Secret Agent Meg [open]

[hadesandback]

Characters: Megara and anyone from any ship who'd like to get backtalked meet her~
Content: Megara is wandering around the marketplace, doing a bit of sightseeing, but mostly looking for people to tell Aizen about to socialize with.
Setting: All around the makeshift town
Time: All day
Warnings: TSUNTSUN. Sass. But she'll be a heck of a lot

Comments

[hadesandback]

"Urgh. Get a clue, already!" Meg snapped. She was being pursued rather doggedly by a young man, who may or may not have had a shot too many in the pre-race excitement. The man didn't seem to understand the concept of no, being a pilot did not make every girl in the city want to dangle off his arm and follow him back to wherever inn he was staying at. Meg could not have been less interested.

The man grabbed her arm. "C'mon, cutie, I'll make it worth your while -- agh!"

She'd slapped him, hard, across the face. A red mark was already appearing, and it was well within the realm of possibility that the man would have a nasty bruise in a short time. "Get lost," she shouted, trying to yank her arm free. She didn't like making a spectacle of herself, but if she drew enough attention, maybe this guy would give up. "Let me go, or I swear, I'll -- !"

Unfortunately, as spirited as Meg was, she wasn't a physically strong woman, and this creep had her far out-muscled. If he didn't let her go, she was going to start hitting below the belt.

[icaruschmicarus]

"--And good sir, you may want to note that--"

Why was it suddenly noisier than usual?

"--fine make, top quality--"

More disgusting herbivores and their pathetic habits. It was a marketplace already, with noise levels beyond what he could usually handle. Why the hell did people have to be even more annoying than they already were?

"--comes in--"

Hibari raised his hand at the store owner for silence, and then turned right on his heel without even waiting to see if the vendor had acknowledged him at all, stepping away from the stall, across the street, and over to the huge blob of flesh in an aviator's suit. He took hold of the thing's shoulder, jerked him around and cracked him across the face with his fist.

Cue loud crash as the guy hit the ground. Cue stunned silence. Cue Kyouya Hibari not caring at all.

He had not killed the man, in as much as he had wanted to, but he doubted that he would be making noise anytime soon.

[hadesandback]

Meg stared. That guy -- had just -- and -- It took her a few moments to process the past few seconds' events.

Then, it hit that she'd been rescued.

She scowled. "Nice move, hotshot," Meg's voice dripped with sarcasm. "I could have handled that. Who asked you to step in?"

[icaruschmicarus]

Blink.

...Oh, there was someone else.

"He was noisy."

Hibari nudged the unconscious man with his boot, eying him the way someone would look at a cockroach or a dead rat. Definitely out for at least thirty minutes, that one, and he probably would wake up, not knowing what hit him.

[hadesandback]

Meg was not happy. "Next time, stay out of my business. I don't need help."

....she remembered belatedly that she was supposed to be being nice right now. But being rescued by a man pushed her buttons like nothing else. Meg let out a long sigh, calming herself down. What had he meant, "He was noisy"? It was a slightly better motive than rescuing her because she was in trouble, but it was also flat-out confusing.

Maybe she should try to talk to him.

[icaruschmicarus]

Hibari, on the other hand, could not have cared less about what this woman thought of the situation. Someone had been irritating, he had gotten rid of the problem for his own benefit. She had just happened to be there.

"It was every much a bit your business as it was mine," the pilot evenly returned, as he turned away. Now, to see to that cane...

(Yes, people were giving them space now. A whole lot of space.)

[hadesandback]

Meg had little else to do, and this guy was irritating and confusing her. She followed him to the tiny pavilion of sorts where the man selling the canes kept his wares, one hand on her hip. "You have a name, hotshot, or did you run off before they got a chance to give you one?" She was in a very bad mood, first from being accosted, then rescued, then blown off.

She would argue whose business it had been later.

[icaruschmicarus]

Where had the shopkeep gone? He had just been there a minute ag--

That woman was following him. Hibari spared her a sideward glance and a raised eyebrow before returning to what he had originally planned on doing.

"Kyouya Hibari."

Would that be all? He had gotten rid of what had troubled them both. What more did she want?

...That cane seemed suitable for Watson's height. Was the material good though?

[hadesandback]

"Hibari? I think I prefer 'Hotshot'," she muttered.

But Meg was still irritated, and still very confused by Hibari's motive for taking that pilot out in one hit. If it hadn't been to rescue her, and this guy had been genuinely annoyed....it didn't mean she appreciated the help any more, because she did have her pride, but it was better than condescension. "Okay, buddy, if you didn't stop that guy because he was harassing me, why did you do it? And don't tell me 'he was noisy,' okay? I don't buy it."

Seriously. What kind of a reason was that? He was either BSing, or too lazy to make up a real reason. The man hadn't been that loud, and while he had certainly been obnoxious, it shouldn't have been enough to bother any normal bystander.

[icaruschmicarus]

"I already told you," Hibari replied, this time with an arched eyebrow and a slightly exasperated nip in his voice, "he was noisy, and therefore irritating. I do not like being irritated."

No, he really wasn't joking.

"He has been disposed of. I do not see why this should concern you further."

[hadesandback]

Was this guy for real? He went and clocked a guy one because he was --

.....wait. A memory stirred in the back of Meg's mind. She had only been eight or nine at the time, but she'd run into someone else, who had stepped in and beaten someone up because they'd been "noisy." In Kropmork....

He'd had dark hair.

No. No way. This couldn't be the same guy. There were tens of thousands of people in Reial. No way was she about to meet some guy she'd seen in Kropmork in her childhood, not here, not now.

But it couldn't hurt to make sure. She frowned. "Hey. You're not from Kropmork, are you?" Probably not, she thought.

[icaruschmicarus]

"Yes. What of it?"

...Ah, THIS cane looked pretty decent. Good make too. Perfect for cracking over someone's skull and doing some REAL damage where it mattered.

[hadesandback]

"Huh. Well, well, well, it is a small continent." Her lips pulled up in a sardonic smile. He probably wouldn't remember her. They'd met once. The only reason she remembered him was because of how strangely he'd acted. Heck, Meg didn't think she even cared if he remembered her or not. It wasn't important. (Besides, she'd been an idealistic little idiot, and had wanted embarrassingly much to make friends with him, so it was probably better he didn't.) But it was still a strange thing.

[icaruschmicarus]

Blink.

Did he know this person?

"It is a continent nonetheless," Hibari said out loud, turning to appraise the woman more properly. Young (younger than him, in all likelihood), dry look, hard eyes. She did, indeed, look like someone from Kropmark.

"Then we have met before."

It wasn't a question; merely a logical conclusion, given how their conversation had progressed since their encounter.

[hadesandback]

"Unless there were two kids with dark hair in Kropmork ten years ago who beat on grown men because they were 'noisy'? Yeah, we've met." Her words were shot off rapid-fire, accompanied by a sarcastic grin. Really, she almost hoped he didn't remember her. She'd changed so much in the past few years, and it sickened her to look back on how she used to be.

[icaruschmicarus]

Probably not.

Ah... now he remembered.

"You seem to have grown a backbone since then, Meg."

Forgive Hibari for being slow: going on auto-kill had the tendency to make him forget certain details.