Haruka sent Tohru a confusedly insulted glare. Mira might just be able to call her something so familiar but Tohru certainly didnt. She had no idea what her problem with her was, such antagonism when they had hardly spoken was very strange. She sighed before deciding to ignore it. Mira had started up conversation with someone else so Haruka nodded to her and waved as she turned to jog back to the equipment. She picked up a volleyball and began playing with it, kicking it very high before catching it again. She was itching to do some activity and a small game wasnt going to cover it. She'd have to go to the gym later and take out some frustration on the punching bags there, or maybe she could challenge someone to a sparring match? There were a few athletically built girls around whom Haruka could tell did some form of martial art. 

She stopped her game and tucked the ball under her arm, awaiting the beginning of the game. Absentmindedly she played with her military tags, the large engraved metal pieces chinked pleasantly against each other or bounced on her chest. She liked the feeling of connection they gave her and the feeling that no matter how bad things got she wouldn't lose who she was, it was a strong symbol for her.