Akui meets Riley(Private)

Riley Stanos; world champion boxer and giant pervert was hitting the large bag in the middle of the room across from the shooting range. She had no idea why this was situated like this, but rarely minded for a very good reason. A lot of the girls in the school used guns and this position allowed her a very nice view. There had been like 5 gals there today for the like two hours she'd been there.

Not that she hadn't attracted attention. She was wearing her bandage bra with her coat on, and the only real big clothing she wore were her pants. Even then it was mostly tight fitting. She'd had men come challenge her; only to back off when they realised just who she was. Not that the giant dent in the bag she was thrusting her fists into helped. You had to have one hell of an arm and one hell of a restraint to do that to a bag and not break it.

There was this girl that arrived in the range; much shorter then Riley. She had pink hair. It was obvious she was a girl... which meant Riley got distracted. Which then in turn meant she accidently punched the bag off it's chain and kept staring at what would be called a butt of a girl she didn't know. Normal day for her... even though it was like 2 O'Clock.

It had taken a lot of effort for her to even get up this morning, but she had somehow managed it even though all she felt like doing was sinking into her bed and shutting her eyes and never opening them again...at least that's how she felt before her morning injection. As with every other day, everything felt great after that...nothing could truly phase her once she dosed up.

After a few minutes of letting it course through her body, Akui got out of bed and straightened her hair so that it contained the usual spikes in the front. She had felt like going and changing up her hair color again, maybe streaks or some white to go with the pink, but she didn't really have the money or time to address that today. She picked up Agony and Infamy, and after giving them a quick going-over, adjusted them to travel mode and proceeded to leave her dorm.

Akui had adjusted a while back to the fact that everything appeared to be surrounded in a haze, which was just fine with her as there was no point making an effort to figure out the details, and it had a sort of calming effect knowing that nothing seemed to stand out and that she didn't have to adjust or perceive...or really pay any attention to anyone. She was in fact so distracted by the lack of caring she was feeling that she only just noticed that she had wandered past the class she was supposed to attend. She briefly glanced over and noticed that the instructor was a male, and as such she moseyed on by and decided she would do something else with her allotted time today.

Waves of people blurred past her in the haze as she trudged with her head down but eyes forward, and she reached the end of the hallway in what felt like a rather quick manner even though she was moving so slowly. She looked up to the wall, which had a sign that read '<- Cafeteria' and 'Combat Practice ->', and she realized she had to make a decision. She noted she was a bit peckish, but nothing major, and she also noted that it had been a while since her last time wielding Agony and Infamy in combat...not since the incident with the faunus girl. In light of this realization, she chose to head in the direction of the training room for a refresher course as it were.

After trudging along for a few minutes with her hands in her hoodie pockets, she stumbled across the training room: this was evident by not only the sign, but also by the mats, dummies, bags and targets strung about the room. She headed towards the shooting range portion of the room and on her way there she heard a loud crash that was sort of muffled due to her state of mind, but she turned to see someone having just punched the bag so hard it was irreparable and leaking sand everywhere. Whoever they were seemed to be looking at her as well, but she couldn't really be bothered with them, however the destruction of the bag was a rather impressive feat.

She returned her attention to the shooting range and positioned herself as she normally would for her shooting stance...but something felt...odd. She felt uncomfortable and tight from the waist down, and after a quick glance she understood why: the pants she was wearing were loaned from the academy, and she hadn't unpacked her other clothes yet as they had just shipped in from the Bellmuse Police Department last night. They were form-fitting business jeans that did not fit her in terms of her hips and butt, two things she had more than she pleased of, and made her feel like they were sticking to her skin...which was irritating in multiple ways.

She sighed in a rather grumbly manner and resumed to taking her stance with her legs a small distance apart, and then flipped off her silver-chrome bracelets into the air who then turned into Agony and Infamy. She then caught them as they fell, and after a small twirl and spin show, aimed them both at the center of the target and opened fire with single slow shots...just a small warm up for what was next.

Whispers could be heard;

"Is that Akui? The leader of the Pink Death?"

"Maybe; but I think that's...Riley Stanos... and is she staring at that gangsters bum?"

Both very astute observations made from very astute people... none of which were Riley. Riley wasn't known for her smarts she was known for her punches... which is why she set up a new bag and started punching it while staring at the butt of this person people were whispering about... supposedly her name is Akui? Who knows. All Riley knew is she had a nice butt. Of course; she noted that those were clothes given by the school or something like that; otherwise they might not be so restricting. That's the one thing she disliked about the clothing she was originally given. It was so restricting.

She had to question just how much the rest of her body was being hidden by the hoodie she was wearing. Not that this stopped her from eyeing the rest of the girls body, it just made her want to know. Riley just seemed to have an insatiable lust of knowledge when it came to women... or rather just normal insatiable lust that she had. Who knew. It was glorious to most people either way except in this case. When two of the most imfamous women in the school were sitting across the room from each other and one happened to be staring at the others butt.

Riley wouldn't say anything; she'd just stare. As Riley would do with any other woman.

After about six shots from each glock, all of which had hit dead center, Akui had decided that was definitely enough time babying herself and her guns. She eased into the semi-automatic benefit of her glocks for the next four shots, all of which also hit dead center...then she let it rock for the last ten shots of her mags, hitting her top firing speed and drilling a fine hole through the center of the target in front of her.

