Little Busters

[swingthebat]

Who: Haruko and Ichigo.  If ya' wanna butt in then do et.
Where: South of the city, on the small island
When: After she finishes with Orihime and Sheena
What:  Seeing her 'space ship'
Rating: PG or more.

Haruko was once again on her vespa, the yellow moped-looking there humming lightly as she leaned on the handle-bars lazily.  That mall tour, in the end

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[gogoichigoyo]

Ichigo had no idea why the hell he had agreed to this. She was crude, made no sense half the time, screw that, all the time, and would probably try and kill him or something. Like Viral, but without the teeth and cleaver. Maybe she was from his world. That’d make more sense. In some strange cosmic way. If at all.

He followed the directions to the ‘T, and stopped when his comm. device beeped to tell him he arrived. He turned it off and looked around. When he spotted Haruko, he just blinked and stared for a bit.

Yeah, running didn’t seem to be an option at this point.

[swingthebat]

"Hey dere Pink Young CEO!" Haruko called, waving one hand and saying "Yo" in what was likely one of the most lazy ways in history. Seeing him in person made him look even more gay. For reals. This kid clearly sucked more dick than Tom Cruise, which was saying something.

Haruko snickered then, strapping her goggles cleanly on to her face even as she kicked Miu off the vespa and flared the engine slightly. The guitar on her back was vibrating a bit already, and came to a dull roar as she pulled the rip cord. She then took it off her back, spinning it in her hands to hold it like an axe. His forehead was nice. And his head would work. If he wasn't so gay. But it still might work.

Maybe.
Maybe she was listening to to much Metallica though.

[gogoichigoyo]

Watching her warily, Ichigo had no idea what she was planning. His hand moved towards the hilt of Zangetsu, but he hesitated. Should he prepare to defend himself? The guitar didn’t look like much of a weapon, but it would probably hurt like hell. He’d take the hit. Then he’d think about whether his sword was necessary.

“Alright. I’m here. What the hell now?”

[swingthebat]

"LUUUUUUNNNNCCCHHHH TIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEE!!!" Haruko roared as her vespa surged forward, giving perhaps the lamest and coolest battle cry in history. Yes, it was cool because it was idiotic. It takes and idiot to do cool things, that's why it's cool.

Her guitar dragged along the ground as she raced towards the other, sparking flying as fiberglass met stone. Amazingly the thing wasn't damaged. It was amazing in a way, but then Haruko was an alien and aliens were used to these things. People weren't. Usually. Except Takkun. Maybe the dork. Probably the dork.

Smirking, she willed her guitar to activate N.O. channels in the head of the Strawberry as she slammed the fiberglass into his skull ad she passed, bamming him right in the forehead. Then, screeching to a halt, she spun around, throwing off her goggles to reveal her wild yellow eyes.