Night 47: Activities Shed

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[from here]Following Asuka into the dark shed, Junpei relied upon the girl to present the light and he took a better grip on the bat. Hopefully, there wouldn't be any creepy crawlies, but he was prepared as much as he could for some. The last time he'd been in the shed there wasn't anything, but the damn place was prime nesting grounds for things

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The first thing Asuka did was shine the light over every inch of the roomy shed, leaving no dark corner unsuspected (It was what any well-trained leader would do). Despite the fear of rabies-infested hounds and giant birds, rats and spiders were just as scary. And the second child was not going to put up with that kind of shit, no sir. Her final conclusion was: it was dirty... but she couldn't see any evidence of infestation besides spiderwebs and dust hanging in the corners.

Looking back at Junpei, she turned her attention to the left where he indicated. Jeez, there were quite a few. And they weren't even all the same! What the hell? The young redhead couldn't imagine the institute not shelling out a few extra bucks to get a matching set, or however baseball worked. Asuka propped her flashlight face up on the ground so the shed could be dimly lit without her.

The first bat that her fingers touched was wooden, and as Asuka leaned over to pick it up, the wall in front of her began to bend out every so subtly, groaning under the pressure and dusting the air with dirt and debris. Holding her breath, the second child quickly grabbed the bat and stepped back, her mind already in the process of denial at what she had seen.

She turned to the side and made a test strike through the air. "Hmmmm...." She found an aluminum one next and did the same test run. ".........." Was there supposed to be any real difference? Ugh whatever. She was already so over this.

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Having been in the shed before, Junpei wandered over to the shelf that stored the faded jerseys. He found a couple red ones similar to the blue one he was currently wearing that looked like they'd fit Asuka and sniffed them. Finding the one that smelled the least like an old shack, the teen grabbed the white sports tape and turned the jersey over to the back.

"So, what number do you want on your jersey?" His own sported the number 10 and his last name on the back. He glanced up. "Unless you really like that smiley face..."

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".... My jersey?" Asuka was afraid to turn around and find out what her friend--kinda friend--was going on about.

Oh my God...

This kid was crazy. She was tempted to just beat him silly with his bat and mug his sorry ass. He had already shown her where the bats are, what more use could he serve? Well, he did know more about the history club than she did, and the redhead was sure she would need help finding this leader-who-shall-not-be-named. So the eva pilot put on her best smile and tore her blue eyes away from the no doubt dusty and dirty jerseys he held in his hands and looked up at him. At least he had been smart enough to pick a red one.

"Two, of course..."

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Junpei created 02 out of the tape on the back of the jersey and then added S-Langley above the number. That done, he held it up before him, making sure he had the lines straight before handing it over.

"Here," he said and then shrugged. "You don't have to wear it, but at least it is better than the stupid smiley face shirts."

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"Surprised you spelled my name right..." She commented with the red jersey held out in front of her. Junpei was Japanese after all, they weren't real good at English. Though the phrases they came up with were more than amusing. She remembered seeing a kid around her age in a nice warm-up suit, however the words "Fat Ass" were stitched beautifully across his pants. The second child had almost choked on her drink when she saw it, and didn't bother to tell the kid either, of course. If you don't know what it means and still buy it, you aren't worth saving.

Asuka was dubious at first, wearing a jersey that would kind of match Junpei's. Kiiinda gay. But he did have one good point, she wouldn't look like everyone else. Fashion was a tool for expression, and at Landel's the uniformity was obnoxious. Even if it was a nasty jersey from a shed, it was still red and made her look more like the pilot of Evangelion Unit 02. "I might as well..." Setting her two bats down, the young girl turned the jersey to face the right way and pulled it on. It was a little big, but not enough to hinder her. "Alright let's get the hell out of this creepy place..." She leaned forward for her bat and remembered she still hadn't picked on.

Mmmmmeeeerrrrr.

Looking up at Junpei, the redhead pointed down at the floor. She wondered if he would honestly know anything about aerodynamics. But he was a boy; he probably knew baseball, and that still including aerodynamics even if he couldn't pronounce the word. "Which one do you like better...?"

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"I do know English," Junpei replied with bit of a glare. He was better than he let on, figuring knowing English would be a good way to pick up American chicks that came on vacation. "'Sides, it didn't look right without the e and there's no way in hell I'm writing kanji or katakana with athletic tape."

The red looked good on Asuka, surprisingly not clashing with her hair. It took him a moment to respond to the question. Oh, yes, baseball bats. Now this was a subject Junpei knew a lot on.

"Well, that depends on what you're looking for. If you want durability, then I suggest this one," he said, pulling a thick aluminum bat out. "Plus is it's built to take punishment, the minus is it's a bit unbalanced and clunky."

Setting that one aside, he moved over to the wooden ones. "Now, if you're looking for something that'll pack a wallop, seriously knocking the ball out of the park, but might break on you in exchange for the homer, I'd say you go with a good ol' Louisville Slugger here."

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Asuka locked eyes with Junpei when he defended himself. Her face remained neutral but her thin eyebrows rose, impressed (not that she would admit it out loud) he got offended over her usual emasculation. Impressed, yes. But this posed problems. It meant he wasn't a complete tool like she had thought and needed. The redhead needed a tough guy desperate enough to take her shit without complaint. Ugh, this was false advertisement.

Sucking up her bad mood, the eva pilot did her best to listen to Junpei will he picked up the two she selected and tested them again. She did want a bat that would crack a skull open... but splintering... she didn't want to end up batless if something came after her. Though, the guys that broke the bats were regular players. She was a little girl. Asuka wasn't going to be cracking something coming at her at eighty miles an hour. "H'oookay I'll take the wooden one..." She tossed the aluminum bat back with the others and picked her flashlight back up. "Alright, let's get the hell out of this place..."

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