The last baby step was testing her hand-eye coordination...or at least what one would call that, seeing as it was more her muscle memory and reflexes since she never looked at her hands, only where she was aiming. It would seem all like one fluid motion to anyone watching: Her dropping out the mags from Agony and Infamy as she tossed them up for air time in a cris-cross motion similar to an 'X', her triggering her Semblance to pop off a mag from each of her upper-arm bracelets and having them drop into her hands, her gently tossing them up and into both glocks as they came down, grabbing them into the opposite hands they were in prior, spinning and tossing them lightly like a small juggle session...which used the momentum and positioning to lock the mags into place...and then simply doing what she had always done: What her crew had dubbed 'The Jester.'

She continued the light juggle without skipping a beat and opened fire, all the while maintaining her juggle. It only lasted a few seconds, but she unloaded both full clips of twenty shots each, finishing it off with another light toss of her glocks and reloaded them in the same manner as before, stopping herself before she opened fire and just pointed both guns at the target.

While not every bullet hit dead center, that as okay, as it was not the purpose as they did hit their mark: the target in front of her was now decorated with a lovely skull and crossbones made out of the bullet holes. Akui never smiled, but she did get a slight smirk: it was always nice to know you still got what it takes.

She heard some whispers that sounded like no more than intelligible buzzing, so paying all the others in the room no mind, she prepared herself to go a little beyond what was necessary for a warm-up. In preps for this, she backed up a foot or two and looked around in search for a new target.

Jerking her head back to focus; she wasn't to be out-done dammit. She lined up two bags behind the current one and riled her arm back, spinning it. Three bags was probably her max as of the moment. She had been training for like four hours. She was winding up her punch and she spun her arms a total of about six times before letting it loose as hard as she could. This punched a hole straight through the first bag and pushed the other two off the chains and made them fly back. She was not about to be out-done...dammit.

After that though. She noticed something was a bit closer than before. Something nice and round. Something that she was staring at before she threw that punch. It was the butt. It was closer and it was an extremely nice butt. How nice you ask? Very nice. At least, in Rileys very educated opinion...s. She still didn't speak up but moved a bit to the side so that the butt would colide into her and make Riley pleased.

However. If one would look over to the bags; they'd realise that all three had broken, albeit not as bad as the first one.

Despite the crashing she heard behind her, Akui actually felt great: not only were her skills on point, but she actually felt the smallest smidgen of pride and happiness revolving around herself. In light of this, she decided it was time for more than a warm-up or actual practice: it was time to be a bit of a show-boat.

Two fresh targets come into view with her backing up, one on the left and right of the original she had done in. This was perfect, as it was one for each hand, and she began to perform a slightly heavier version of 'The Jester': this involved the guns being juggled higher than before as they both had different targets, but it was something Akui managed with ease. After about five seconds and one and a half rotations, Akui had decorated the target on the left with a dollar sign, while the one on the right was a two-headed snake. Each one was crafted just as distinguishably as the first: very detailed and obvious what the design was, even from a distance.

With half a clip left in each glock, she noted the dummies on either side of the room, and pointed her guns at them. Everyone moved out of the way as she looked forward and fired three shots from each glock: one in the crotch, one in the chest, and one in the head...with each dummy being about fifteen feet away...and she had been looking forward the entire time.

She backed up a few paces, and while looking towards even still and on the move, she fired three more shots from each glock and wounding the next two dummies in the same fashion...each hit definitely fatal. She then tossed both glocks downward in an arcing motion, but not before having them fire downward and having the bullets hit the ground and bounce back up at an angle. During this, Agony and Infamy had nearly completed and complete circle in motion, and Akui had performed a back-flip and snagged them mid-air...then fired another shot without looking from each glock. These bullets fired straight ahead and eventually came into contact with the previous bullets, which angled them in such a fashion as to wound both the head and groan area of each dummy, both shots dead center.

Having nearly completed her back-flip, she let go of both glocks and dropped a mag into each of her palms. She stuck the landing perfectly and tossed her left mag up and into Infamy, checking it in her left hand and giving it a twirl to lock in the mag. She then launched backwards again in a bit of a pushoff from her forward foot and tossed first the second mag followed by Infamy: The mag inserted itself into Agony, and the contact from Infamy locked it in, with Akui performing a non-skating equivalent of a Triple Axel. She nailed the landing as she caught both Agony and Infamy, then performed a backwards somersault.

Upon completing the somersault, she was bending over a bit on one knee and added a final twirls of her glocks before taking aim at her next targer: the fan attached to the training room ceiling, moving at top speed. Little did she know how close she was to someone, who that someone was, and what kind of position she had put herself in.

As the woman landed, Riley noted her amusing amount of skill with guns. Riley'd have to guess that she didn't have as much skill with her own two hands though. Maybe not with fighting at least; although she had no idea this girls past for her to be so decent at using guns. Maybe she was an ex-gunshow gal? Did those even run anymore? Riley had no idea but it'd be interesting, and she noticed that the girl landed really close to her and she wasn't sure how she felt about it; but then she decided to know what to do.

She went to the corner and found the 'hard-mode' android, not quite as human as most of the androids, this one was meant purely meant to be beaten... or beat you up. She put it on impossible mode after clearing a bit of room. One of the crowd yelled something about not doing it; not even you can beat it. That's never went and stopped Riley; or else she wouldn't have became the world champ in boxing, would she?

The match would start and a gleaming smile would be shown on Rileys face and she slipped in and out of this robots guard, not even attempting to hit it as it threw expert shots... which none of hit Riley. She went close and started weaving her head in and out, dodging the head-shots and the rare body shot. Her closeness to the android made it far more difficult to hit her in the body then in the head.

