Omegafriends RP

Who: Itsuki, Parley (distorts_space), open to other folks too
When: Sunday, August 10th (backdated)
Where: Myoudouin Dojo
What: The dojo has an exhibition today, and that means the heir is in combat. Combat can take some weird turns sometimes, though...

Every so often - maybe a couple times a month, sometimes more, sometimes less, it depends on how the Myoudouin patriarch is feeling - the Myoudouin Dojo opens its doors for a public exhibition match or several. Usually, these are arranged, but on occasion he'll take other folks that he knows are (or that claim to be) strong enough to let Itsuki give a good showing. Or remind her that she's not as strong as she wishes she were, in some cases, though that hasn't happened lately.

Today is one such day; there have been flyers posted around the city for several days now, as it's always a good spectacle to watch trained martial artists in their element. The main event is a spar; it's of course not the only event taking place today. Everyone has a role, from the lower-ranked students breaking boards and answering questions (and making sure nobody gets too close), to the higher-ranks demonstrating techniques, escapes, and general badassery. It's kind of an impromptu open house, which helps bolster enrollment rates aside from being a big to-do.

The fighters for the spar, though... that part may surprise folks. Not that Itsuki's fazed by that part; that's far from her mind, right now. The person she's facing today is someone she likes to think she can call a friend, and that means Itsuki needs to put on a good show, for more than just the crowd she already knows will assemble. Has assembled; it's only a few minutes to showtime at this point. She's left Potpourri asleep in her room, thankfully undiscovered thus far, so she only has one thing on her mind right now.

[[Itsuki is slated to spar with Parley; that fight has a particular ending, which mandates that Itsuki may or may not be back at its end. She'll be around to mingle before things start, though. And there's plenty of time for questions and commentary.]]

It's been a little bit of a weird week or two for Itsuki. She hadn't been expecting to see those girls out and about fighting evil so close to her house, and it'd been on her mind for a while now. She wasn't sure what to think of it, really. They seemed to be about her age, too, but they were crazy strong. They moved with a certain deadly efficiency, completely different from her learned grace that she hadn't really mastered yet.

Of more concern, though, was the fact that she'd been called out here for some reason, to a park not far from where they'd had that battle before. And not just by anyone - the communication was from Cure Blossom, one of those girls from then! She definitely couldn't turn that down, not when it's from someone so important. Someone that strong and graceful, talking to her? That didn't happen every day, and she was going to capitalize on it.

She doesn't really have a whole lot she's comfortable wearing for something like this, so she's in a plain buttoned shirt and jeans, and hoping she's not going to get dragged along for something important in clothes that are going to be an embarrassment. Too nervous to sit still, she's leaning against a lightpost, checking her phone every two minutes to see if there's a message.