Scene #4296: Blowing Off Steam

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Graf Zeppelin	It's been a couple hours since Musashi's HELL TRAINING FROM HELL. Which was, as usual, a battery of evasive exercises...using live rounds. And also like usual, it seemed like she had a laser focus on Akebono, which left the destroyer more than a little beat up by the end of things. Pissed off, aching, and fed up with everything that has to do with with Hikari Seaport, Akebono left base and headed off to to the big city. Urbania in particular, to blow off some steam. How? Well! There are a great number of things she could do! Hit the gym! Play at the arcade! Take a long walk! Sit in a park and relax with the scenery! ...Or sit at a cafe, at an outdoor table, all by her lonesome, with a few bandages and patches here and there, sipping on a fruit punch slushie. She half glared at the passer bys going this way and that on the sidewalk while seated. ...Well, not glaring AT them, but more like glaring into the distance. Yes. Siiiiiiiiip. Sigh. It's clearly been a long day.
Sanary Rondel	It's been a while since Sanary last went grocery shopping. She's gotten so used to working late nights at the Citadel that actually having time to just go to a supermarket to pick up fresh ingredients has been unheard of for the past few weeks. If only she didn't let herself get distracted by sales of chips, cookies, candy, and other assorted junk foods. She.. She can just pick up vegetables on another trip! For now, though, she's just headed through the town in a significantly more casual getup than usual: No long white coat, no stupidly huge shield, and not even a gunaxe or staff to be seen! Sanary's still got that eyepatch, of course. She's been walking for a while now, though, and a drink does look pretty good right about now. That's why she takes a pit stop at a cafe, buying a large orange cream milkshake for herself! Spotting an unfamiliar girl glaring off at something or another all on her own, the healer glances around a few times before stopping by the table with a raised eyebrow and curious tone in her voice. "Someone stand you up or something?"
Graf Zeppelin	Akebono is, of course, wearing her fleet uniform...which is just a school uniform, so she probably looks like she just got out of middle school. Or possibly high school. Either or. Another long sip is had, the purple haired girl stewing in her own irritated thoughts. At least until a voice cuts through the haze and throws her off course. "Hah?" Toning that in a really standoffish way, turning her gaze over to the off-duty healer, the destroyer arches a brow as she turns those words over in her mind. "...Well first of who, it's none of your god damn business." And then she goes back to looking away, leaning an elbow into the table, lazily sucking more of her drink through the straw. "And second of all, who the hell just walks up to random people asking dumb ass questions like that anyway?" My, someone was angry. It was strange. Sanary should probably be familiar, but... is it possible that these two have never actually seen each other face to face before? What are the chances of that?
Sanary Rondel	Luckily for Akebono, Sanary doesn't quite recognize her uniform as belonging to the fleet instead of literally any other student! Going to school really does help sometimes, even if it means accidentally giving a potential enemy an easier way to hide her allegiances! "Eh...? Whoa, whoa. I was just curious. Don't gotta bite my head off for that..." The healer blinks slowly before narrowing her eye at the girl, taking a sip of her own drink before shuffling those bags in her other hand to give herself an easier time holding them. "What crawled up your ass to get you all... This, anyway?" Although there's an annoyed and even hostile tone in Sanary's voice, she's also... Grinning? Is she actually amused by this? Or is she looking forward to seeing just how this mysterious girl is going to react?
Graf Zeppelin	Akebono's eye twitches. Her hand clenches around the plastic cup, crinkling it and causing icy red slush to spill over the edges. And then her glare turns back over to Sanary. She stands up to her...not very tall height, and stands incredibly close to the one eyed girl, staring her in the face incredibly closely Typical delinquent move, really. "What the fuck did you just say?" She growled, eyes narrowing. "I think I heard you say 'please kick my ass!'" She leans even closer, nose to nose now. "You'd better watch your fucking mouth before something you regret happens." Uh-oh. Customers were staring at them. No one moved to go inside and call management yet though.
Sanary Rondel	Now it's getting interesting. Sanary's eyebrow raises just a bit more and the grin grows just a little wider at Akebono's reaction. Whoever this girl is, she's a real feisty one! "Heh... Easy, easy. You want ants?" She gestures at the cup in Akebono's hand with her own cup, taking another sip even with their faces so close to each other. She's not about to let herself get intimidated by someone younger than her! If only she knew. "But seriously, what is it ? It ain't healthy to get this pissed unless someone blew up your house or something." Another sip, and she gestures at the seats with her bags before waving dismissively at the customers to try and keep them calm. "Come on. It'll be easier to plan over there." Her grin widens. She's planning something terrible, isn't she?