This went on for about two minutes; and it was clear she was faster than the robo-boxer; and she laughed as it was time to finish this nerd of a bot.

"You know... if you could adapt a bit faster; that'd help. It's honestly what makes me good at what I do."

She waited until the robot threw a left hook, which she went under and hit the robot in the face-plate with a hard right haymaker; a real hard shot that completely rocked the robot, and then threw a left upper-cut into the robots gut area, before backing off and nailing the now reeling robot in the chin with the biggest upper-cut most had seen. It made the robot jump off the ground and land back, and it turned off.

The crowd was clearly torn between the two experts; one with guns and one with fists, there were an argument or two in the crowd while the rest were just awestruck. It was Riley's turn to be louder...then loud.

"Oi! Pinky! What's yer name? Mines Riley Stanos; better known as the World Champion; Sport being boxing!" She said... loudly. Real loud. Just in case Akui wouldn't hear her normally. She... Well she had her talents, didn't she?

She then glaces down at the bum of Akui again and yet again, became entranced. It wasn't her fault; it was honestly a nice one.

At least.

According to Riley. Yet... a bunch of butts were nice according to Riley. This butt. It was better than the rest.

Akui was just about to open fire on the ceiling fan when she heard some muttering. She looked around and saw everyone looking at her, and then their attention focused just beyond her. She glanced over in the same direction and noticed someone in red beating up a robot. The poor robot couldn't even put up much of a challenge for the red one, and after a short time the red one produced a combo of fisticuffs and turned the lights off the robot without pressing the button or flipping a switch, just outright knocking it out.

As the red one turned around, Akui noticed that a crowd had formed around the training room. The were all staring at both herself and the red one, but Akui really didn't care about the crowd and was about to fire her shots again when a boisterous voice filled the air...one that her haze could not mask.

"Oi! Pinky! What's yer name? Mines Riley Stanos; better known as the World Champion; Sport being boxing!"

Akui sighed: yet another obnoxious male, who was no doubt showing off just to get her attention though means of savagery, shouting to demand her attention when the flexing didn't work...but only just long enough before ogling her ass like it was a piece of delicious fruit and he hadn't eaten for days. Pathetic and unoriginal, and above all irritating...and not worth the breath she wasted with her sigh.

She looked back up at the ceiling fan and aimed, then opened fire. Her bullet ricocheted off the speeding fan and flew off in many directions, but they all hit their marks due to her timing and aim: Every dummy in the room earned a bullet in the head, as well as the remaining punching bags, dead-center on the few previously unaltered targets, took out each lowest window in the room, two for the dead robot, and one shot that landed right in front of the red one before ricocheting above him and into the next fan to be slung through the heads of a group of nearby training droids.

Akui twirled her glocks on blew away the smoke they had produced, a slightly bigger smirk on her face than earlier: her gunplay was on-point, her ability to gauge proper angles as still there, and she always enjoyed a bit of destruction. Today was decent so far, and Akui actually felt a little bit good about herself, although it had nothing to do with the man in the red. She pulled the keychain on each glock and tossed them lightly, having them transform back into bracelets and fall around her wrists. She then proceeded to walk back the way she came, deciding it was time to grab a bite to eat.

She walked onward and in doing so, walked towards the man in red. She strutted on by without even glancing at him, then paused only to turn with her back facing him and proceed to head towards the exit.

How rude was this chick? Nearly shooting her. She liked the guts on this chick, to nearly shoot a girl like her! She was one of the most famous girls at this school...and this girl was trying to shoot her. What a bastard. She'd have to teach her a lesson; and had a few choice words for her. Plus. She didn't even tell Riley her name; that's the true hurtful part. How dare she not even tell Riley her name! Otherwise, she'd call her pinky.

When she noticed Akui walking away, she decided to see if it's because she thought Riley was a guy...which was rude first off; and how dare she second of all. One doesn't simply tell her to bugger off like that and not actually say it.

She walked towards Pinky and would drape her arms around the shorter gal and bring her close enough to put her chin on top of her head.

"I'd understand not talking to guys; but come on. I'm a fellow chick, why you gotta be so mean to me?"

She'd lean her face down to Akuis ear.

"I could give you such a nice time."

She'd keep her arms draped around Akui though.

Akui was nearly out the doorway when she felt someone wrap her arms around her and drag her backwards. This immediately flooded panic through her body, as this wouldn't have been the first time that happened, and it never had a happy ending. This panic was swimming upstream against the 'Everclear' however, and it wasn't doing so well making headway, and this just left Akui somewhat stunned and oddly compliant.

She heard something about not liking guys, but everything else was blocked out as Akui knew where this was going: Not only was this guy not giving up, but he was now trying to swoon her with sickeningly bittersweet words, because Remnant knows that the display of aggressive behavior and the call out in front of everyone in the room didn't do the trick. She had made up her mind: she would respond according to his next response. If he backed off, she would let him off with a warning, but if he pursued she wouldn't be so kind.

"I could give you such a nice time."

The loudmouth had sealed his fate.

Akui unhitched Agony and Infamy, and if a small whip they were armed. She moved forward enough for his gross chin to slide off her shoulder, and she turned around and pointed Infamy at his head while Agony pointed down, aiming at his other head. She released the safety on both and tapped the button on each to switch the chamber to use Fire Dust gunpowder. Then she just glared into the eyes of the red man with a very displeased look in her eyes.

