All the colors of hate (Afternoon - Aya)

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The metro! Oh, the wonders of this underground facility which so easily connected all the regions of the huge city of Endymion!!! The noise of passing trains, the smell of oil and piss, the utter beautiful hue of that suspicious stain on the wall next to the restroom! So perfect!

Or, it would've been perfect, had it not been for the lone figure gazing at the post above the stairs which lead down below the surface and towards the station. Discontent shone in the young man's eyes as he observed the sign reading 'Endymion Metro - Seven Stars Academy' as the name of the station, hands tightly grasping his stomach in apparent unease at both his current state in the world and the state he himself found himself in. Complicated.

"Uuugh..." Frog hated having to resort to this travelling option, but the nuke he dropped into himself in that Subway (subway, uuuuuugh...) restaurant earlier during the lunch break with that damned clown really hit a sore spot... And he really couldn't walk all the way home to Sunlake Palms in that state, despite wanting to do it desperately. Taking the trains was his only option and so he took it, however unwillingly. Now, hopefully he wouldn't get mugged or anything like that. Or worse, like, end up having to actually puke. That'd mean he'd have to go to the public restroom and that... Let's just say that wasn't an option. He'd rather jump under a train.

Regardless, if nothing happened out of the ordinary, he'd take a step forwards towards the stairs, continuing to spread the gloomy atmosphere that surrounded him and distinguished him from the rest of the crowd.

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Footsteps were masked by the many people walking into the station; many of them people leaving the Academy today. This was a perfect chance to get something decent out of this. Maybe she could get a little green for the evening. If she did, she'd be golden. She'd probably get herself something sweet. But regardless, the young woman would walk towards one of the kids, eventually settling on the one boy who seemed to be a little upset today. Perfect, maybe he's an easy target. Reiji would walk through the crowd, and after reaching Frog, would place a hand on his shoulder, and close in on his back, close enough to hug him. Only Reiji was giving no hug. In fact, in her other hand , hidden under the folds of both of their shirts, was a small blade, pointed at his back. No one seemed to care or notice; many of the students were just eager to get home, which made this current little squabble a lot easier to hide.

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"Oh my, I haven't seen you in ages! I hope you know not to scream kid..." She said, whispering the last part to where no one could hear it, with all the bustling. Things like this Reiji just had no fear doing. Growing up as what amounts to as a nomad, she learned to live off the streets. And streets are often "dirty", just like the woman behind Frog now. The blade was pushed against his back, not wounding or cutting him, but enough to know that it was no fake knife. If Frog was any smart he would keep quiet, and cough up whatever he had; why else would Reiji be doing this to him? So, what was it going to be, did the station have to get a little louder or not...?

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Frog didn't see it coming, you know, being all busy lamenting over how miserable he was feeling having to descend the stairs of doom that led into the hell that was the metro, and when it came, Frog's first clue when someone pretty much hugged him from behind, someone who had boobs attached to their torso, was that it would be that girl. What's her face? "Uuuugh, lay it off for the day, I'm not feeling too well..." He replied to the hug. However, the way the person, whoever they were, spoke to him... He was feeling something against his back. "Haven't seen me in ages..? Am I supposed to know you?" He tried to turn his head around, but couldn't. He could only see the edge of her soft cheek and brown hair cornering it, cornering him as well, in a cage of strands. Who would that be? He didn't have much friends anyways, and none of them were friendly enough to come up to him in such a direct manner. The only option was What's her face, but her voice wasn't quite right-What's her face had a deeper tone to herself.

And then it struck him-he didn't know this person, this person whispering the threat so softly. The voice went right down to his stomach, flaring it with pain as its contents were jerked by the sharp object being pressed against his back. Holy- It was actually happening!!! Damn metro... Damn big city... And all its goddamn crime rates!!! Right now, he was isolated, despite being part of a crowd. This girl clinging onto him kept him separate from the world in that moment, unable to properly react, only to stare right up and contemplate what he could do. Was she after money? It was unclear, buuuuut, weren't they always after money? He certainly didn't know enough people and none of them well enough to warrant some sort of a revenge like all the dumb CSIs on TV always tried to edge it up. Hah, EDGE it up. He was on the EDGE! He didn't wanna give her his money, though. Why would he? If she wanted money, she could just like... work for it, eh? Or extort her parents, like he always did! She probably had no parents. Why else would she be stabbing people for money? Was she like a junkie or something? Ewewew, he was being touched by a dirty junkie!!!

