New Dresses {Cici} -BLITZ-

Hugo was making his way to one of the training centers to go work on some blades with his friends. He was a bit late, but that was alright. Walking in fashionably late looked cool, didn't it? Though, it wasn't like Hugo knew what was cool and what was not cool: he tried much to hard and still seemed to fail to find the meaning. Suddenly, just as he was walking, some girl slammed straight into him. Jeez, what was she doing running down these streets anyways? "Uh, sorry about that," Hugo muttered. "Might wanna watch where you're going." Suddenly, a woman's voice came echoing down the street. "Astrid! Dear!" The woman called. Hugo smiled, speaking directly to the girl. "So I'm guessing you're Astrid?"

The girl, so-called Astrid, looked at him weirdly and he took a slight step back. She seemed a bit psycho, just by the way she seemed to be acting. "Uh, it's really nothing to me." Hugo looked around, trying to see if any other Careers were walking the streets. He wanted to impress them; he needed some sort of comeback, something to say. Maybe if he started bullying this girl a little bit he would look cooler. Trying to make his voice as loud as he possibly could, so that others around could hear, he spoke up.

"You know what? Don't even mess with me. I'm the boss around here. So if you don't like it, go ahead and walk away like a little coward." He heard a few whistles and murmurs of consent from the other side of the street; apparently some of his friends were hanging around here. Hugo smiled, waiting for the girl's comeback...if she had one.

Whoah. Whoah. Whoah. Hugo stumbled back as the girl sent a punch right at his face. "Ow," she muttered, bringing his hand to his nose. He felt the blood as it seeped in between the creases in his hands. He took his hand away from his face, examining the red color for a moment. Did this girl just break his nose? Hugo heard a few laughs and suddenly wanted to destroy this girl. What would people think of him now?

Grabbing her shirt, he pushed her into the wall of the building next to where they seemed to be standing. He was stronger than her and he knew it. "Look, I have a reputation to keep up with here, so you'd better scram or cooperate. I don't need you, or anyone else, ruining my moment." He took a step back. "You know, I tried to be nice!" He put his hand to his nose again, still feeling the stinging pain. Sometimes, Hugo just didn't understand people. Why couldn't he just fit in? Why did others have to make it harder on him?

Either way, he knew there was something messed up with this girl. No one just walks up to someone and punches them in the face. Besides, the real fights only happened around the weapons.