Youko Mizuno

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[Afternoon/Early evening - School grounds - Open!]



Ah, today is such a fine day.


[Well, it had to happen eventually. Someone was too sick to drink the milk, or not there or something - and with seeing how it was affecting other people, like hell Youko was going to drink it herself, even if the posters did say 'it's the law'. She liked to think she was a law-abiding citizen, she had to be to become a lawyer, but a law that forced you to make yourself really sick or even die?


Not happening.


However, when she wakes from her muderdroning, she'll probably wish she'd taken the milk.


Because there's a tetherball pole there in the school yard. An unassuming ten foot length of metal. It seems the usual tetherball and rope are missing; likely packed up for safe keeping after the school day was over.


But that's okay! Because Youko has an alternative]



Such a fine day indeed! It's been so long since I've let my inner child out to play a game - and this 'tetherball' that I'd heard about is just the thing!


[There's a bloody butcher knife laying on the ground next to an equally bloody hacksaw. Both lie next to a dead drone body. The body's been gutted, and decapitated, and lays unassumingly behind where Youko stands in the boundary circle of the tetherball pole. On the other side? Are two more dead drones, laying in a pile.]



So let's start, shall we?


[Yes, she's speaking to the dead bodies as though they are her opponent, smiling oh so pleasantly from behind a splash of blood covering her face - and... most of her body.]



I'll go clockwise!


[She reaches out to take the tether - and boy that looks far too much like an intestine to be a rope. It's tied relatively low on the pole, wrapped and knotted several times - Youko isn't that tall, after all, but it is well up above her head. And then she raises the 'ball' and whoops. There's the drone's head, wrapped up in the other end of the intestine.


There's the slap of skin on skin as she 'serves' the ball, and the head goes flying, a fine splatter of blood trailing a circle around the pole like some twisted spiral graph. Until squishclang it hits the pole and bounces back.]



Oh. I'm sorry, I'm sure you'll do better next time!


Now... who else wants to play?



[[ooc: Youko's not particularly strong, or particularly skilled, so it's not going to be that much of a fight if you can avoid the knife. ... Or the flying severed head. Or you can just come and play her at a really bitchin' game of tetherball. Try not to lose :|.]]