[May Twenty-First]

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May Twenty-First//Artemis

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The world was such a strange place when the sky was down and the ground was up. Seen through eyes made up of a mixture of fuchsia and light blue. Her eyes followed a group of people, making their way towards the local festival nearby in celebration of Golden Week. Many such festivals were going on throughout Tokyo at the moment and it just so happened that May had managed to choose one of the large parks where one was being held, which was a bit awkward when you were simply out for a run.

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May leaned backwards so that she was laying over the back of the bench, sweat soaked pink hair hanging down in a curtain as she panted softly. She’d been pushing herself extremely hard this week despite the fact that it was supposed to be a vacation. Time off. But in the words of several of her teachers, ‘Heroes don’t get a day off’.’ Which both sucked and made sense. You couldn’t just turn off that spark inside, that drive to help others. So why not make use of that motivation and train?

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Plus, she had a demanding performance coming up at her local troupe’s stage. She needed all the stamina she could get.

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Hearing her phone buzz. May would reach down into the solitary pocket of her high-waisted leggings to tug it out and take a peek at the screen.

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[Mamarazzi: May. You really should come home and take a few days to relax. We’d all like to see you for the holiday.]

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May sighed a little bit and stared at the screen. Admittedly, she’d been not the nicest to her family as of late. Dodging phone calls, ignoring texts and pretending she wasn’t in her dorm. Not because she didn’t love them, but because every chance they got they were trying to convince her to not pursue being a hero. They’d tell her not to throw her life away, to find another passion.

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“They just don’t understand.” She’d mumbled to herself a hundred times. She sighed in resignation and sent a message back.

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[May: I can’t promise a few days, but I’ll come around on friday. We can have a nice dinner, my treat. Kay?]

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The phone beeped back pretty quickly. Had her mother just been staring at the screen waiting?

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[Mamarazzi: Sounds like a plan. See you then.]

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May flipped the phone shut and sighed, tucking the phone back into the pocket on her leggings and wrinkled her nose slightly. Maybe she’d take them to a nice restaurant so they’d feel bad if they brought things up.

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Reaching up and patting her cheeks gently May would huff, “Alright. C’mon May. It's only…” She lifted her arm looking at her smartwatch, “…Four miles to go.”

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It wasn’t often May was out of uniform or in her usual bright outfit. But today she was dressed like a runner. High-top sneakers, form fitting and high-waisted leggings and a long-sleeved crop top showing off her toned stomach. She was deceptively fit. Unless you wanted her to show you a feat of strength, then she was not so fit.

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Flicking the charm on the black choker she wore she’d sit up and tousled her hair a bit, tugging it out of her face. A face which still showed playful hints of her performance makeup from the night previous. A faded hint of eyeliner, a subtle bit of playful sparkle around her eyes and mascara coated lashes.

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Considering her options she’d tug the blue scrunchie from her wrist and draw her hair back into a lazy ponytail and as she was about to push wireless ear buds into her ears she stopped. Her eyes having found the form of someone she was pretty sure she recognized nearby. She blinked twice, tilting her head a little bit.

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“…Sora?” She said quietly to herself. She was pretty sure she was staring at the form of the newfound friend she’d neglected to text since meeting him some days previous. But what were the chances they’d run into each other a second time, in a park no less?

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KAY

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[Sora Nakoma]

Sora sighed contently as he made his way through the busy festival crowd, finding the whole situation a little bit overwhelming but in an oddly peaceful sort of way. Why couldn't more days be like this? No crime for him to stop. No villains to fight. Nobody to save. Not to say that Sora resented his job as a hero; far from it. But when it took up so much of his time most days, it was nice to take a moment to just relax and enjoy the peace he helped to maintain.

On this day the young hero was wearing a black tank top with a pair of faded grey jeans and black & green shoes on his feet, a simple white cotton jacket tied around his waist as he wandered the stalls and games that were put out on the street. The charm necklace he normally wore was instead wrapped around his wrist, not wanting to tuck it under his shirt today like he normally did since it wasn't as loose as most of his shirts were.

For the past while now he had just been wandering the festival, no particular goal or destination in mind besides to enjoy himself. It was nice to not have to have a plan for everything for once, after all.