Graf Zeppelin	Akebono looks down. Oh. That sort of takes the wind out of her sails a bit. "...Tch-!" She uncrinkles the cup and huffs deeply. Clearly unhappy with everything right now. "Gaaah shut up you're annoying!" The girl grouses, considering just what to do now. ...Punch the older girl? Sit down and talk? Punch? Talk? Punch? Talk...? Damn it, she didn't feel like punching now. Well, just barely. "Fine, whatever. But if this is some stupid shit, I'm knocking your teeth out!" Akebono threatens as she moves to follow Sanary and take a seat with her, flumping down and blowing her out from her lips, sending a stray bit of hair flying aside from her face. "If you wanna know so badly, then I'm fucking pissed because work is a shithole and I'm sick and tired of everything." Siiiiiiiip. "....God damn it." The purple haired girl clenched her teeth, grinding them angrily. "I didn't even do shit! Why the fuck am I always getting punished!? It's bullshit!" She grouses more, growing less and less concerned that she's venting to a stranger.
Sanary Rondel	There it is. Sanary holds in a relieved sigh and refrains from reaching over to give the girl a pat on the back, instead settling for just taking a seat at the table opposite Akebono. "That's fine, that's fine. But really, take a breather. I know this one guy that blew out his ass getting pissed off one too many times." The light shiver and distant look in her eye indicates she might not be lying about that, either. Strangely enough, she's actually rather quiet as the girl starts venting. Sanary takes a few idle sips of her drink, sets her bags on the ground beside her, then dips a finger into her drink to pick out what is hopefully just an eyelash. "So... Quit. If the work's really that shitty, it's not worth the stress unless it pays a lot." She flicks that maybe-eyelash aside, then takes another sip before peering at Akebono again. "You don't look that old, though. Where's your parents?"
Graf Zeppelin	Hah! A guy that blew out his ass getting pissed off one too many times! Akebono would actually laugh at that, were she not so pissed already. So she just sighs and slurps through her straw angrily. Don't get pissed huh? That was a tall order right about now. And then, when Sanary suggests quitting, Akebono pauses. ".........." She just sat there dumbly, like a deer stuck in the headlights. Quit? How come she'd never thought of that before? "Quit, huh..." She seemed to seriously consider this possibility, but... after a couple long seconds, she shakes her head. "Ugh. I can't. Even if I did quit, I'd have no place to go." Man, that really burned her up. And then came the question of her parents. "Heh. My parents?" She rolled her eyes derisively, looking off at the street. "Those assholes died a long ass time ago."
Sanary Rondel	"... You, too? Huh." So that's how it is. Sanary sighs lightly and leans back in her seat as she takes another sip of her milkshake, letting the COLD VAGUELY MEDICINAL FLAVOR soothe her nerves for at least a few moments. For better or for worse, she really does feel kinda bad for this girl! No parents, stuck in a dead-end job just because it's the only way to make ends meet... No wonder she's so pissed. "Well... Do your bosses tell you why you're getting punished? If you jump through their stupid hoops, that might take care of that for a while. But..." Sanary lets out a troubled grunt and leans forward with her forearm on a leg, swishing some of the milkshake in her mouth while trying to think. It's certainly not an ideal solution, but... What else could she recommend? "... Actually. How are you with animals?"
Graf Zeppelin	Akebono grumbled, nodding at Sanary. Yep. Her too. At the question, the girl just slumps down, arms folded over the table and her head resting on top. "Not recently no! One of my asshole friends went out on a date with some goddamn loser guy, and somehow, /I'm/ the one who got punished for her choice to go out and make kissyfaces off-duty! All I said was 'don't snitch' to a groupmate. Fucking... ugh." No, don't get angry. Have some more fruity goodness to cool you down, girl. "....Hah?" That got Akebono to raise her head. "What the hell are you talking about now? Animals? What's that got to do with anything?"
Sanary Rondel	And then things started getting juicy. Sanary raises her eyebrow again, but she's trying not to look too interested in the dating tidbits. "Hmn. Maybe the person punishing you wants that guy, too? Doesn't explain why she'd go after you for it, though, unless..." A pause, then a squint. "Maybe she thinks you're competition." Sanary pauses again, then groans and offers Akebono a sympathetic grimace. Those can be sympathetic sometimes! And then she sits back in her seat, suddenly taking on a slightly more professional look. Very slightly, considering how she's still drinking a milkshake in a t-shirt with a cartoon canary on it. "See, I've got a bunch of pigs back home. Well.. Sort of home. Taking care of 'em right takes a long time, though, and I make enough money from... Other stuff that I... Could pay someone else to do it for me after I teach 'em how." She tilts her head at Akebono and raises her eyebrow suggestively. "See where I'm going with this?"
Graf Zeppelin	".........." Silence. And Akebono thinks on what Sanary just said. "...Pfffthahahahahahaha!" ANd then she bursts out laughing! "Oh! Oh god! Oh shit! AHahahahahAHAh!" She doubles over, holding her stomach, and slapping the table with her other hand. "My boss...and that loser....? HAH! AHAHAHA!" And then she faceplants into the table laughing still. ...Oh boy. Way to be totally wrong. It took a bit of a while before the girl finally managed to remember to breathe again. Eventually. A deep intake of breath, and then a huge exhale. "Phew! Oh man...I needed that." She really did. Suddenly she didn't look so pissed off anymore. But then Sanary starts talking about pigs! "...Pigs? You want me to fuck around chasing after pigs in the mud or something? What the hell, lady?" She arched a brow in an unamused fashion. That was a joke, right?