'I'm so sick of you f****** pigs and your goddamn bull****.' Akui then noticed the feathers attached to the man, and when her eyes returned to his her glare had even more hatred. 'I don't know whether it's your testosterone, your animalistic instincts, or you just think you should have whatever you want...and I don't f****** care to know. What you should care to know is that if you don't back your f****** happy ass on down, I'm going to give your balls a burning sensation no cream can fix. You may be an animal, but I'm not your goddamn prey, so move your arms and f*** off.' She didn't flicker her gaze from this disgusting man's gaze, even though she knew everyone was watching them, she didn't care.

She would never just take what a man would dish out ever again, and this was no exception. He would either comply and move his arms, in which she would be on her way to get something to snack on and he would never bother her again...or he would be less of a man than he had ever been. The choices were crystal clear, and Akui was fine with either outcome, although she really did enjoy a little bit of destruction every now and then.

"What balls? I told you. I'm a chick. Not a dude. Come on now."

Riley had a goofy smile on her face. Sure. This girl was holding a gun to her head and her... well, her rather private areas she did rather private things to. She'd rather it not have bullet in it... and that went for her head as well. Having fists into her face were just fine, and not out of the ordinary. Having bullets there were a significantly less occurring thing; where she didn't have them very often. She also didn't move her arms; keeping them on pink-hair as long as she wished. She wasn't scared by these guns. It's not like they could hurt her like Papa Stanos could. Now there's a scary guy.

Then again; he wouldn't harm his daughter... on purpose. Some of those hugs were rather strong. Too strong even. Yet, she was happy for each and everyone. After-all, she was only 19! What did she have to lose? It's not like they weren't aware she went after girls. She brought one or two home after all. Just like El- No no. She shouldn't think of her. She has new girl friend material in front of her. Pink-Hair.

Pink-Hairs hair was really nice anyhow. Especially her butt. Her butt was nice. Maybe her other assets were nice; just maybe.

This time, Akui heard the red man's words loud and clear.

"What balls? I told you. I'm a chick. Not a dude. Come on now."

This only pissed her off more: What the hell was he trying to do here? Swoon her with ridiculous words like that? What exactly was he trying to prove, that any girl can be owned as long as you babble on about stupid stuff?

Akui was definitely not amused, and she demonstrated such by shoving Infamy in the loudmouth's face, squishing his nose, and shoving Agony's muzzle right up into his junk. 'Look, you motherf******, who are you trying to fool? Do I look like a f****** idi-' Akui stopped because of something lacking near the muzzle of Agony. She felt no squishy resistance that usually accompanies the act of sticking a gun's muzzle into the crotch of a man. She slowly looked down and just stared.

Then she poked it with her muzzle.

...then she poked it again.

Then she slid it up, then down...then up once more, and down once more, up to the middle...and the poked it twice more for good measure.

Yep, there was definitely no guy parts there, Akui was sure of that. That means that she had just assumed the whole time that she was speaking with a man, and she was dead wrong about that. Even though normally such a thing would bring embarrassment, Akui felt no heart flutters or heated cheeks, she just felt rather stoic about the whole thing. She then returned her glocks to travel mode around her wrists and held out her hands to the to the side, palms up, her body position now much more relaxed.

'S***, my bad sister. To be fair though, you do sound kinda like a macho asshole of a douche. You also f****** hit harder than any guy I've ever seen, much harder, and you're crazy light on your feet. I'm not much for getting my hands bloody, but you just f****** knocked the s*** out of that robot, I don't think even a brand f******* new motherboard could bring that poor sap back. With all that and the overzealously huggy and overly f****** sensual introduction combined, hopefully you can understand my mistake.'

Akui then noticed her arms were still around her, and she ducked down and went under and out, then stood back up. She then looked at the beefy chick in red again. 'Listen, I was just about to grab a bit to eat at the cafeteria. If you wanna follow along, I'll buy you some s*** to eat. That cool?' She stood there with one hand on her hip, waiting for the chick's response.

"I don't need you to buy me food... your looks are enough. It's not like I'm not rich from the signifigant amount of money given to me by these... whatchamacallems, social groups? Yeah. They gave me lots of money and I've just kinda kept them. The entirety of my money is in the... probs million+ range or something like that number."

She had elected to ignore her shopping habits and the fact that that number was more then a little bit off. She wasn't poor though. It was amazing how much money you could raise when you're breaking social barriers... that really required no breaking. Seriously. All it took was some sweet-words and some even sweeter fists.

She had elected to ignore the feeling that she felt; as it was not appropriate for the time. She did put her arms in her pants pockets; yawning a bit. It was honestly a bit boring being the only one hitting on the chick, however... her response was interesting. Extremely interesting.

Imagi-

Bad Riley. Don't have those thoughts. You don't even have her name.

"Pink-hair; did I even actually get your name?"

Not that she minded imagining all sorts of glorious, amazing names for her, she wanted to know her real name. Which was probably Janet or something. She just really hoped it wasn't Elise.

Akui was rather confused with her statement, more so what she was trying to imply about Akui herself rather than her financial situation. What does she mean by 'looks being enough?' Maybe she just wants to hang out? Akui was trying to determine her demeanor and dialog, but she couldn't grasp anything other than her just being overly friendly and that being sexual was just her style. Akui debated the right course of action, as she technically owed the woman some sort of compensation.

