[OPEN] I don't need to fight to prove I'm right

[atmyage]

Who: Delinquent!Ema Skye and YOU
What: An AU Ema appears! One where Ema was convicted for Neal Marshall's murder and has been in jail for two years. What could go wrong?
Where: Out on the grounds
When: June 13th on
Warnings: Underage smoking?

A girl you might know is leaning against a tree outside. She looks a bit different from how she usually does, however. Perhaps it's a new haircut?

Or maybe it's that she's smoking a cigarette, wearing an orange prison uniform, and missing her signature pink-lens glasses.

It's been awhile since she's been able to lean against a real, honest-to-God tree. She blows the smoke out idly.

"Isn't it a little too early for the annual juvie field trip?"

She doesn't direct the inquiry at anyone in particular. In fact, she almost seems to be talking to herself. She busies herself with stamping out her spent cigarette and lighting another one.

"This place is kinda boring."

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[deathboss]

He walks around first as if nothing is wrong, only to stop, walk backwards and take a good, hard look at her, his right eye twitching.

"Since when have you started to smoke?"

[atmyage]

She looks unfazed.

"Since about none-of-your-business o'clock."

She blows out a smoke ring.

"Are the boys on this field trip too or something?" Weird.

[deathboss]

"EXCUSE ME?" He points to the piece of cloth band around his elbow....no, not the Gaschamber one, the one right under that. Do you see that? SMASH ACADEMY HALL MONITOR.

"You hand me that cigarette and whatever packs you're holding, or else I'll take you straight to detention!"

He had no mercy for smokers.

[atmyage]

She looks at the badge.

She looks at her cigarette.

She looks at Eikichi.

She blows smoke in his face.

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[deathboss]

He looks at his badge.

He looks at her cigarette.

He looks at Ema.

He gets smoke blown in his face.

He then coughs violently. Eww, eww that smoke's gonna linger for days.

[deathboss]

This time he walks right up to her, his frame towering over hers, face a little darker somehow than before (despite the fact that he has 500cm of makeup on him.). The glare that drove many boy delinquents running away at the very sight of him, there's almost a visible aura behind him. Was his right eyebrow twitching?

"Give it up. Before I make you."

[atmyage]

Is that supposed to be intimidating? Ema stops leaning on the tree and leans forward on the balls of her heels. She's considerably shorter than him, being only just over five feet tall, but she glares up into his face without flinching.

She's embraced her status as official criminal since being convicted of murder, it would seem.

"I'd like to see you try it, fancy-pants."

[deathboss]

"This isn't like you," he replied back, ignoring the comment about how fancy his pants were. It was rather strange how the aura was now visible to the eye. It almost looked like electrical energy was coming off of him, as the wind picked up, foretelling of an upcoming storm.

"You're a good friend Ema, don't make me do this."

[atmyage]

She narrows her eyes. "How do you punks all know my name? What's going on around here?"

She knows who her friends are, and this guy isn't one of them. Even if he reminds her of some of her friends.

The aura is something she's never seen before, but she's not concerned about it. He can't do anything to her she hasn't already seen, after all. Or at least she's pretty sure he can't.

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[deathboss]

Wait.

She's not lying. Eikichi had a gift to be able when someone lied, and nothing about what was said seemed to contradict her body language.

She has no idea who he is.

[deathboss]

DAMN was he that FORGETTABLE?!

[deathboss]

No. That made absolutely no sense. They had fun together, talked about horoscopes, dabbled in silly SCIENCE things. He remembered how rumors had once affected his city, turned a lady he knew since a child into a spy, but this was far different. It was like seeing Ema's entire life rerouted into something else and she was completely unaware of it, a dark parody of everything she would never stand fore.

It broke his heart.

"T-tell me then," he began visibly flinching. "Since when have you been attending Smash Academy?"

poor Eikichi

[atmyage]

She raises an eyebrow.

"Smash Academy? Attending? What are you talking about?"

She finally does discard the cigarette, grounding it out under her heel dispassionately.

"I'm in prison until I get let out on parole for good behavior. I don't attend any academy."

You're breaking his heart Ema

[deathboss]

No lies there either...but that made no sense.

"D-does this place look like a prison to you?"

[atmyage]

"This place? Nah. That's what's so confusing."

She turns away from him, pressing a finger to her cheek in the same thinking pose she always used, even if she looked so different otherwise.

"How did I get here? I'm supposed to be helping with dinner right now."

[deathboss]

"Dinner?" It was nearly noon! WOW THIS MYSTERY WAS EVEN MORE - okay no he was already worried without the time issues. He frowns, looking at her seriously.

"What are your last memories before showing up here?"

[atmyage]

She turns back to him suddenly, brow furrowed.

"I already told you, I was about to go make dinner! I'm from a juvenile prison and it's my night on kitchen duty."

What are you going to do about it, punk? She looks away from him so she can search her pockets for another smoke.

"This is going to hurt my chances at parole, I bet. Thanks a lot."