Sanary Rondel	Sanary's looking rather pleased with herself at Akebono's reaction, although she does feel just a smidge sympathetic for whoever the guy is that she's got such a low opinion of. Don't worry, Will. At least someone's dating you! Sanary's still grinning, of course, even after Akebono hits her face on the table, and she takes another sip of her milkshake while leaning back. She waits until the girl picks her head back up before sliding a napkin over just in case the table wasn't completely cleaned. "Pigs, yeah. It's not glamorous work, but it's pretty straightforward. Won't have me breathing down your neck, and it's probably better than whatever it is you're doing, right?" Sanary finishes her milkshake with a few spurts of loud, empty sucking before peering into her cup. She stares in there for a moment to make sure she's looking sufficiently disintered herself, then back at Akebono when the time is right! "I mean... What do you do, anyway?"
Graf Zeppelin	Akebono spent a bunch of time laughing, so she's not quite finished with her frosty drink. She does wipe the table with the napkin idly while Sanary explains the deal with pigwork. It certainly doesn't sound glamorous as all, but it is fairly straightforward. Would she even want to do that though? ....Ehhhhhhhh. Siiiiiiiip. She disregarded that for now and focused on drinking. And then Sanary asks what Akebono does for a living anyway, and she pauses. "Hah?" Blink blink. "...Eh... " She rubs the back of her neck, trying to figure out a way to say this. "...Uh, I guess I work for a naval military organization? Or some shit like that. Lotsa torpedoes and shells. That kinda crap."
Sanary Rondel	It was worth a shot, at least. Sanary chuckles lightly and fishes a business card out of her pocket, sliding it across the table to Akebono. "In case you change your mind." It has her name, a private line, and even names Sanary as a Confederate officer! That won't be awkward at all. "A navy? Shit, next thing you're gonna tell me is you're a medic or something, too." She chuckles lightly, although there's another hint of sympathy in her tone. Even if their ages might not be too far apart, that doesn't mean Sanary can't still feel bad about someone younger-looking than her being stuck in a war! "Eeeh... Well. Offer still stands if you want to get out of all that. I gotta get my stuff back home either way 'cause.. Well, you know how it is. More work, more shit to deal with."
Graf Zeppelin	Someone younger than her, huh? If only Sanary knew. If only either of them knew. Akebono looks down at the card slid her way, and blinks, reading over the name. "...Sanary....Rondel...Confederate Officer...." "........." "......" "..." Akebono shoots up to her feet, pointing indignantly at Sanary. "It's you! You're the one who keeps getting into our business and fucking things up with those other feds and that bitch Wo!" Whoops. The cat was out of the bag now! ...So how about that offer, huh?
Sanary Rondel	Sanary's first reaction is just giving Akebono a look of utter confusion. "Uh... Wha? What business? You know W-..." And then the pieces finally start falling into place. The navy? Dressed like a student? Knowing Wo in some manner? Things just got awkward really fast. And yet... The healer can't quite get herself to get angry. She just had a really good milkshake with only one hair in it, and... "... Does that change anything about I said?" She gets up from her seat and certainly looks more guarded in her stance (or as guarded as she can with several bags of junk food), but her face just looks tired. Maybe even a little... Disappointed? "We were talking just fine a second ago. So what's the difference now?"
Graf Zeppelin	"......." Akebono stares down Sanary for several more seconds after she speaks, her arm lowering. Did she have any weapons on her? She didn't make it plainly obvious, so that was a huge question mark. But really, what was one shipgirl without her fitout going to do? ....That question doesn't get answered, thankfully, as Akebono sucks in a breath and then sighs. "..God damn it. Forget it." She grumbles, remaining standing, but bringing the straw of her drink to her mouth. "I don't got time to be messing with feds off the clock." She looked left and right, as if to make a point. "We ain't on the seas, and you ain't blowing shit up with Wo, so..... whatever." As long as she's not pissed off, right? She left her pay on the table and pocketed the card. "I'll think about it." And then she's off. She never said her name.
Sanary Rondel	For better or for worse, Sanary didn't have any of her weapons on her, either! She doesn't need those to go grocery/junk food shopping, after all. She's still watching Akebono closely all the same, of course, letting out a vaguely relieved sigh when it look like she's not interested in coming to blows either. "No... No, we're not. I got nothing against you, so..." The healer shrugs, and she puts her own payment on the table as well. Her quirks her eyebrow again at the fact that her card's not there any more, too. "... Still pissed at your boss, though. Take it easy." She'll get that name sooner or later.