Akui decided to again extend the invite. '...Right. I can understand not having to worry about paying all your dues...or at least I did until the f******* system locked me out. Man, f*** them in the ass. The name is Akui, by the by. Riley, wasn't it? I like it, fits your badass vibe well.Well, if you want to tag along with me anyway and just shoot the s*** while stuffing ourselves, the offer is still there...for now.' Akui did her best to pull off an inviting smile, but she could tell it didn't work very well.

She then turned around and walked to the doorway, then leaned against it and looked at the chick in red. She noted that her getup and her build was rather man-like as well, which definitely didn't help with the previous event. She wondered if she too dressed in a way to ward of men, taking the the masculine approach to the maximum, making sure she could take hits and dish them out harder in order to teach men their place.

If that was so, maybe the two would get along much better than one would think, regardless of how they met.

"Surree. Why not?"

The words came out of Rileys mouth to Akui as she now let the thoughts go through her head. They were on name to name basis now after-all. Not that it was proper... but... one must ask when exactly was Riley ever proper at all? Let's be real here. Never. Ever. She was the least proper person ever. If one would ask her to do some stuff; she probably would. Cause...reasons.

She'd start walking towards the cafeteria so that they could get this underway though. Maybe they could go on the first date... and then to the roo- no no. Bad Riley. Stop this thinking until you know more about her, not that she just looks really nice...

and smells really nice.

Bah. Darn your womanly wiles Akui! At least; that's what Riley would have said if she wasn't so distracted by Akui... and her real Akuiness.

Akui had a feeling that this Riley chick would agree to having breakfast with her, but why she had that feeling or why this chick was so eager to spend time with a random stranger that just threatened to blow her face off was beyond her own understanding. Besides, she wasn't in the frame of mind to worry or think about such things...nor was she ever, really.

Riley had a bit of a set pace that was faster than Akui's slouched and sluggish one, one that appeared to be full of some sort of determination. Akui did her best to pick up her pace to keep up, but even though she left the training room first, the chick in red named Riley had passed her up and was a bit ahead. They were halfway down the hallway that lead to the cafeteria before Akui spoke up. She noticed again that this Riley chick had red feathers, but she really didn't know if she was a Faunus or not, she only assumed. She decided to get answers.

'Hey...so, you're one of the Faunus things, right? I've always wondered if you guys have separated classes and s***, or if you are all just grouped together in one giant clusterf***. Like, are you a different type of Faunus if you have rabbit ears instead of feathers or claws? Or do you guys all just fall under the one f****** title of Faunus?'

Akui was surprised that she even managed to have such a complex thought, much less that she could voice it. Normally she just slugged and sloshed around and didn't associate with anyone, and it made things simpler...but it didn't necessarily make them easier. Akui was still bouncing around the idea of being able to talk to and potentially get to know this weird chick in red.

"I dunno. Couldn't tell you a damn thing. I mean, from my understanding, we're all fanus and we're all part something or otha'. I'm a birdy fanus, papa bear...was a bear. There was a reason why I call him Papa Bear, and it's not just cause it's giant, you feel?" She used it, but she couldn't discern the reason. She'd have to think back.

Not that she exactly... cared. Nope. She more cared about how her face was red from a few of the less...savory thoughts were coming to fruition. Fruition that she always loved but never told anyone about. Much too shy, contrary to conversation. She really sucked at starting conversation. Sure, once she got into conversation, she managed to become the open kinda girl that most guys might want.

Too bad she wasn't interested in them. She was more interesting in girls, and at this moment, Akui... or Pink-hair. She couldn't decide exactly what to call this girl in pink. Adorable nick-name or real name. Suck hard choices came about when it was Riley. Just like... gah. She couldn't think of any names that she gave to other girls; and not just because a large part of what was going through her mind, was Akui.

She then realized she should probably slow down for Akui’s shorter legs, so she slowed down for Pink-hair, and decided to continue her answer.

“I mean. It’s just like humans; I ‘Spose. Yall hurt each other, yall are under one name, and so are we. I mean, sure, we might be judged and prosecuted a bit unfair. It could be worse though. I mean. I fought the humans, white-fang, among other things. I fought White-F-“ She stopped herself before she said much more as the two would likely arrive to the lunch-room.
She’d hesitate before entering the room. She had already got into a fight in here cause someone decided to be a di*khead and attempt to fight her when she would be just sitting at the lunch-room, eating her food, staring at some … other people, surely not the guys girlfriend. Otherwise his tirade about various things would have included her staring at his girl-friend. Which. You know. Did happen, but never in his tirade did he say anything about that.

She decided…to not enter without Akui taking the front. There might be multiple people, you know. His friends, and she didn’t want to deal with the idea of breaking the rules because of yet another fight. Seriously. What in the absolute hell would she do with yet another infraction on her not-quite-healed record would make her think that it’d be a good idea. Not with the fact that she’s a known boxer; a world champion one at that.

Akui actually made sure she paid the best of her attention to Riley Red Chick as she was talking, something that surprised her a bit, as that wasn't her nature to...well...care? Akui wasn't sure of whether she had heard her correctly or not, but she swore that this chick had said she was a bird faunus and her dad was a bear faunus. Akui decided that it didn't matter and that her brain was unable to try and piece together how that sounded fundamentally impossible.

Akui noticed that they were almost ready to enter the cafeteria, and she also noticed that Riley had gotten a rather big lead on her, but the red faunus chick stopped and waited for her to catch up before they resumed their trek to the wonders of the food court.

