[he has stamina for days he's just not on the track team for a reason thanks]
Nnah?! No! They're not gettin' their hands on this!
[His precious fabric??? No. Like, it would be smart, but as a member of the handicrafts club... as someone with ties to a master tailor, no. Also, you're not the one that paid for most of it, Nisaka? Pre-discount?
Mika's pressing his back to the wall, but he's gripping onto the bags as if he's already did. Rigor mortis has set in, you will literally pry them from his cold hands.]
Ya can do what ya want to me... but leave Nisa-kun and our stuff alone, alright? I'm beggin' ya, don't touch 'em! Either of 'em!
[ perhaps the loudest nisaka has ever gotten in mika's presence, but he's equal parts concerned and exasperated right now. the fabric can always be replaced?? stop this, why are you like this.
their pursuers, at least, seem amused by such antics. but that's also probably because they know they've got the advantage here. ]
Look — what do you guys even want? An apology? Credits? You really think you can get away with harassing some kids like this?
[ one of the men laugh. ]
You kids must be new. Rules are pretty fast and loose around here. You think anyone's really gonna care about a couple of brats?
Mika's still trembling, but he'll gently put himself between Nisaka and the other guys, standing straighter. Because, honest to god surprise, Mika Kagehira is willing to throwdown anytime anyplace if he needs to.]
Yer no one important, right? I ain't gonna get in trouble if I hit ya, so I ain't gotta worry if that's the case.
[and he will absolutely swing hard with his bag, eat it bitch #1]
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Nnah?! No! They're not gettin' their hands on this!
[His precious fabric??? No. Like, it would be smart, but as a member of the handicrafts club... as someone with ties to a master tailor, no. Also, you're not the one that paid for most of it, Nisaka? Pre-discount?
Mika's pressing his back to the wall, but he's gripping onto the bags as if he's already did. Rigor mortis has set in, you will literally pry them from his cold hands.]
Ya can do what ya want to me... but leave Nisa-kun and our stuff alone, alright? I'm beggin' ya, don't touch 'em! Either of 'em!
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Nobody has to be touched?!
[ perhaps the loudest nisaka has ever gotten in mika's presence, but he's equal parts concerned and exasperated right now. the fabric can always be replaced?? stop this, why are you like this.
their pursuers, at least, seem amused by such antics. but that's also probably because they know they've got the advantage here. ]
Look — what do you guys even want? An apology? Credits? You really think you can get away with harassing some kids like this?
[ one of the men laugh. ]
You kids must be new. Rules are pretty fast and loose around here. You think anyone's really gonna care about a couple of brats?
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Mika's still trembling, but he'll gently put himself between Nisaka and the other guys, standing straighter. Because, honest to god surprise, Mika Kagehira is willing to throwdown anytime anyplace if he needs to.]
Yer no one important, right? I ain't gonna get in trouble if I hit ya, so I ain't gotta worry if that's the case.
[and he will absolutely swing hard with his bag, eat it bitch #1]
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both nisaka and the other male (the one that hadn't been hit) watch as the receiver of the bags stumble backward, clutching at his face.
there is a long, pregnant pause as everyone just sort of looks at each other, struggling to process what's just happened...
nisaka sighs. ]
I guess we're doing this.
[ and just like that, the spell is broken, and he lunges forward, swinging a fist towards the other man who charges for him.
rip boys. ]