He obviously began squirming a lot in her embrace, because he felt the blade being pushed harder against his back... Maybe a bit too hard, because... Well, he was already on the brink of 'maybe' puking. Not to mention he was stressing over having to go to the metro and all that crap, and now this girl came up to mug/stab him for the lolz of it? Like, CUT me a break, eh? Stupid damn clown and that super handsome redhead jerk and their stupid puns... It was like flu, holy- Either way, only a push would be enough to cause a massive reaction inside of Frog's guts at that moment. The knife did a good job at exactly that, and, the semi-digested food had to go somewhere after being pushed, right? Two options. Up or down? Up would be disgusting, really... He'd probably puke onto some student from the academy and rumors would immediately start because, newsflash, young people were jerks. Even this friggin' girl at his back was a proof of that! So Frog tightly shut his mouth and when it went, he jugged it all back, feeling the yucky ickiness on the surface of his gums and tongue. Pretty much the only option after that was down. And down it went, but, gladly, Frog still had enough self-control to keep it from actually going down as a whole. Instead of a shitstorm, only gas was pushed and only gas went out. No, correction-it burst out in possibly the loudest fart he had had in quite a while. Years, maybe. The noise would be enough to attract the displeased stares of some innocent bystanders, but what really drove everyone to disgust was the smell. And the girl was right there at his back, at his behind. She would feel the most of it. It would envelop her in a veil of its own, circle around her, first the echo and then the stench. Like a skunk's, but it was a Frog's.

On the bright side, having released it, Frog immediately began feeling all better!!!

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The kid wasn't doing much of "coughing up whatever he had". Was he deaf or something? However, it did not take long for her to experience the "fear" from the boy, with a foul stench. This was both uncomfortable and annoying. Reiji's totally smelled worse things, but was this kid gonna make it worse by not giving her what she asked before? She was not sure if she was angry at his refusal because the man was so dim, or impressed that he had the nerve to refuse to give her anything. Though, regardless he was just another student, pampered by Big Government, and people like that Aya didn't ordinarily respect without reason; they were always too soft for the real world. She kept the knife trained on him, but this time would use the hand that was on his shoulder to run down his arm, and quickly pull it by his wrist behind his back, and pull up. She was not the strongest woman in the world; along with being on the thinner side thanks to dear old mom, but anyone getting their arm yanked behind them would surely feel some pain, and it's not like they could counter much with a knife at their back eh? People were always such cowards when faced with threats, no matter how much they tried to act tough. "Not playing games here asshole. Stop ruining your pants and give it up. I don't want to make you bleed. Drop the wallet and go, or that won't be the only smell you whiff." It'd be an understatement to say she was an impatient person. Of course she didn't want the entire crowd on her but if she got nothing out of this, there wouldn't be much point in remaining here would it? How would this little 'conversation' continue?

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"O-oow!" Oh, how short lived is happiness!!! One moment you relish the beautiful release of tension from your stomach and then the other, you're once again back to reality, being threatened by a knife to the back, only now your arm is being pulled up behind your back. Who was this chick anyways? No, wait... If the fart didn't faze her, that must mean she really is some sort of a disgusting lowlife junkie slash hobo slash stabby stab stab mixture. Now what was he to do? He was planning on blaming her for the fart in case she loosened up the grip when the bomb struck and then running off into it as they all swarmed her, but she didn't and now he was left of options!!! She kept whispering threats, so then... Even though the fart got the attention of some people, it wasn't exactly the type of attention Frog would be going for in a situation like this. People kept just pressing their nostrils as they passed and giving mean looks to their surroundings. Now that only smell was left, they didn't even know where it exactly came from! The place itself seemed disgusting enough for poor pampered Frog to give him an impression of naturally carrying the stench. All the smelly people around him were apparently used to smelling smelly stuff!!!

