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[Orihime's one of the lucky ones who didn't get her window smashed in by a rogue newspaper. She's seen the weather forecast, and at first she thought it was just the weatherman playing a joke. Then the typhoon actually hit, and she's got a funny feeling the other days are probably going to happen as well. So there she is, backing away from the sheltered corner where she put her device to start recording her. The yellow raincoat is flapping at a sheer horizontal angle, hood fluttering around her determined little face.]

I've got money, and I'm not far from the grocery store! If anyone got caught by the storm and needs an emergency delivery, let me know!

[She salutes.]

I don't mind getting wet! And I know the city really well--!

[And the wind slowly pushes her out of frame. Where'd she go? ...Oh, there she is, marching back into place until she's centered again. But as soon as she stops, there she goes, sloooowly blown to the side while she salutes.]

Send me a text with a list of what you need, the name of your apartment building, and your room number. I'll be there--

[Gone. March march march. Salute!]

--in a jiffy! Orihime out!

[She runs forward to rescue her communicator just as it gets blown off of the ledge she put it on. End feed.]

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W-Whoa! Gah! Man oh man oh man...! [Poor Jaune, stumbling as he is. Who would have thought he'd ever have to DODGE a mailbox? Granted it was HE who was going towards IT... but he jumped that thing like a hurdle! Then he stumbles, running forwards, then--]

OOF...!

[He's stopped by something. No, someone. Someone warm. Someone sooooft... What a welcome respite, what welcome from the storm! What joyous sanctuary! For a moment, he's lost himself, just holding onto Orihime... but then he remembers what he came out for and snaps out of it, bolting upright.]

Oh, right! [The wind picks up again, and his sneakers slide. Still, he takes his time as he smiles to Orihime.] Hi there, hot stuff. Nice ay out huh? I'm Jaune! Jaune... [He eeps as the wind blows strong, nearly knocking him over, and he visibly struggles to maintain his balance.] ... Arc! You and I should totally get together sometiiiiiiiime!

[And away he goes again.]

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[Orihime is completely speechless. This is a rare thing for her, but, well. She just got Jaune'd. She sits up, one hand holding her hood on her head as Jaune goes cartwheeling and bouncing into the distance. It's actually very impressive!]

Okay, bye!

[She waves, because she's not really sure what else to do. Maybe next time she sees him pop up on the video screen, she'll say hello properly.]

[Haha! This chick's great! Here, Orihime, have this dumbass on your phone getting pelted away by rain and wind.]

THAT'S THE SPIRIT! NEVER LET ANYTHING STAND IN YOUR WAY! NOT EVEN THE VERY HAND OF GOD!

[Wow...! That's two interesting people in just as many minutes, and she hasn't even started making deliveries yet. She should speak up more often!]

Yes sir!

[She snaps another salute. She can't help but feel inspired by his encouragement!]

Did you just arrive? I'm Orihime, nice to meet you!

...I'd offer to bring the car around, but I'm not risking her in this. Sorry, dude.

[Unless, you know, you say it would be helpful. or that you need it.]

Are you sure you're going to be safe out there? [Oh, look. He's worried, 'hime.]

Of course! We get typhoons in Japan sometimes too.

[Maybe not ones that are strong enough to push Orihime slowly down the street, since Tokyo's a little more inland. But still!]

And don't worry about your car, it's okay! There's a lot of debris flying around,, it'd be really sad if your car got dented.

[A big plastic recycling box flips up from the left of the screen and crashes into Orihime's head, staggering her. She clutches at her head with a hiss of pain.]

Ow ow ow ow ow...!

[And yet, before it can be blown out of sight, it's the recycling bin that's severely dented after colliding with Orihime's rock hard head.]

[The bin would be hilarious if not for the ows. And everything in him is now ready to take off out of the door, personal safety aside (of himself and the car), and bully you indoors. Or at least in the solid structure of the car.]

Yeah, bullshit that's you safe. [Seriously, he's getting up right now.] Car can be fixed. I'm coming to get you.

No no, it's fine! If it gets too bad I'll just go indoors, I promise! You don't have to bring Baby-chan all the way out here!

[She'd rather keep delivering, but if no one's taking her up on her offer, there's no sense weathering the typhoon any longer.]

[He still looks very doubtful. And like he's leaving the house in under a minute.] Or you could go inside now and just go out if you get someone who needs a damned delivery. [It's that or have him come get you :|]

Well, I--

[Need to get some groceries anyway, but that look of concern makes her feel bad for worrying him. She surrenders with a winsome smile and nods.]

All right. I'll head home. Tomorrow's weather will probably be better anyway.

...

[Okay. He nods, still looking worried.]

Probably. [His eyes drift to the window.] Okay. Go now. Drop me a line when you get in. [He hangs up, so you can't even use him as an excuse to be hanging around out there any longer. Call, text, whatever. Just let him know when you get home. Or he's assuming the worst and going looking.]

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[Meanwhile, while Jaune is going to get Nora...!/Action]

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