[Calliope]

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[attr="class","AudenHidden"]A Ransacking of Friendship?

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Calliope

Aw man, it was hard being a hero student. Do this and do that, make this person happy, break your body, study, have expectations. She was tired of it all, and she wasn't even that far into it! How did people want to do this for their life? It felt like she was in the military, but she was supposed to be excited to help people and be someone that people looked up to? It was too much.

After her classes for the day, she decided to just walk. She had no plan of where she was walking to or why, but she just wanted to clear her head. With her hands in her pockets, she would avoid eye contact as usual, and wander the streets of Tokyo. People were busy getting off of their jobs, getting ready for outings, or shopping. There wasn't too much that was interesting enough to get her to stop, except for one thing. Stopping for a second, she heard some pretty loud sounds coming from an apartment to her left. Usually she was pretty nosy, so today wasn't going to have her deviate from her regular habits. She was a hero in training after all, so if someone needed help, why couldn't she be the one to do it?

Notes

ψ Black hoodie (pulled over), dark jeans, red t-shirt, combat boots.

Calliope Taro Yamada

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[Taro Yamada]

GAME ON!

HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 100/100

So Taro had some understanding of discretion. His jobs usually had it as a key factor- a requirement when he needed to reach places that were guarded without notice. Or said place was easy to get in but he had to stick around and act inconspicuous before striking at the correct time- execute plans as told so whoever was the mastermind behind the operation achieved whatever goal they aimed for.

Appearance-wise he wasn't very good at it. Despite his cooler colour scheme he still stood out like a sore thumb. The only thing that could hide his tattoo and horns was a hoodie two sizes too big which he'd never gone for half the time, but otherwise he at least knew when to keep his profile low.

Then there were jobs where discretion flew out the window because he had to break as much shit as humanly possible. Like the printer that flew out the window and crashed on the pavement outside the apartment he was in for instance.

Okay, so maybe Taro could be a little more sneaky with his wreckage. Calling attention to this misdeed likely wasn't the play. At the same time though what were people gonna do if they came across him doing this? Kill him?

So the digital being had nothing to worry about as he brought his hammer down on the coffee table, shattering the glass in half as everything on it fell to the floor. At least he hadn't ignited his boots or weapon.

Yet.

Calliope

[Calliope]

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[attr="class","AudenHidden"]a ransacking of friendship?

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Calliope

Calli was glad that she paid attention all the time. Otherwise, she would have gotten hit in the head by a printer. Seeing it fall out of the corner of her eye, she would backtrack a bit as it fell right before her feet. With her eyes wide, she'd look up to see if anything else was going to fall, before running past the window. "The fuck?" She'd say sneering up to the window. "I gotta give that person a piece of my mind!" If they were going to almost kill someone and litter, that just wasn't a good combination.

Going up the stairs to the apartment, Calli would step lightly, wanting to make sure that if it was something dangerous that she didn't make her presence known. Pressing on the door, she'd realize that it was unlocked and opened. She'd peek in, seeing some hooded figure wrecking things with a hammer. She'd pause, before clicking the door open loudly. With it swinging and hitting the wall, she'd boast out a cool sounding sentence. "Yo punk, the fuck you tryin' to do killing me? Watch where you're throwing shit if you're trying to ransack a place." Looking around, nothing looked super nice or expensive, so she wondered what the purpose of wrecking it all was. "Like dude, you almost killed me."

Notes

ψ Black hoodie (pulled over), dark jeans, red t-shirt, combat boots.

Calliope Taro Yamada

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