO EMPATHETIC", and bingo. If she dies, she's going to blame it on 1) a shitty work environment, and 2) kindness.

But they're running, so this is good. Maybe. Can they get arrested for avoiding a possible arrest? They shouldn't stick around to find out.]

They're robots. They're programmed to be annoying!

[And speaking of robots, Touka is totally recognizing the sound of incoming security bots from somewhere to their right. This was so much funner when it involved siccing security on shitty guys??? Why is this.]

[ rip in pieces, touka. you were too kind for your own good. ]

That doesn't make any sense! If you want people to buy stuff, you don't bully them into it.

[ when they get to the end of the hall, there's a row of security bots coming in from the right. malia, in a fit of genius, will pick up a trash can and throw it at them -- knocking them all over. then she runs down the hall to the left. yes, this is the best plan. ]

Come on!

Tell that to the bastards who made them!

[Ooooh, my god. That's bad. That is so bad. Not that Touka wouldn't have done the same under different circumstances, but right now? She's trying to be the rational one here, and rationality means realizing that move just tripled the amount of crap they're in.

All the more reason not to get caught. Which, uh. Continues to be a challenge, considering there's a very inconvenient roadblock down that hall, in the shape of a construction fence and a very visible "closed for renovations" sign.]

Shit— If you can't jump, I'm leaving you behind!

[Okay, so maybe she's not that kind. But she's already hopping and grabbing onto the edge of the wall, ready to flip over it while still keeping her agility at that of a very athletic human. Denial is great.]

[ this is becoming way, way more chaotic a day than malia was hoping for! she opens her mouth to respond to touka's first comment but when she sees the god damn roadblock, all words sort of disappear. what in the world is this?! there's no point to this!

but she's also kind of competitive and her instincts are telling her to bare her teeth and prove she can do this better. so yeah, as touka flies over the gap herself, malia's going to lunge forward across it. she soars over, landing with a roll and getting to her feet pretty seamlessly. see, at least she's not pretending anything! she keeps running from there, throwing a look back at the robots chasing them -- who are pretty far back at this point! thankfully, there's less of them too. ]

Do you think they'll give up? Or are they, like, not programmed to?

[Wow, Malia. What a showoff...!! At least Touka isn't flaunting the fact she can jump over tall buildings, okay. She thinks of their weaker, squishier, fellow contemporaries. She's a humanitarian like that? Or maybe she's up to her nose in denial. Either way, she's pretty much going to find the time to roll her eyes at that display.

And also glance back at the robots. Screw those robots.]

How would I know that? [Snappish. This is all Malia's fault, okay... even though Touka could have chosen to keep on moving. Oops.] Maybe they're programmed to keep chasing us until we're out of the marketplace.

[ so either malia shows off her skills and gets scorn or isn't honest about it and gets scorn? touka, maybe you should start thinking about coming out of that grumpy ghoul closet of yours!

but she's going to throw a glare in return at touka's annoyance and you know what -- well, no, nothing. she's just gonna keep running. ]

Fine, let's get out of here then. [ a pause, she looks back for a moment but uh. ] ... How do we get out of here?

We— [... Actually, that's an excellent question??? One she hadn't thought of at all, when she hopped over the construction fence. Uh.

Please don't tell her the way in is also the way out.]

We — We'll figure it out.

[TRYING TO SOUND SO SURE ABOUT THAT but oh my god. No. Why is this happening.]

[ touka, you are absolutely no help. malia's just going to shake her head in disappointment as touka falls totally flat there and looks around as they keep running before -- ah! ]

There, grab that!

[ she points into a side alley and there it is, a fire escape. higher ground means they can get to the roof and figure it out. she'll grab at touka's wrist to drag her along inside of it, leaping up rather inhumanly to grab the ladder and then she'll start climbing when it's pulled down. come on, come on, come on. ]

[ pretty sure i could take him ✪ open ]

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