She basically explained to Akui what she had thought, and that was that the term 'faunus' aplies to their race in the same way 'human' does to hers. She also hinted at them having similar issues among themselves, which Akui found to be a bit odd as she thought they would be united against humans rather than having their disputes between each other. She wasn't a faunus, however, so she wouldn't know much about their race or their issues, so she was probably totally wrong.

'True s***. Fair enough.' was her response to her what the red faunus chick had told her. It seemed she was going say something else, but stopped once they got to the doorway of the cafeteria. Akui noted that she had some sort of wary look on her face, and she decided to go around her and get in line.

'For someone knocked the f*** out of a robot, you seem awful frighted to walk into the food court. I mean, the food in here isn't top-of-the-line, but it's not that f****** bad. Trust me, I know the epitome of eating s*** food that not even pigs should have to eat.' Akui...was actually teasing this chick? Sure, it came out rather monotone without much emotion, but she was teasing the feathered one none the less.

Akui grabbed herself a tray and handed one to Riley. Akui was so focused on the food ahead and was in her haze that she didn't notice the a guy that had been sitting at the table looked in their direction and had gotten up and was moving towards them.

OCC:

The boy that Akui had seen had darker skin than most,but didn’t stand tall compared to most guys. Standing at approximate height of 5’9”, he was handsome to most. Looking akin to an indian prince, he strode with a grace that held the attention of most girls, except for Riley and most likely Akui, and glared at Riley. Up, behind him, popped up six other people, all guys.

“Riley Stanos, you’re so strong yet you find reason to hit on my girlfriend, soon to be… Princess. It’s as though you’re asking for a beating.”

Riley had walked in behind the far-shorter Akui, and she was paralyzed to do anything, namely because she didn’t want to get suspended. That would be horrible. Momma Stanos wouldn’t have any of it, and would probably wring her a good one. Wring her for fighting, even though that’s what she does best. It’s known that she takes fighting super seriously.

At least. When she’s fighting proper fights, not stupid one’s that are completely unneeded. Like this one, which she’d preferably leave to her gun toting friend who...teased her? Not that she could figure it as a tease, it’s just that it kinda happened.

(Sorry for wait, life too strong.)

Akui noticed that Riley still hadn't moved or spoke, and she heard someone talking behind her.

“Riley Stanos, you’re so strong yet you find reason to hit on my girlfriend, soon to be… Princess. It’s as though you’re asking for a beating.”

She turned and looked to see a group of guys had stopped the flow of traffic for the cafeteria line. The one in the middle was the one who had opened hi big mouth, the other were chuckling or cracking their knuckles. They obviously had beef with the red chicken chick, but she hadn't even moved or spoke. She knew that she could lay these punks out easy, but she wasn't for some reason, so Akui decided she'd deal with these pricks.

And that's exactly what she did: she walked right up to the one who was just running his mouth and grabbed him by the shirt collar.

'Look, you motherf***er. I don't give a f*** who you are, you don't just come up starting s*** over such bulls***. You don't own her or your girlfriend, so knock off the 'high-and-mighty' bulls*** and sit your pathetic ass back down and enjoy your goddamn meal with a lower level of testosterone and act like an actual prince would, you f***ing prick.'

The prince himself looked shocked, but he said nothing...but the males behind him had their courage torn asunder.

'Whoa, that's Akui, Leader of the Pink Death! She's killed men for sport!' one of them said timidly.

'Th-th-they call her Crotchshot...I d-don't w-want to learn w-why!' another of his cronies stuttered.

'I heard that she once took on an entire gang by herself, like twenty guys...and won without breaking a sweat!' another shivered as he spoke, but the prince said nothing.

Akui leaned in close to his face, her tone lower than normal so that only the two of them could hear what she was about to say. 'Heh, looks like your f***ing pathetic little crew is too frightened to do anything, isn't that cute. You know, all of us in line here are awful hungry, I haven't had anything to eat all f***ing day. I suddenly recall a dish I always wanted to try: deep fried testicles. I heard they are a delicacy in certain countries, and I bet that yours would have an amazing f***ing flavor...' she wasn't able to finish, as the prince started trying to back away, which encouraged his cronies to shout and flee in terror. Akui let the male go, and he stumbled due to backing away so fast.

'You...you're crazy! You're even less of a lady than she is!' he practically shrieked, pointing at Riley as he slowly back towards his table where his girlfriend was at.

Akui had an ever so slight smirk on her face as she began her retort. 'Crazy like a chicken with it's f***ing head cut off!' she gave a quick glance at Riley before she looked back at the punk and continued. 'Just do us all a f***ing favor and sit your stupid prick ass down next to your 'more of a lady' and act like more of a prince yourself instead of a douchebag who gets all f***ing macho and s*** over such bulls***.' At that, the prince quickly sat down next to his girlfriend, looking at them only once before giving her his undivided attention.

Akui then moved up in line, grabbing some silverware and hoping that there was something good in line to eat...because she was starving now.

Seeing the sheer badassary that was Akui dealing with the thugs, Riley made a mental note to never try to impose her will upon Akui. Probably wouldn't work. At least, with her luck that's how it'd go. She'd already had drool-worthy fantasies, and Akui's sheer do-it-yourself-you-bastards kinda attitude did help her seem even more attractive in Riley's eyes. Well, after a small bit of droll, she went about getting food. Which, unsurprisingly, involved about two burgers, a large soda-pop, and a few protein bars for good measure.

