[h2]Mako Moritomi//Archery Range[/h2]
[h3]Wednesday, July 1, 2015[/h3]

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Mako's eyebrows raised as he saw the larger male student next to Sato, who was glaring at him for some inscrutable reason. Mako glared back, which may not have been the best idea, but if his Shadow was anything to go by, he needed to be more open with his emotions. [color=0076a3][i]Well, here's me being more open with my emotions, glaring at some douche with an attitude problem. No big deal.[/i][/color] Sato attempted to look natural- at least, that was what he assumed he was trying to do- and only marginally succeeded, knocking over his bow, loudly. Spiky-haired douche laughed. Mako's glare intensified slightly.

"I see you got my text," said Sato, picking up the bow he'd knocked over. Spiky Hair took exception to this almost immediately.

"Oh, you can text this guy but not me?" he butted in, bumping Sato in the shoulder, quite deliberately. Mako's glare upgraded from "you are an annoyance to me" to "I will disembowel you if you touch him again." A few seconds of this, and the larger student scoffed, acting tough.

"Oh, I see how it is! Well, whatever. I wanted to get some practice in anyway. You better talk to me later, asshole." With that, Spiky Hair grabbed a handful of arrows and stormed off toward the firing line. Mako grit his teeth, then neutralized his expression as he looked at Sato.

"Um, anyways... I'm glad to see that you're back at school. If you want to talk about the whole, um, 'thing', then I'm pretty much free. To talk." Sato rubbed the back of his head as he said this, looking painfully awkward with the situation as it had transpired. Mako glanced sidelong at Spiky Hair, breathing a deep sigh, then looking back at Sato with a raised eyebrow.

[color=0076a3]"Are you sure? You wouldn't want to go see what Mr. Personality over there desperately needs your presence for?"[/color] Mako's mouth twisted into something that might have been a smile if the subject wasn't so distasteful. He shook his head. [color=0076a3]"What exactly was all that about, anyway? ...Doesn't really matter, I guess. If you're still up for telling me about... certain current events, I suppose I can wait until you're done with practice so he doesn't have an aneurysm about you. We can go grab something to eat or something...? Up to you."[/color]