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Topic Started: Mar 31 2012, 04:47 PM (190 Views)
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Zelophehad walked into the Shopping Center, somewhat dumbfounded as to where he was. He could swear not too long ago he was heading to School... Had he gotten lost? He looked at the clock, squinting his single eye, and noticed that he was now late for school. He sighed a long sigh, adjusting his fedora slightly so it stayed in place. He didn't want people to see he had only one eye. That would be unfortunate. After deciding he needed to think back his steps to figure where he went wrong he wandered up to a bench and sat down.

Lowering his head slightly he began to think hard. He had taken a left turn... then a right turn... then crossed a road... Hm... He could not think where he had gone wrong. How foolish of him. Though to be fair this was his first time going anywhere on his own, usually Aliward took him to places. Only this time he decided it was time to be more grown up, he knew someone had asked to meet Aliward anyway. He didn't want to get in anyones way. That would be selfish.
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At present, Madoka was not beating anyone up. In fact, he hadn't had a single act of violence for about five days now. It made him a bit restless, almost like he was going into withdrawal. He had tried to stave off the excess energy by going up to the boxing club, but after he totaled a punching bag, no one wanted to spar with him. So now he was on the market for a punching bag to make up for the one that he broke.

But at the same time, he needed to do something with all of this energy...! As he saw some foreigner, he waved. Talking to people he never knew generally worked as a good distraction. "Yo! What are you doing?"
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"Hmmm?" Zelophehad looked up at Madoka. Oh. A new person. Coming over to me? Oh. That's new. He back waved at Madoka lazily, though not in an act of disrespect. More of an act of calmness. "Good morning to you. I am Zelophehad Ophir. Very nice to meet you. I am new here. From England. I got lost on the way to School. I am trying to rethink me steps. I am not having much luck." He said, very formally. He wasn't that used to speaking Japanese, even though he was apparently really good at it, and he naturally spoke formally anyway. It was just easier for him, to do as such, so that is what he did. He was sure people wouldn't mind.

"Very nice to meet you. Anyway. What is your name?" He asked, curiously.
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"School?" Oh right. School. That thing he skipped.

So it turned out the guy he was talking to had a name that sounded like a sinus infection. Or maybe he had a sinus infection and Madoka just misheard. He spoke his Japanese with a bit of an accent and a lot of formality. A bit like textbook Japanese, but a bit more stilted. Madoka didn't mind.

"You look pretty young. First-year in high school, maybe? Second-year transfer student?" He tried to guess. "What school do you go to? I can probably help you out."
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"Hmm?" Zelophehad seemed to like making that noise, for whatever reason. It just kinda happened, pratically on instinct. "Oh," And making that noise too. "I am in First-Year here. Though I am used to being in a higher year. I travel around a lot though so it isn't that rare. The school which I go to is... Taiyoutono." He had to struggle a bit with the name, thinking about saying it before he actually did. It made his tongue go weird the first time he said it, but he knew to concentrate when doing so. At least for now.

"If you do not mind aiding me in this miscalculation I would very much appriciate it. I must admit that this is the first time I have tried to go anywhere on my own, I usually have my Butler..."
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"Oh? Butler? So you're rich?" Madoka said, raising an eyebrow. He raised a thoughtful expression to the sky. "Wow... There sure are a lot of heirs and heiresses in this town, huh...?" It made sense; they were probably the ones that paid for the massive property damages in the town.

"Oh right. I'm Madoka Genda, Zesoledad-kun. I could show you where the school is since I'm a third-year, but right now there's something I have to buy. Want to come along?"
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"Hmm? Rich? I suppose... But I wouldn't see it that way... It's just money." He said in a carefree manner, like you would expect someone to have been rich for the most of their life to say. That said he hadn't been rich for most of his life, quite the opposite. He never really thought on that though, he could barely remember anyway.

"It's Zelophehad." He said, interrupting Madoka quickly after he had mispronounced his name. Did Japanese people have problems with it? Well, non-Japanese people had problems to... Maybe it was just a weird name. Probably. He nodded after Madoka asked if he wanted to come along. "Yes, Madoka. That would be nice." He stood up next to Madoka and nodded his head. "Lead the way."
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Wow. He was rich. Even in spirit, he was rich. That was sort of commendable nowadays. Or something. Madoka shrugged as Zephyrilius corrected him. "Sorry, I'm not too good with names."

He began to walk towards a sports store, shoving his hands in his pockets as he did so. "Where did you come from, by the way? It looks like you're a transfer student."
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"Oh... Yes. I am a 'transfer student'." Zelophehad said. For his entire life, as far as he cared to remember, he had been a transfer student. Moving from place to place was never a good thing to do, but he had no choice. At least now he had a home, unlike how he would've been otherwise. So for that much he was grateful, though he still could wish. Ah, no matter. My parents said we were staying here for a long time anyway so I should make some friends before I have to move away...

He looked at Madoka, realizing that he had drifted off. "And I am from England. Though I have moved around a lot, so I am just as much from other countries really. English born however."
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"Aaaah," he nodded. It seemed like he was an English speaker, but his accent certainly wasn't American. The boy walked towards a quaint little store with a neon-sign hung above the sliding doors. "MUSCLE WORLD" was emblazoned in a yellow glow above an exaggerated dumbbell outlined in glowing blue. It was the closest thing that they could call mascot.

When he stepped in, he walked past a basket filled with folded-up sports clothes, trying to find where the boxing equipment was held. Sucked that he had never been here before.
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