She'd go to a table in the corner near the food-ordering place, and sit down. The table was other-wise empty but clean, making it seem like Riley cleaned it daily. Not true. She got people to keep it clean, also known as the janitor. Which wasn't really her. That was the guys job, and it helped her keep it clean. Riley shook her head as she sat down. Akui couldn't be serious, could she? She just stood her ground and said some stuff and that got them to chicken out? Maybe she should learn a thing or two from her.

She wouldn't min- Bad Riley... okay, normal Riley that thinks like that but still. Not the thoughts to be thinking when you just escaped a conflict that Momma would've murdered you for being in.

"So, Akui. Where'd you learn to be so badass?"

Akui noted that Riley the Red one had picked up some burgers, soda, and protein bars. Akui wasn't quite sure how she stayed so fit eating that kind of stuff, but then again many people wondered the same thing about Akui herself.

Turns out, Akui REALLY was rather hungry, and it showed as she filled her plate: two burgers with the works (minus ketchup), two fried chicken breasts, two eggs-scrambled, a baked potato with the works, and two glasses of lemonade. She looked around and spotted Riley and sat down across from her and immediately focused on one of her burgers. She nearly had it finished when the Chicken Chick had asked her a question.

"So, Akui. Where'd you learn to be so badass?"

Akui threw the last bit of burger into her mouth and finished it before she responded. 'Well, I guess if you consider stupid s*** like that badass. You could have easily f***ed them up, now that would have been badass, their faces mashed up and their blood everywhere. All I did was scare the s*** out of their pathetic little asses, nothing noteworthy there.' Akui paused as she sucked down one of the glasses of lemonade and then tore through half a chicken breast before she spoke again.

'Honestly, it's just simple intimidation. When you are the head of a huge ass gang like I was, that can come easy, but even then you still need to have a few skills in the area I guess...like being able to read what scares the s*** out of someone and use it against them. I always tell people that you should never point your gun unless you mean to shoot the f***er: using your weapon for intimidation is just hiding your weakness behind something, and a strong-willed person can see right through your bulls***.' Akui then finished the chicken breast she had in her hand then plowed through both eggs and half her baked potato before sucking down half her second lemonade and then asked the girl in red a question.

'So, what's your gig? Got to be some sort of legend behind those fists, eh?' Then she dug into the rest of her potato.

Riley, listening intently to Akui, was amazed to hear that a little yet badass chick like her could be the leader of a gang. Then again, the fact that what she said was true, it makes it someone senseful, albeit to Riley, she’d probably believe anything this chick said for a chance at at least the first kiss. While Akui talked, she had chomped down upon the two burgers, and with some tact intact, slurped down the entire soda-pop. When she was asked if there was a supposed legend behind her fists, she got excited.


“I wouldn’t really call them legendary, not quite yet. While I might be the world champion in the whole boxing sport thing, It wasn’t that hard. I just hit harder then them, and that’s what makes it so much easier to win. Also, woman and fanus. Making me the first fanus and woman champion, which isn’t all that impressive. The rest of them are just wimps, few of them put up good fights. In fact, I’ll tell you about the only one who got near beating me.


His name is Enrique Martinez, far from me to pretend to know how to say his middle name. He had an unbeaten record before he got lined up to face me, and we had come to a mutual agreement. Not holding back. Now, to give you an idea. This guy, tan skin and about 6’4, same weight-class as I was. Bit bigger, but both of us knew that neither of us were stupid. So, what did we do? Train in the same gym, so that no one could target me, not him either. I had supporters that threatened death if he actually went through with the fight.


He could punch straight through a bag, his punches had piercing power unlike my punches, which had force. I could hit the bags off the chains and sometimes break them, but the fact is, he had far more piercing power, and with the power he had, I, honest to the boxing god himself, was not sure how I was going to win. I was legitimately nervous that he’d knock me out with a few punches; even with my strength punches.”


She ate her protien bars, and continued her rather long story.


“So, two days before the match, and we’re sitting, resting while talking. We had made sure that we had not fought until the big fight, but we had each seen the others signature punches. I had my right hook, which was neight lethal and extremely fast, but he has his liver shot. Something that took a ton of people out. I heard one person had died, and it just multiplied his piercing power. Yet, I was the one person people considered a possible equal to the man. My sheer force behind a punch registered higher than his, but his also usually broke people when he hit with them.


Especially when they had like swayed into it. The punch wasn’t nearly as scary as the man’s timing.  Especially considering that his power alone allowed him to punch through bags, so imagine that, but timed correctly. However. This also meant he rarely did it unless the opponent dodged into it, which was hard not to do considering his power. A right hook from him felt like a right hook from 6 other boxers.  


Couldn’t be bothered to run away from this fight, and boxing gloves allowed me to go actually all out. I didn’t have to worry about harming my hands as much as I had to worry about taking body shots. Makes a giant difference. Our boxing style was also different. While he dances, my movements were more violent.” This was all being said excitedly, and the story wasn’t finished. She hadn’t gotten to the most exciting part yet.


“So, it’s the day of the fight, and I get backed up and shoved into an alley by a few people, and not wanting an battery charge, I let ‘em back me up into a corner. I was ready to throw them a solid one two, but then they grabbed my arm and jerked it, and I heard a crack in my arm and a sudden surge of pain. I looked over, and like that night with Eli-” A solid note of sadness came into Riley’s voice and she didn’t finished the thought with Elise, and shook her head, thinking about the rest of the story.


