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4 Materia ஃ Action / Voice

[Since the start of all this, Yuffie has made her way through just about everywhere.

Places like the Space Opera didn't last long. Not only was having a bubble surrounding her head weird, but she had to go inside when she had the bad luck of needing to scratch her nose, or do anything useful. And it didn't take long before she wanted to hit the stupid head bubble against anything hard. By then, it was time to leave.

She did decide to run right through the Ice Age, and The Nile. Too cold, and way to hot, but with someone like Yuffie? Who wouldn't have fun in the Gangland? Besides the uncomfortable girl suit, it was quite fun to be up some random gangsters that started a fight because she looked at them funny. One of them could possibly still be found tied to a streetlight....by his hand. She isn't that cruel.

But when she found the Shogunate, she was very pleased! While arriving at night she happily found herself in a ninja outfit. Those all black ones, which she had a lot of fun with, running from those samurai until they got themselves lost, but all of that fun ended when the sun came up...Suddenly, at quite possibly at the worst time, her outfit changes into a kimono. Not even into one of those short, practical ones that are easy to walk in. Nooo, it was in fact one of those that takes hours to get out of, along with the most awkward shoes possible. How does that end, well...

The journal finally picks up her awkward steps going from harder ground, to grass, then quite a lot of yelling as she tries not to fall, but fails. Then there goes the journal-]

No no no no! Don't you dare fall into the water!

[...At least the incoming splash never happens. Though the once ninja can now be found trying really hard to getthose shoes off. (Which is much harder than it should be, with all those layers of clothing in the way) then trying, trying to get up and fetch her journal. Nothing is going well...]

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[You know, in a place like Gangland, it's really easy to just ... stand around and pick a fight. Walter's seen it a few times, after talking escalated into taunts and then people started drawing guns. And that's what he thinks is going to happen when he sees Yuffie beating up guys out there.

Yuffie might be getting a weird look from the blond guy in a white suit.]

What the hell are you doing?

[Oh that's not fair, he got a white suit. She just got stuck with a plain old black one...

But she'll give one a good kick that sends him flying a good distance before she turns to the new person talking to her. Then gives him a weird look right back.]

What does it look like?

[Hey, a white suit's not all that great. They get dirty really easily...]

Beating up on the 'locals.' [He snorts at his own emphasis; this was a weird experiment-hunt thing, throwing people into the mix.] You do know there's more of them around, right?

[But at least they look a whole lot cooler!]

Hey, they started it, the perverts. And yeah, that's a little obvious. But it's not like they're very strong. [And she could swear that some of them are drunk.]

[Not so cool if there's a dry cleaning bill involved!]

Even so, I wouldn't put it past them to gang up-- Perverts? [Yeah, that took a moment to register there.]

[Hey, just walk over to the Ice Age for a second, then come back, and the suit might be clean?]

They already tried that, and yeah. Perverts. That's what I said.

[...That is definitely worth a try. Sometime. Maybe.]

Where did the 'perverts' part come in in the middle of this? [He gestures at the sprawled mass of unconscious guys. ~~She's not even cute.~~]

[So, white suits are cooler!]

They suck at talking to women, and don't understand the command 'do not touch'. [In their defense, all one did was put their hand on her shoulder, but still. ~~Hey, just because she's not as 'cute' as you, doesn't mean she's not cute at all.~~]

[Dammit, okay, okay. They are cooler!

He frowns, prodding at one of the guys with his shoe.]

So you beat all of them up. [Coolly disbelieving. Maybe.]

[Win~

Any guy he pokes, they are out cold. They don't look too horrible though.]

Apparently, if you hit one, they all come at you. [Not her fault!]

[...Yeah, not her fault. Skeptical look.]

Well, at least you didn't kill any of them. I've seen some of them come back after being shot up.

[If they would've let her walk on by without saying anything, all would've been good.]

I didn't think it'd be fair to kill them...it would've been to easy.

[After attacking one of them? Fat chance.]

Sure. They're all talk, even with those loud guns of theirs. [He makes a face just thinking about some of the ones he'd seen.] Whatever.

[Of course, it's just around this time that there's hollering down the street. Looks like someone's noticed them hanging around a bunch of unconscious guys. Because that's not conspicuous at all.]

[It would've ended better for them at least.]

Yeah, and they're horrible at using them. [Says the friend of a guy who has the perfect aim.

Sigh It's fun for only a little bit to beat up those guys. Now Yuffie just looks unamused.] ...I wonder what would happen if I just froze their shoes to the ground...

[Walter follows Yuffie's gaze over to the ... one, two, three ... six guys shouting threats as they come out of the alley. Even though they have guns, they don't seem to be in a hurry to use them at the moment.]

You might be treated to them being 'horrible' with those guns of theirs. [Funny how they can just casually chat with these guys stalking down the sidewalk.]

[Must be thinking about how just one boy and one girl could be so dangerous...]

Really? I thought they'd freak out by the random ice. [Yes, perfectly calm about it too!]

That's a possibility, too. [He hadn't even thought of it like that; he must be engrained in magic being such a commonality that magic being strange seemed ... strange.]

So you think you can get all of them? [He's not even sure what she plans to do to make the ice, but it's not like a fight here would be all that difficult.]

Might as well try! I haven't had much practice with the materia yet, so be ready just in case!

[And with that, she points her left arm at the ground, and if Walter is watching, he might see her arm glow a little green before the ice suddenly forms underneath those gangsters feet, and manages to catch four of them!

The other two? They're going to have a bad time on some very slippery ice, so Yuffie is going to duck before any bullets fly.]

[He watches the men in the distance with a frown, but his attention soon wanders back over to Yuffie when he sees her arm (or something on her arm?) glow before the magical effect manifests.

The rat-tat-tat-tat sound of bullets leaving a tommy gun pierces the relative quiet, and Walter ducks as well as some windows shatter. Nearby, a car's windows are also shot out.]

And now property damage. Idiots. [He shakes his head as one of the two guys tries standing only to fall back on the ice ungracefully.]

[Yuffie will just be giggling away. Four out of six isn't bad, and guys freaking out on ice with guns means that most of them will have none left. Perfect!]

Hey, could've been worse, right?

[She's laughing about this, huh? ...All right, so maybe there is something funny about making fun of these unreal people. Raising his head a bit, he carefully makes his way over to where a fire hydrant is standing. He's not all that sure what it actually does, but it resembled a water pump with caps.

His hand glows before he strikes the fire hydrant cap at an angle, forcing it off. A spout of water fires down the sidewalk, drenching most of the gangsters and sending the two free guys sliding right back onto the ice.

He glances over at Yuffie.]

Could've been worse. [He agrees.]

[That just makes her laugh more as she stands up. And she almost thought this guy had no sense of humor!]

I'm Yuffie Kisaragi by the way. [Seems like the best time to make introductions!]

[He has a kinda mean sense of humor that doesn't see the light of day often, but it's there. He dusts off his hands and rises as well.]

My name is Walter. I think we may have met before, or I met another version of you. [Under different circumstances that involved a lot more insults and yelling.]

[Her's is pretty mean to, but her's can be seen every day.]

That would've been a different me! [And this is a much better first...re-meeting, isn't it?]

[Different Yuffie, but she seemed to act the same. ...Except there was no quicksand or something like that for her to get stuck in and whine about.

Definitely a much better first re-meeting.]

We should probably go before more people start showing up. [Like the local enforcers, if there were any around.] I could start throwing punches without a problem, but there's a pile starting to grow here.

[Unconscious, cold, and humiliated gangsters. Yep.]

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