Frog's eyes darted around as she spoke, trying to find a way out which didn't involve allowing her to stab him and then hoping for the best. That idea was still in the 'maybe' box. Viable, but not really desireable. _{"You're the one pushing the knife into my gut! Don't complain when something comes out of it!"} He whispered back to her, a bit annoyed. Getting threatened and mugged was all fun and dandy, yes, but getting harassed over it was not. He still couldn't bring himself to 'drop the wallet'. This made no sense!!! She wanted him to drop the wallet buuuuut... What if his wallet was somewhere his free hand couldn't reach? _{"And since you're so into this crap, apparently... How do you expect me to hand you my wallet if you're holding me in this clynch thing-ow!"}

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Now this was getting a little out of hand. She was hardly getting anywhere at this point. She hesitated, but let go of his arm, and used it to reach into his pocket, holding the knife there, while learning towards him as though a dear friend was just being affectionate. They were catching eyes, and that was not a good sign. She'd reach into his pocket on one side to fish for his wallet, then switching hands with the knife to fish for the others on his person in case it was not there. Regardless of whether she was successful or not, she would have to get going soon. She would give him a shove to the side, obviously away from the actual tracks, quickly pull out whatever he had in his wallet if she found it, and toss the wallet to him. If she was unsuccessful, she wouldn't be thrilled, but it would be better she not stay too long; after all, if this place still had a prospect, she should probably not be burning her bridges so soon. Why didn't she just stab him outright and take it? Well, she may be a fighter and more than willing to rough people up, but with so many witnesses, she was hardly interested in going up against the police, for now anyway.

In any event, she glared at the kid, before putting her knife away. Of course by now she got plenty of faces, some giggling at the kid for what he did earlier, others just looking curiously. Perhaps a fight was about to happen? She was not blind to this, and took a few steps towards the nearest onlookers, chuckling for a fight, and sent one of her fists across their face, with a sickening sound. It more than freaked them out and sent them scrambling away from them. She looked around to glare at the other idiots with a fury hardly masked; which did some work to scare of most of the rest. Reiji then looked at Frog to see if he was still there. If the guy was gonna try and get the drop on her, she certainly wasn't going to deal with any of his bullshit. She didn't want to make it then lose what she 'earned', or lose whatever she didn't get.

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Immediately after being released and sensing her grabby hands reaching out to his pockets, Frog would put his hands over them to block her attempts, instinctively, even if she was still pushing her knife into his back. Because.... His phone was in his pocket. No matter the value of it, because it wasn't really that much considering all the tech in Endymion, but like, he had all his saves and precious pictures of all his most hated enemies on it!!! Ignore the latter. Most importantly, again, all his saves were on the phone!!! So he wasn't gonna let her lay any of her stinky fingers on it. He'd quickly pull it out and keep it in his hands like some sort of a treasure. If necessary, he'd show her he wasn't hiding any money inside it. The phone wasn't even openable. Anyways, with the phone out of the way, unwillingly, he'd let her rummage through the rest of his pockets, but she wouldn't find a wallet inside. Sure, it was on him right there and then, just not in any of his pockets, and there'd be enough in it to satiate her thirst, all the hard-earned money Frog piled up from getting lunch money before school every day and then not spending it and rather going through the day hungry until he got home, but she wasn't gonna get it.

"Get off me, finally! I don't even have a wallet on me, you scum! Happy now!?" He'd squirm out of her hold the moment he'd feel it wavering and proceed to dust himself off from her filth, which was maybe nonexistent, but Frog felt it nonetheless. He'd keep his eyes off of her as she, hopefully, made her way away from him. Just, that wasn't all she did. The sound was clear, even in the mettle. That squishy sound of a deserving cheek getting punched hard. He turned around to see her standing above some dude who was trying his best to flee, which she was apparently letting him. Sure, would make sense she would be pissed after not getting any cash. Their eyes would meet as she'd turn around and Frog wouldn't be able to keep himself from bursting into a chuckle and a wide grin. "Nice one. He totes deserved it."

