The Esper and the Dragon

[solar_flare]

WHO: Touma Kamijou, Yang Xiao Long
WHAT: Touma and Yang decide to see if either of them will blow up with his Imagine Breaker thing. They might spar.
WHEN: April 21, 2014
WHERE: Attleton Coliseum


There were no fights scheduled for today. Yang wasn't sure there ever were any fights, though she'd heard there'd been a pretty big battle a year or two ago. She kicked at the dust, pacing slowly while shooting an occasional glance at the gateway. She thought she'd be playing coy by showing up ten minutes late on her motorcycle, which was parked near the stands. But he wasn't here.

Maybe he just got lost, she reasoned. He didn't seem like the type of person who'd make an appointment and flake out, and no one stood up Yang. That was just unheard of!

Still, it wasn't as if she were irritated. She finally leaned back against one of the stadium walls, one foot crossed in front of the other. As long as Touma didn't keep her waiting too long, it would be fine. The weather was nice, so she had no complaints about enjoying the sun a little longer.

Comments

[fantasykiller]

He should have asked for directions.

Of course, the intelligent decision would have been to call back. He should have contacted her immediately after he ended the call. Instead, he wandered around like a complete moron for about a half hour. It's not like he can't call her now, but at this point it would be pretty embarrassing to admit his mistake after wasting so much time.

For the hundredth time, he whipped out his communicator to check to time. It has been approximately one minute since he last checked. The time between each check got shorter and shorter as his lateness increased. He continued to propel himself forward with all the desperation of someone escaping a zombie horde.

After another wasted half hour, he finally reached the Coliseum. He stopped right in front of her and took a moment to catch his breath before speaking.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I really didn't mean to be this late! I'll do anything to make it up to you!"

[solar_flare]

"Oh hey! There you are! I was starting to wonder." She wore a sunny smile that seemed pretty genuine. Yang was pretty laid back, it took a lot to ruffle her feathers. Maybe if he were a big jerk about being late, she'd call him on it, but she saw no reason to take the poor guy's head off.

Even better, he was already offering anything to make it up to her.

Anything. Yang liked the sound of that, yes sir.

Her grin turned mischievous as she cocked her head, kicking away from the wall and walking toward him. "Anything, huh? How about you owe me a favor, then?" She wasn't sure just what she wanted from him yet, but if he was really willing to offer, who was she to turn him down? It'd make him feel better, and it'd make her patience worthwhile. Since she didn't know him that well yet, she decided it was best to take a raincheck on his offer until she could properly gauge his dating fighting potential.

[fantasykiller]

At first, he felt relieved that his lateness didn't bother her. Her bright smile held no malicious intentions. This was a blessing compared to what he was used to. The absence of crackling electricity and sharp teeth sinking into his skull was a welcome change. It really made him happy.

Unfortunately, it didn't really last. Her smile transformed into something far more mischievous as he came to realize that he damned himself. She was ready to him up on his offer and there was absolutely no way he can take it back. Hopefully, it wasn't anything too unreasonable. She's been nice enough so far.

“I'm perfectly fine with that. Just tell me the favor.”

[solar_flare]

"Sweet!" she beamed with a sharp nod of agreement. "Theeeen once I know what it is, I'll tell you! I'm good for now."

Casually, Yang strolled to stand across from her future-maybe-opponent, the dirt and sand crunching softly beneath the hard heels of her leather boots. She laced her fingers behind her back, circling idly until they stood face to face.

"So, ready to see what happens when we bump fists?" she grinned with a coy tilt of her blonde head.