But as Sora's eyes scanned the various points of interest strewn about, they caught sight of a newly familiar head of pink hair, with a flash of blue just below. He stopped looking around and instead turned to focus on what, or rather, who, he had seen, and his face split into a smile as he confirmed his suspicions; there, staring back at him, was May! What a nice surprise! The two of them had exchanged numbers after their lovely time on Greenery Day just a few days ago, but had yet to really take advantage of that. Sora being Sora, he felt a little awkward about initiating a conversation with someone... even through texts, apparently.

However, seeing his new friend in person made for a much easier time in such a thing. "May, hi! Good to see you!" He said as he waved, making his way over to the girl with a laugh. "Man, I didn't expect to see you again so soon! How's it going?" He asked. Sora took a moment to look at his friend's change in clothing; it was certainly more sporty than her outfit when they had first met. Had she been exercising today? Come to think of it, he usually only wore the tanktop he was wearing at the moment when he was training. Not exactly his usual style.

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May Twenty-First//Artemis

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May couldn’t help but smile when the realization rolled over her that it was in fact, Sora. She let a bright smile slip onto her lips as she sat up and stretched her arms over her head and at the same time pressing the off switch for her headphones. She raised a well plucked eyebrow at Sora.

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“Two times in less than a week. In a park no less. Either the world enjoys it’s coincidences, or you’re toooooootally stalking me. I mean, I can’t blame you. I’m kind of awesome.” She said this with a bit of a silly grin as she smoothed out her hair. She had not intended their second meeting to be while she was sweaty and gross. Then again, heroes didn’t exactly get to stay clean all the time…did they?

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Tugging her hair back into it’s neat ponytail, May would smile and tug her ears buds out, depositing them in a tiny little satchel attached at the waist of her high waisted leggings, “It goes well. I was just getting a bit of cardio in for the day actually. I’ve got a big show coming up and need to work a bit on my stamina. Plus, it’s a really nice day out today. Not too hot, not too cold!”

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She eyed him, looking him up and down for a long moment. Both of them were in opposing outfits to their usual, “What about you? You don’t look dressed for hero work or the park really. Bit of a lazy day in the windy heroes schedule?” She was of course teasing, but only a little. Everyone deserved a break, even if they never took one most of the time.

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Eventually, May would push off the bench, climbing to her feet and stretching her arms over her head. She wasn’t carrying her bow today. But upon closer inspection, she was still clearly wearing the two-fingered glove that protected her draw fingers from the string of her bow. It was a bit of an old habit and really had become part of her everyday outfits.

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She glanced towards the nearby festival for a long moment. An announcers voice on a speaker echoed in the distance but his words were slightly muffled. Part of her had considered taking a short break and poking around. You never knew what you’d find during this holiday week.

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[Sora Nakoma]

Sora smiled as May turned off and removed her headphones when he approached, chuckling a little bit at her joke. "I love your confidence, but why is it that I'm the would-be stalker?" He asked, crossing his arms. "I turned around and you were already looking at me, after all; maybe you're the one stalking me!"

May went on to explain why she was out today, simultaneously explaining why she was dressed as she was. He hummed curiously. "I see. A show, is it? What kind of show?" He asked, though he nodded in agreement with her assessment of the weather. "Oh yeah, it's beautiful today. I prefer it colder personally, but I wouldn't mind if it stayed like this for a while longer."

The hero student took note of his own outfit, and he nodded. "Not too far off, really. Just taking in the festival today. As for the clothes, well, I don't really have much in the way of lightweight stuff, heh. My training clothes are about as cool as it gets for me."

Sora did take notice of the glove May was wearing, recognizing it as one worn while practicing archery. Given that she had mentioned such a skill, he wondered if perhaps she had been training earlier or planning on it later. When the announcement came over the speakers, Sora followed her gaze to the stalls and crowds before turning to face her with an easy smile. "If you're not too busy with your cardio, would you like to join me in checking out the festival? I basically just got here so I have no idea what all is going on here." He considered saying something along the lines of an 'all work and no play' quotation, but decided against it; playing around in a festival probably wouldn't be comparable stamina training compared to jogging.

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