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Reiji Kyoukudou wasn't happy to get nothing out of that ordeal, and on top of it, more attention. Was nothing going right today? And now the fool looked back at her with a smile, like they were now amicable. There was just no point in trying again, especially not in the station, but she was practically offended by this guy's attitude. How can you act this way when someone literally had you at knifepoint? Did no one have value for life anymore? Maybe she should have gotten more serious with the threat, and pushed him near the train. But she didn't have the steel, and she hated herself for it. That would need to change soon. "Shut up. Everyone deserves it. Everyone has ugly on the inside, no matter how hard you try to be friendly. You got fucking lucky this time. Now run off before I find you again," she said, glaring at him with the same look she gave the person she had laid into. This kid didn't understand, and she had half a mind to make him. She wanted to hurt him, and cause him pain; but her own interest in staying out of any kind of jail kept her from doing so. Committing crime never worked if you did it so blatantly in public....and perhaps without help. "Just go. I'm done," she said, turning her heel and beginning to walk in the other direction. She had nothing else to say to him, and this place was a lost cause. She had to make her trek back into town and pray that there was something out there for her. She was not out of range yet, and could still be approached or spoken to, but she wasn't paying attention anymore. She was far too pissed off to care about anything right now.

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"Deep." Frog replied jokingly at the girl's remark. "Like, real deep. Except it ain't. That's like, what I'd expect to hear in some dumb show or something. Hehe." He rested his hands on his hips, leaning on one leg. She was going away now, eh? Made a commotion and was now just like, whoop, out of there. Someone's being a bit edgy.

"..."

Now though... He wouldn't have any need to stay in the metro for a moment longer. His stomach ache was gone after that girl farted so disgustingly (yes, I'm going to say she farted, because she's a bad undisciplined hobo and I'm a very sophisticated middle to middle-high class individual), so he could walk. And he was gonna walk. After that girl, actually. He followed her, moving through the remnants of the slowly dissipating circle that'd formed around them earlier, a slight grin on his face. She seemed very discontent, but he was kind of excited, enough to make his legs tremble. Or well, start trembling in case he stopped at any moment. He was slightly interested. No, interested a lot, but too indecisive to actually do anything rather than follow for now. Maybe she wasn't even a hobo and was just threatening people with a knife because she was so edgy? Generic and poorly characterized, yes, but something Frog had never before seen in real life. Plus, he'd never been threatened with a knife either. Fun day ~

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Good thing there was an open door on the next tram. Honestly, she had never checked it and didn't exactly care where it went. She had no home to begin with, so perhaps this would be a change of pace. She would walk straight into the train along with the others who might join her, basically ignoring Frog's talking. He was lucky she didn't just turn around and punch him. Was the idiot still following her? Reiji was more than annoyed right now, but to have the guy basically laugh at you while you are down was more than frustrating. If he was still following him while she was heading for the train, she would turn around and send a swift kick towards his stomach. She wouldn't break anything, but it would certainly be an attempt to scare him off. "Just fuck off! Do I have to make you?!" she'd say were this true. Turning down and running off like a coward was not her style, but she wasn't going to play with him anymore if her attempts proved to be fruitless. She'd have her hand on her pants where her knife was. If she actually had to threaten with a cut....she'd do it of course. Killing him probably wouldn't be necessary, but giving him a little slash was something Reiji was definitely capable of.

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Frog... wasn't very glad when he saw the girl turn towards the trains. Stupid... No way in hell was he gonna follow her into a train in a stupid pissed metro station. Like, hell... And just when he was getting interested. He would, however, keep tailing her until he was sure she'd enter the damn thing, and he followed her, followed her right until he felt himself running into something solid. Something solid that dug itself into his stomach...................

Frog was sent flying down to his butt, immediately starting to feel all the dirt crawling on the other side of his pants, threatening to reach his bare skin through the pores in the fabric....but, regardless of that, the air that got pressed out of his innards together with the shock inflicted upon the general area of his gut soon got the jist of his attention. "H- tch..." He couldn't much say anything. Just hold on tight to his stomach and stare at her. "Y-you can try." He was pissed now, mainly because this was the... fifth? Sixth? Whatever time he landed on his butt. And one of those was earlier that day. Bluuuuh...

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Aya looked at him with a sneer. She would back away from the train entrance, and let the doors close behind her. She was now more than annoyed. She'd grab him by the shirt and lift him up. She wasn't the strongest, but it's not like the boy was that heavy or he was trying not to get lifted? He was flat on his ass. She'd lean him towards a concrete support, while others were now gathering around, expecting a little more. They all thought a fight was going to happen, but unlike before Aya just didn't care. She was more focused on this idiot who followed her like some dumb puppy. She hadn't hurt him yet, but she didn't have to be done with it if he made it. He was just adding more fuel to the unstable flame that was Aya Reiji.

