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revengeduelist-shark started following you

Akari briefly nodded at the purple-haired kid. Despite the age gap, she was still wary; kids these days were kind of dangerous, after all. Some were, anyway - she wouldn't want Yuma to get involved with someone like that.

On the subject of Yuma, Akari noticed the boy's age. Perhaps older than her brother, but not by much at all. Perhaps he knew this kid.

"Hey, you," she addressed him, "I'm Akari Tsukumo. And who are you?"

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Galaxy, she thought, that isn't a name. It was definitely some kid playing dress-up, or pretend, or something like that. It didn't bother her so much; instead, it reminded her of Yuma, how he used to dress up in various outfits back when their parents were still around.

"Akari," the reporter briefly introduced herself, and held out a hand. The other girl seemed uninterested - tough luck for her, she wasn't going to shake Akari off so easily now.

the-photon-star started following you

She sniffed and rubbed her nose, narrowing her eyes. Akari planned to keep an eye on Yuma, but instead met a ton of people she didn’t know, this girl included. Akari had a hunch that her outfit resembled something from one of those cards; not that she’d be so sure. But living with Yuma meant picking up after him, meaning cleaning his clothes as well as occasional cards.

“Who are you?” She asked, shifting her weight to the other leg and crossing her arms. Some weird cosplayer, probably.

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flaminghellresult started following you

Akari had become somewhat used to greeting strangers by now, assuming that was the point of it all. The girl's face looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't see how - maybe she was a relative of an interviewee?

The routine was getting old, "who are you?" Akari had her suspicions already; she looked young enough to go to school, yet she swore she hadn't ever caught a glimpse whenever Yuma insisted on being picked up on a rainy day. And hair that colour and shape wasn't the kind to be forgotten.

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the-photon-star started following you

She sniffed and rubbed her nose, narrowing her eyes. Akari planned to keep an eye on Yuma, but instead met a ton of people she didn't know, this girl included. Akari had a hunch that her outfit resembled something from one of those cards; not that she'd be so sure. But living with Yuma meant picking up after him, meaning cleaning his clothes as well as occasional cards.

"Who are you?" She asked, shifting her weight to the other leg and crossing her arms. Some weird cosplayer, probably.

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photonpulse started following you

Akari stared the boy up and down, hoping to evaluate as much of him as possible before saying anything. Sure, he was pretty small, but his sour expression was enough to tell her he wasn't just some kid. It was annoying, not knowing people. Akari just had to be in-the-know.

"And who are you?" she asked, moving a hand to her hip. If she had to interrogate him, she would. "I don't recognize you."

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It was at the movement of Shark's head that Akari had to fight a snigger. She didn't expect someone Yuma knew to be so.. polite? Though, he wasn't exactly acting like a gentleman. Kids today, she began, before shaking her head to stop herself from sounding like her grandma.

"I'm making sure Yuma doesn't get into any trouble," she replied, attempting to bore a hole in the boy's forehead with her gaze on the word 'trouble', "as well as looking for something good to write about. You got any breaking news?"

thedivinecardshark started following you

Her eyebrow quirked when she recognized the familiar hair, curled and purple. Who could forget a hairdo like that? It was that Shark kid. The first impression that he had given her wasn’t all that great; he was the bully that got into a few situations with Yuma. But the kid redeemed himself, at least in Yuma’s eyes.

“Shark, right?” Akari crossed her arms and gave a brief wave towards the boy. “We’ve not had a proper introduction. It’s Akari.”

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thedivinecardshark started following you

Her eyebrow quirked when she recognized the familiar hair, curled and purple. Who could forget a hairdo like that? It was that Shark kid. The first impression that he had given her wasn't all that great; he was the bully that got into a few situations with Yuma. But the kid redeemed himself, at least in Yuma's eyes.

"Shark, right?" Akari crossed her arms and gave a brief wave towards the boy. "We've not had a proper introduction. It's Akari."

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chaos-into-light started following you

Akari grabbed her brother by the head and pulled him closer to her chest, ruffling his hair in the process. "There you are," she gave a short sigh, "I'm gonna keep an eye on you on here, you'd better watch out."

She paused, before puffing her cheeks slightly and adding, "You'd better not into trouble when I'm away, you hear?? I won't be able to bail you out all the time!"

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ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

Akari raised her eyebrow, wondering why the trashbot was asking her such a weird question. Usually, it was 'trash!', or 'don't tip me over!'. Even so, she played along.

"Robots," she answered with a confident nod. After all, Obomi was a robot, and the reporter was quite fond of her.