First Strike

[ogrewhelming]

Characters: Sakura Oogami and YOU
Setting: Room 2-03, Floor 15, Cafeteria
Format: Action brackets, will match if preferred.
Summary: One of the new kids investigating.
Warnings: No spoilers in the entry itself, but some for up to chapter four are likely to crop up in threads.

[There's no known force in the universe that can get Sakura to break her morning routine… But for the sake of suddenly being equipped with roommates, she will save the more involved exercises and the kiai for later in the day. She's currently going through a series of basic leg stretches on the floor.]


[Even after a few days have gone by, there's still plenty of tower left to explore. Sakura is in the process of doing this. The workshop is a floor particularly worthy of intense investigation - if she's to recreate her favorite workout method, this would be the place, would it not? There's a wide variety of regular hammers, that's a good start…

And over by that work bench, at last, a sturdy sledgehammer! It's wonderful to have one in her hands again. Her hands practically itch with the desire to start swinging it this instant… but that would be unsafe, particularly after being so out of practice. Would they have tires here? In any case, there's a sinister-looking person prowling around the floor, clutching a large hammer and muttering softly to herself.]

…Something to hit. I need something to hit…


[After an enlightening and thankfully non-fatal jaunt through several floors of tower, Sakura is relaxing over a leisurely cup of tea. She looks about as friendly and approachable as it is possible for her to ever look.]

Comments

[legatus]

[Congratulations, you aren't running in fear from him like most do the first time. He stares at her for a few more seconds before finally speaking.]

...Make sure it's back in one piece.

[He has no idea how a hammer ties in that, but he isn't going to judge. He just grabs the next biggest one on the line, and holds it with one hand over his shoulder like it's no big deal.]

Need it to fix a sword later.

[ogrewhelming]

[He must be concealing some impressive muscles under that heavy coat. And that is a warrior's face if she ever saw one. He has her tentative approval.]

It's of sturdy make. I shall make sure it remains in good condition.

[legatus]

[Actually now that he thinks about it, he does have something else to say.]

Do you have a sparring partner? I know someone that's pretty much all he does day and night. Bet he wouldn't mind going against you...he might look scrawny when you see him, but he was the head of the boxing club. Guy knows how to throw his punches.

[Excellent idea. Get Aki him off his back for a bit and...admittedly, he wants to see his friend's reaction at her. Who said Shinji didn't have a hint of humor in his body?]

[ogrewhelming]

As it happens, I have been looking for a suitable opponent for some time. I would be happy to test this man's abilities against my own. My name is Sakura Oogami, and my own specialty is Mixed Martial Arts. You may tell him that.

[legatus]

...Right. I will. His name's Akihiko Sanada.

[A small pause.]

Mine's Shinjiro Aragaki.

[ogrewhelming]

A pleasure to meet you.

[She turns to leave. Anything else, mysterious hammer fellow?]

[legatus]

[Not really, he just gives her a nod, before going right back to forging.

...you know, like grabbing that obviously red-hot piece of metal with just his hands and not looking like he's being harmed any. Typical stuff.]