“In comes Enrique himself, after my arm had been fractured, and takes them down with startling speed and strength, but most of all, technique.The most important part was that he saved his opponent, and spoke in a rather deep voice. “Do you want to postpone the fight? Your arm… doesn’t look right.”” She had spoken Enrique in the deepest voice she could muster, which was scarily close to a man's, but not as deep as Enriques was… what, four years ago or so? No, no, it must have been even sooner than that, a year at most.


A familiar pain finally tore into her notice as she grasped her own right shoulder. Old scars heal with time, and time was taking itself.


“I shook my head, and snapped it back in place. I wouldn’t deprive the crowds of this, especially not when it could be healed by a quick visit to my momma. I told him that I’d be fine by the time, that I had a momma that’d heal me right up. I went to my momma and she healed me, but she said something. She told me that I ain’t gonna be 100% for a good 6 hours, the fight was in five, so I went to Enrique and told him to hold the fight off for an hour if possible.


Enrique agreed, and I rested for a few hours. Boy were those some hours. I just sat and rested. At the sixth hour, twenty minutes before the postponed fight, I went up to a punching machine and punched it as hard as I could. I broke it. I was at least 95% ready for the fight if not 100%. We got into the ring shortly after, I was red trunks, he was blue trunks. We went at it, and my right hook connected to his chin and he fell back and hit the ropes. After I tried to go in, he dodged back and forth, weaving his head.


This happened a few times, round after round. The biggest round? Nineth round. It was a 10 round fight and it was the 9th round. I had tired out somewhat, so he took advantage and started pushing and punching. He managed to land his signature liver punch while I managed to land my right hook, and we both fell.


I got up at 9, he got up at 9, we had survived each other's signature punch. I go in for another right hook, and he hits another liver shot. I hit the ropes and grasp onto them while having a hard time breathing, while he does the same. It was the closest fight, but I had a trick. My punches were more violent, so I just ran at him with all I had and started throwing lefts and rights, and even though they were being dodged, it was clear that one was going to hit. With ten. TEN. Seconds left, I hit him with a right jab, and he fell back, and the fight was called off, and I slumpped down on the ropes.” She had her exited streak back, but the story was almost over, “I had become the champion. Yet, I still respect Enrique this day.”


She noticed Lunch was soon ending, but waited to Akui to respond.

(Twas supposed to be longer, but time constraints.)

Akui snarfed down the last of her potato, as well as her second chicken breast and burger, and slurped down the last of her lemonade...but this chick was still going on and on about fighting some guy. Not to mistake that she wasn't interested in why she was so well known or the backstory behind her being able to knock out robots built for battle, but Akui assumed it would be a shorter story than what was being provided, plus the ending was obvious as she already mentioned she was the champion boxer person. She at least admired how passionate she was about what she did, even if it was just punching other people. She hung on to certain things, and just looked at her the whole while.

Eventually she ended the story, and apparently lunch was scheduled to end soon...not that Akui cared, as she would probably just go back to her room and work on her latest project, but for this Riley chick she probably had a place she needed to be. "I find it interesting that you earned respect from a man by beating the s*** out of him better than he beat the s*** out of you. I mean, sure, he seemed like a great guy...but why can't guys just respect a woman for who she is without having to be something to fear in some regard? That s*** pisses me the f*** off. Anyway, congratulations and winning that championship, I bet it was a hard f***ing run getting to the top, although knowing you you probably beat the living s*** out of everyone in your path. Wish I could have been as good defending myself back then..." Akui was...feeling sad? Feeling emotion? This shouldn't be right, was she sure she took her injection this morning?

It was time to leave.

Akui stood up and didn't feel any wobble in her knees at this current moment, so she knew she could make it to her room. She began to walk away, gesturing to the chick with one hand while the other stay in her hoodie pocket. "Cya around, Red Robin. You act a lot like man, which blows my f***ing mind as to why, but...you're aight, I guess. Maybe we can hang again sometime." she waggled her fingers as she continue to walk away in the direction of the cafeteria doors. She glanced back one last time...and saw the chick wearing a weird smile, and staring at her ass. A grumpy look filled Akui's face, but not quite a scowl. She grabbed some poor blokes slushie and chucked it at her, hitting the chick in red directly in the chest. She then headed off towards her dorm.

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"...what a weirdo..." she muttered to herself as she opened the door to her dorm room, and plopped down on her bed. She wondered why she would even be interested in looking at her ass in the first place, and why her doing it didn't bother her as much as when a guy did. It was almost like she wanted a piece, but that didn't make any sense at all, she was a chick too! Why did that chick in red act like such a typical man, and why didn't she want to destroy her for it? These thoughts plagued her mind as she began to repair her tinkering goggles.

[Pink-Hair, Out!]

It kinda worried Riley that she felt more then just physically attracted. Usually this didn't happen. Usually it was just a touch and go, usually girls hated or loved her gaping, yet she couldn't get a reading from Akui.

Diving back, she barely dodged the slushy after listening to pink-hair, and staring at the rather glorious bum that she had on her. She had a few thoughts on her mind, including this pink-hair needed to be more lively. Seriosuly she did. How could ANYONE live like that when you could have all the excitement. She'd also have to teach this chick some understanding. She must've been traumatized or something when she was younger. Like, how does one hate the world that much when the worlds so great. Sure, her job was punching others, but it was fun.  She shook her head and cleaned up her plate, and put it where it was supposed to be, and planned on going right back to training.

After all, how else would she make this pink-haired chick like her?

[Red-robin out]