"What?! Now you're just annoying. What do you want now? I told you I was done here!" She said, pulling him away from the support an inch or two only to push him back against it. Frog would be able to tell Aya herself was not the strongest person out there. If he really wanted to he could force her off of him. But at this point the rabble-rouser just wanted to know why he kept going after her. You don't just follow people that try to mug you. She hated seeing people try to approach her for no reason. Her life has been merely going with the breeze, and taking what she can get, while making sure others stay out of her way. So why was this kid so hell-bent on getting involved? Did he have a death wish or was it something else? For Aya, it would probably never be a good enough excuse if it had already gotten her mad. She wasn't going to let him off that easily now.

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Score! She stopped right in front of the doors! Haha, he wasn't gonna have to follow her into the goddamn train...or rather, he wasn't gonna feel bad later that day about not having followed her into the train despite his interest and like, eat away at himself from the inside out because of it. Despite the fall, somehow, for whatever reason, this one stupid meaningless notion preoccupied Frog's mind as he watched her sneer at him from above. He didn't notice the way she was looking at him. He didn't really notice when she began walking towards him. Or, well, he didn't notice the aggressivenes her steps carried his way. And, when she grabbed him by his TWO!!! shirts, probably the one he was wearing below the other, he didn't react in any way or form except for flapping his arms in surprise as pain shot through his guts again as his position shifted, and letting out a series of unarticulated cries, unlike any frog you've ever seen before.

"Whoawhoawhoa..! Ow-!" She slammed him into the wall...scratch that, it was a pole. A support that kept the dirty ceiling from collapsing onto this dirty... place!!! The same dirt that crawled into his pants mere moments ago was now finding its way, seeping into his shirts. The two layers wouldn't keep it from his skin, and doom way inevitable. As she spoke...ugh, straight into his face, he shut tight his eyes and mouth and shifted his head away from her, not from fear or anything, but so that she wouldn't maybe spit into his face. Barbarians, you know how they are, eh. Lack manners. But, thankfully, she pulled him off the surface of the support. Relief was momentarily though. Frog had barely the time to sigh before she smashed him right back into it! Blam, like squashing a fly, which was ironic. In any case, he wasn't listening to her as she spoke, so his reply had nothing to do with answering her question. "Geez, geez, stop, you....whatever you are! I'm the mighty Frog and like, just perish if you're so keen on smashing me into these disgusting walls!" The second time she pushed him into the support was when he lost it. All his fury was directed into a single motion of his leg, carrying its weight up and back down, directly at Aya's toes on her right foot, as he continued flapping with his eyes closed and waddling his hands all over the place. This was his finale, and she had just received her punishment.

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It wasn't hard to see Frog trying to stomp her leg, so all she had to do was pull the targeted limb back to avoid being crushed. "How are you so mighty if I've got you right here? You're just another kid, nothing like you say. You're just weak," she said, looking at him. She was more waiting for an answer now. She wasn't going to leave without him saying something in particular. He had now started to waste her time, and she had to know why before she decided to sock him again. In all fairness though, the thought tempted her already. She made sure to keep watch of her feet as well, and keep it out of his kicking. She kept him pinned to the support beam, but she didn't cause him any more harm, for now.

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"Gh-!" Frog could only frown as he felt his heel strike the hard floor instead of the squishiness of a woman's tender foot. And the fact she was now also trying to verbally abuse him at the prospect of him trying to assert his presential dominance in their current space didn't really help that much. "Kid!? I'm 18, I'll have you know! Besides, you've only got me because you're what, like... some street thug, eh?" He tried to retaliate by grabbing her hand by the wrist and pulling it off his shirt, all the while squirming to set himself free. "And what, I can't really fight a girl! Besides, you got me in my guts on a cheap shot! And this place is disgusting, I hate it!" He kept yelling into her face in a blind... annoyance and distress. Several droplets of spit were sure to fly out of his mouth as he did so. He never could keep the saliva locked behind his lips as he spoke, especially when he did so passionately.

Now then, if he managed to pull her hand off his chest, internally crying over how wrinkled his shirt would've gotten in the process, he'd quickly step to the right to get away from the support beam and start dusting himself off, all the while staring frowningly at the girl.

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