cherryrebellion:
“Ah, good, glad I didn’t totally fuck up my first impression. Not really that I care too much about my image, but I’d hate for a cute girl to think I’m a total loser.” She runs a hand through her own hair, smoothing back some fly away tufts. A slight smile plays at her lips. Chill, Red. “By here, do you mean the plaza or…?”
She can definitely say she’d never met this girl before. Pretty certain she’d have ingrained the neon hair and manic matched eyes and smile into her brain. “I’m Red Action, but most people just call me Red.”
@mochimuses
“Yes, the plaza! Uhm…also the box place!” She can’t remember the name of it or the guy who runs it, despite his name being sort of easy to remember. “I haven’t really been anywhere else.” Usually she showed up for a fight with heroes– this place was crawling with them– so she never really felt the need to actually..explore anything. She also never really had the time to.
“Alright then, Red, what do you usually do for fun around here?”
She can’t help but snort slightly at the other girls recollection of names. “You mean Boxmore? Box place is close enough, anyway.” A little smile is tossed to the other, to assure she didn’t mean any condescension by her correction, more-so meaning to assist. “So, I take it you’re not from around here then? That’s cool. I’m kind of not either, but I’ve been here a bit.”
“Well, there is the danger zone. Love cruising through there and seeing what kind of stuff there is to fight or survive, but it can get pretty intense.”
