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[b]Interactions:[/b] Suzukaze Tamiko (Collaberation between [@ERode] and Yours Truly :])[/center]

While she knew better than to [i]actually[/i] react to being called a granny, Tsurushi was confused as to why Tamiko was so quick to address her as such. Did she really just base that off of her attire alone? Why did children always do that? Tamiko evidently had no idea what it would take to be a grandmother at only 32 years old, and Tsurushi was not to be the one to tell her. That kind of information was much too deplorable to dump on an innocent mind like that... or as it would be more correct to say, one that was [i]supposed[/i] to be innocent.

Tsurushi was told to go away, but she wasn't going anywhere without Tamiko. She wasn't about to just up and move on with her life while leaving anyone else with their suffering. Not this time. She simply continued to sit with her arms folded.

[color=2edfc0]"Quite frankly, you don't belong here either,"[/color] she said in a matter-of-factly tone, [color=2edfc0]"And yet here we are..."[/color]

...

She said nothing more for the next 30 seconds or so. As it so happened, Tsurushi's mind drifted back to the first time she used her power, when she altered a memory that happened 16 years ago. She changed a single action back then, only to thrown into a brand new Tenoroshi with more doors open than she even realized where there. Tsurushi never understood how exactly her power worked, or what triggered it. All she remembered was the desire to change herself. The need to change herself. An overwhelming, agonizing regret that anchored her to the ground and refused to let up.

Tsurushi had wondered if it would ever go off again, and figured there was only one way to find out; by trying to talk to Tamiko and get her to open up a little, and commit whatever resulted into memory. There may have been something she would learn later and, if her power were to activate, she could potentially put that knowledge to use right then and there. She turned to face the troubled student.

[color=2edfc0]"Look, I'm not going to pretend I know what you're going through,"[/color] she told her, [color=2edfc0]"People say that they understand how someone feels all the time when they really don't. The truth is... I don't know the full story, but I [i]do[/i] know you have problems. That much is obvious. The administration never told me all that much; I don't know whether it's because they don't know either, or because they don't want me involved because I'm new, or... I just don't want you to throw your life away like I did with mine, is what I'm trying to say."[/color]

That... came out all wrong. Tsurushi already wanted a do-over right then and there. But that didn't matter right now. All she wanted for the moment was to get Tamiko to start talking. Even if it was a little... and not even relevant to the issue at hand...

Tamiko's eyes narrowed slightly. The young girl clicked her tongue again, crossing her legs as she trained her eyes upon all the other delinquents burning away the day at the park. Inside her sneakers, her toes curled in, then spread out repeatedly, constantly. After another moment, she spoke up again. "Don't tell me where I can't belong." The girl turned towards Tsurushi and stuck out her tongue, before blowing a loud and obnoxious raspberry. "And I don't care what you think anyways."

With that, she crossed her arms and turned away, this time content on watching two punks swing wide haymakers at each other.

Tsurushi breathed a heavy sighed. Children these days; always so quick to turn down what would ultimately be good for them in the end.

[color=2edfc0]"Fine then; I guess you don't mind me contacting the school in that case... or your [i]parents[/i], for that matter,"[/color] the tone that Tsurushi used wasn't one that was particular threatening, but she wanted those last few words to sink in specifically.

She kept her ears open, but averted her eyes and looked down at her phone, inputting the first number that came to her head. She purposefully held her phone low enough for Tamiko to peer over and see if she could recognize the number, and even maintained a very loose grip on it as she held it to her ear and waited for it to finish ringing. It was almost as if Tsurushi dared Tamiko to slap the phone out of her hand.

But Tamiko didn't have the audacity to slap a phone out of someone's hand. She had something far greater than that: an aggressive indifference that caused her to scoff at Tsurushi's efforts, before saying, with as much snark a ten year old could muster, "Yeah, like that's gonna do anything, idiot. What're they gonna do, suspend me? El-oh-el."

For good measure, she smirked, one corner of her mouth curving upwards as her dark eyes narrowed, before she flipped her bangs in a motion that was definitely borrowed from some celebrity on TV.

This was clearly going nowhere.

Tsurushi had tried doing this the way an honest citizen would, but apparently Tamiko was a kid that would have to be physically knocked down a peg or two. The depressed teacher dreaded the impression of stooping to such a low as allowing her own student to come to harm, but as far as her plan to test the capabilities of her power went, this was the final piece of the puzzle; a deplorable action that she knew damn well she would regret later.

Hanging up so her call wouldn't try to go through any longer, Tsurushi pocketed her phone and got up off her seat, approaching the two goons that had been trading blows with each other this whole time. She laid a hand on each of their shoulders.

[color=2edfc0]"You see that little school girl over there?"[/color] she asked in a whisper, her eyes "pointing" to Tamiko before she turned back to face the two thugs, [color=2edfc0]"I heard her say that both of you fight like a bunch of pussies, and she seems to think she can take you on because of that. She also said you two should kiss..."[/color]

With that, Tsurushi slipped an IOU note in each of the delinquents' pockets that contained her phone number, before stepping back and watching the chaos unfold from there. All this because she wanted to weasel her way out of making a scene...