Macht in Another Odd Situation [Vivi/Open]

[ooc: Nice. XD ]


After changing, Vivi slipped on her jacket and zipped it up. Then, reaching for her hair brush to comb out some knots, she heard some scuffling. Quickly putting on her boots, she made her away around the other girls and headed for the exit.
That’s when she saw two guys sticking their head through the door. She paused and looked at them with a furrowed brow.
“What the f—!”she stopped herself before cursing at them. She glanced behind her briefly, then proceeded to shove the two boys out into the hallway.
“Really, you two need to get a life,” she sighed, “If you’re aiming for a career as a peeping tom, you should really practice your ninja skills.”

She could hear them before even coming to the door after all. But then again… the two of them looked kind of ruffled. Maybe she was reading things wrong?

Vivi was giving the guy the benefit of the doubt at first, but he was convincing her less and less by the second. He was obviously some kind of weirdo pervert.
"Titties? Seriously?" Vivi repeated, folding her arms and arching an eye brow, "God, nice wording, Einstein. Though its a recipe for compelling people to want to carve some meat off your ass."

"Ohh, so I'm the pervert now?" she growled, "It's a god-damn figure of speech, Einstein. 'Means you're gonna make people wanna pound your face in."

Vivi couldn't remember the last time she'd wanted to bitch slap someone so badly. Had he seriously taken that literally? God, some people...
Then again, she probably wasn't reasoning clearly. She had thought his over-defensive-ness was an obvious indicator of guilt, but people tended to be that way when suddenly being accused. Vivi calmed herself down, no point in getting worked up over something so trivial.
"...Okay, give it to me straight. What were you doing when I came out here?"

Vivi didn’t like the way this boy talked. Granted, she hadn’t made the nicest first impression either, but something about him set her on edge. Vivi let out a sigh and brushed some of her violet hair behind her ear, deciding to believe him for now. In the long run, it didn’t matter what she believed, and the situation itself didn’t matter either.
The only thing that could negatively effect the future from here would be leaving the guy on bad terms.

She paused at his comment on her eyes, looking a little confused. Was he making fun of her, or was it a compliment? Either way, she wasn’t sure how to reply.

“I’m Vivi,” she said firmly, holding her hand out, “Sorry about the misunderstanding.”

He has a nice smile...

   Vivi's face flushed when he winked and she paused for a brief moment, regaining her bearings. Realizing they were still holding hands she drew hers away and backpedaled a few steps. Admittedly, this 'Macht' was really attractive... but he gave off the vibe of a player. Those kind of guys really set her on edge.

   She regained her composure and stuffed her hands in her jacket pockets. Kaya had always said to be kind to those who were kind to her. She went over possible answers in her head.

Nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope--

"Nah, I'm done for the day," she shrugged her shoulders, and glanced down at the unconscious guy, "We should probably move that dumb bastard so none of the girls trip on him on their way out."

  Vivi watched with upturned eye brows as Macht dragged the guy into the bleachers with little to no effort. He had earned a few more ‘scary points’ in her mind, hell, he could probably throw her through the wall with one arm and not even break a sweat. Regardless, she wouldn’t let her uneasiness show on the outside, or at least she’d try not to.

“I vote you let me make this whole thing up to you. I'm not a bad guy, I promise.”


  ‘Coincidentally’, it was this guy’s free period and she couldn’t think of any good excuses to say no. There went her plan of getting back to Himura Cafe before she ran into any trouble after school. The red haired boy gestured toward the exit, that smile still plastered to his face. She was getting some extremely contradicting vibes from him, part of her wanted to think he was a nice, well meaning kid, but the other half seemed to be telling her he’d cause her nothing but grief.

“What the hell,” she shrugged, “Alright. But just so you know, there’s nothing to make up for. It was a misunderstanding.”

  Vivi followed the red haired boy, glancing up at him when he wasn’t looking. It was a bit hard for her to grasp why the hell he even cared to try and make up for what happened. Put simply, she was used to people brushing it off when they’d treated her badly, and to make things more confusing, Vivi was pretty sure she was the one who’d been treating him badly. So why?

  She allowed her gaze to drop to the floor, before she could be caught staring again. The two of them reached the door and Macht opened it, allowing her to slip through.

“So, Vivi, you seem like a nice lady - you run into problems like that a lot?”

ARE YOU KIDDING ME YES I HATE IT—

“I do, but it’s usually ends with someone wanting to freak'n kill me or smash my face into a wall,” she forced out a light-hearted laugh, “I don’t know if many people would describe me as nice.”