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Who: Asakura Ryoko, ??? and Zero will probably pop up later?
What: idk, stuff. Possibly a fight?
When: April 25th, in the afternoon.
Where: Neon City.

Asakura had been going about a certain routine since she had found herself in the Digital World. A routine that wasn't all that interesting and not that exciting either, which made her feel slightly bad for her robot stalker. But only slightly, and not that often. But the routine, as dull as it is, was also quite precise as at the same time everyday she can be found at a cafe.

What is she doing at the cafe? Why sitting outside with a drink and observing the various digimon and 'Tamers' that pass by. It's quite dull to anyone watching her.

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[classybatburglar]

"Try me," Rouge replied, sounding interested.

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"Hmm... I don't think I will."

And that was all Asakura felt like saying about the subject, at least for now.

[classybatburglar]

Rouge blinked.

"Excuse me?"

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She didn't reply, focusing more on finishing her drink and once Asakura was done with that she's going to stand up.

"Hm? I'm quite sure I made myself clear, unless your ears are only for show?"

[classybatburglar]

"... Hmph. This conversation is over," Rouge said, turning to get up and walk away.

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"Oh, and you say you're intelligent," Asakura smirks slightly. "And yet you're running away after only asking one question, how sad."

[classybatburglar]

Rouge stopped.

Her eye visibly twitched.

And she spun around, kicking the table she and Asakura were sitting at, upending it upon Asakura.

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Asakura moved, not at her usual inhumanly fast speed, to make sure the table didn't end up knocking her over. But it did manage to clip her, earning a slight annoyed sound from the girl.

"What a temper," she muttered, giving Rouge a flat look.

[classybatburglar]

Rouge didn't respond. Instead, she just flew at Asakura, kicking high in an attempt to strike her in the ace.

[force_a_change]

Bringing her hands up to block the kick, and even try to grab Rouge's foot, when it connected Asakura winced. There is a slight frown on her face now, since she is sort of catching on that something isn't quite right with herself.

Not that Rouge would know this.

[classybatburglar]

Rouge let out a particularly unladylike grunt, before spinning in mid-air and trying to follow up with another kick.

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The grunt was a good warning, as Asakura leaned as far back as she could and dropped into a crouch to avoid the spinning kick.

"Oh dear, Mister Robot!" Asakura shouted, for what might seem like no reason at all, as she pulled out her combat knife. "I hope you won't be mad at me for defending myself!"

[classybatburglar]

"I'll make you sorry for daring to cross me!" Rouge replied, swinging a punch at the young woman.

[force_a_change]

She didn't reply, as she went to parry Rouge's punch not with a punch of her own but with the knife she pulled out.

In fact Asakura is aiming more to stab than parry.