She didn't, not really, but it's with flawless grace that she catches the volleyball and it's enough for Bokuto to freeze where he is, body leaning forward and one arm outstretched in warning, to gape at her like a bumbling idiot until she jogs closer in approach. It's only then that he's shaken out of stupor; snapping his jaw shut, he practically bounces into her personal bubble, eyes comically large and hands fisted near his chest in excitement.
It is exciting though. He's seen some amazing things both off and on the court, Hinata's lightning fast quick strike among them, and while catching balls is strictly illegal, he can appreciate athletic talent when he sees it.]
Whoa, that was amazing! What sport do you play? Basketball? [She's tall enough for basketball, that's for sure.]
[He takes the ball back out of reflex but his attention's still focused fully on her, especially now that she's admitted to having no idea what basketball is. He only gapes at her more for that.
????????
She clearly must be some sort of exchange student but from where. And he still wants to know what she plays.]
Then what sports do you play? What kind of exercises do you do?
[ She's a celebrity athlete with commercial endorsement deals, dude. However, as Pyrrha isn't the type to needlessly boast about her own accomplishments, she tries to frame her answer as modestly and mildly as possible. ]
I'm a Huntress-in-training. I find and defeat Grimm.
[Huntress? Grimm?? Even if Bokuto were to have an above-average intelligence he wouldn't understand the meaning of those words, and so the way his forehead creases in puzzlement shouldn't come as any surprise. Definitely an exchange student then, though clearly he should've paid more attention in geography class if he can't place where she's from right now.]
What's a grimm? Is that some sort of ultimate opponent?
[ Him not knowing what Grimm are is strange to her, but Pyrrha is far too reserved to indicate it. Her brow remains unmarred, expression tepid. For a brief moment, almost unsettling, she’s reminded of Jaune and the ignorance of his early days. ]
They’re the soulless creatures who linger at the edge of the world.
[ Pulling out her scroll, she thumbs along the bottom of the touchscreen until she comes to a picture of a Nevermore, which she leans over to show him. ]
[Dutifully, he bends over to look at the picture being shown.
And then promptly yells aloud because no way, monsters and things that go bump in the night only exist in bedtime stories and in sci-fi movies. But she seems absolutely assured about it, not a hint of slyness on her face, and he's fully inclined to believe her, especially after she mentions them being found at the edge of the world. (It's not like he's ever been there, after all, and discovered everything that exists out there.)]
You fight those kinda things?? [Shock and admiration battle for dominance on his face; admiration wins out within a few seconds.] You must be really strong and fast then, to be able to fight monsters like that!! You gotta tell me about all the training you do!
[ She’s both very fast and very strong, yes, but Pyrrha is generally the last person to sell herself. She’s aware of her own achievements and proud of them, but there is a time to declare them. For Pyrrha, that time occurs very rarely. More often than not, she errs on the side of modesty. Still, when he makes a request of her - ]
I would be happy to.
[ Care to walk and talk, Bokuto? ]
I get up for a run every morning before my classes. It’s usually only a few miles. [ Starting there, apparently. Pyrrha isn’t really in training anymore, not in base terms, but there’s still a lot she has to learn and falling out of shape would be inexcusable. ] ...And then I have a balanced breakfast. [ No Pumpkin Pete’s!! ]
[He'll do just about anything she says as long as she confides the secret of grace and power and fighting big bads to him. (He's already got the secret to incredible good looks, there's no need for that.) Every step she mentions earns a serious nod from him. The morning run is only natural, of course, and the balanced breakfast.....hm.]
Do you have rolled omelets and rice for breakfast too?
[ As they walk, Pyrrha chances looking around. The scenery is innocuous enough, but to her, wholly unfamiliar. Hands cobbled together their words and the seam of that action lays between their feet, blending her air and his. It’s disconcerting, to say the least. ]
Uh, I usually start off with grapefruit. You know what they say about fruits and vegetables!
[A pity Pyrrha doesn't know, because Bokuto certainly doesn't and he'd like to!]
Nope! What kinds of things do they say?
[He keeps pace with her well enough, arms swinging loosely by his sides as he walks. The cool air's refreshing after hours of practice, though a few beads of sweat linger on his forehead.]
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She didn't, not really, but it's with flawless grace that she catches the volleyball and it's enough for Bokuto to freeze where he is, body leaning forward and one arm outstretched in warning, to gape at her like a bumbling idiot until she jogs closer in approach. It's only then that he's shaken out of stupor; snapping his jaw shut, he practically bounces into her personal bubble, eyes comically large and hands fisted near his chest in excitement.
It is exciting though. He's seen some amazing things both off and on the court, Hinata's lightning fast quick strike among them, and while catching balls is strictly illegal, he can appreciate athletic talent when he sees it.]
Whoa, that was amazing! What sport do you play? Basketball? [She's tall enough for basketball, that's for sure.]
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No, nothing like that.
[ ... ]
I’ve never even heard of that sport.
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????????
She clearly must be some sort of exchange student but from where. And he still wants to know what she plays.]
Then what sports do you play? What kind of exercises do you do?
[He's still very excited.]
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I'm a Huntress-in-training. I find and defeat Grimm.
[ Her smile is understated. ]
I suppose that keeps me in shape.
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What's a grimm? Is that some sort of ultimate opponent?
[It'd be pretty neat if it were, he thinks.]
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[ Him not knowing what Grimm are is strange to her, but Pyrrha is far too reserved to indicate it. Her brow remains unmarred, expression tepid. For a brief moment, almost unsettling, she’s reminded of Jaune and the ignorance of his early days. ]
They’re the soulless creatures who linger at the edge of the world.
[ Pulling out her scroll, she thumbs along the bottom of the touchscreen until she comes to a picture of a Nevermore, which she leans over to show him. ]
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And then promptly yells aloud because no way, monsters and things that go bump in the night only exist in bedtime stories and in sci-fi movies. But she seems absolutely assured about it, not a hint of slyness on her face, and he's fully inclined to believe her, especially after she mentions them being found at the edge of the world. (It's not like he's ever been there, after all, and discovered everything that exists out there.)]
You fight those kinda things?? [Shock and admiration battle for dominance on his face; admiration wins out within a few seconds.] You must be really strong and fast then, to be able to fight monsters like that!! You gotta tell me about all the training you do!
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I would be happy to.
[ Care to walk and talk, Bokuto? ]
I get up for a run every morning before my classes. It’s usually only a few miles. [ Starting there, apparently. Pyrrha isn’t really in training anymore, not in base terms, but there’s still a lot she has to learn and falling out of shape would be inexcusable. ] ...And then I have a balanced breakfast. [ No Pumpkin Pete’s!! ]
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Do you have rolled omelets and rice for breakfast too?
[What other balanced breakfast diet is there?]
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Sometimes.
[ As they walk, Pyrrha chances looking around. The scenery is innocuous enough, but to her, wholly unfamiliar. Hands cobbled together their words and the seam of that action lays between their feet, blending her air and his. It’s disconcerting, to say the least. ]
Uh, I usually start off with grapefruit. You know what they say about fruits and vegetables!
[ (Or not, because Pyrrha doesn’t either.) ]
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Nope! What kinds of things do they say?
[He keeps pace with her well enough, arms swinging loosely by his sides as he walks. The cool air's refreshing after hours of practice, though a few beads of sweat linger on his forehead.]