Playground Bully

[kingofthetoybox]

Who: Pokey, other middle schoolers
What: Picking on the little'uns
When: Morning, backdated to Friday
Where: Locke City Elementary

There's always at least one kid like this in every school. He's a child who's as awkward as he is wide. Physically clumsy, his density which would normally give him some advantage in sports works against him. From then on, he is labeled as an oaf and treated as such. He might be intelligent, but that matters little here in the playground. The only way to save face from being picked on is return the favor. Pokey crosses his arms, waiting by the entrance into the school for someone, anyone, small enough to kick around for a bit.

After all, he was kicked around himself just today if the dirt stains on his clothes have anything to say about it. He needed to replenish his lunch money.

His dull, uninterested eyes sparks with life as he finds his prey. "Hey. You," he says, approaching his next target with a smile.

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[icy_heavens]

And being as small as he is, Toushirou sometimes finds himself the target of bullies himself. He gives the appearance of an easy target, even if he isn't one.

The fact that he's not particularly sociable probably does nothing for him, either. He just sighs. "What?" His tone is somewhat exasperated; putting up with nonsense isn't something he wants to deal with right now.

[kingofthetoybox]

"Your lunch money."

Pokey stretches an open hand out from his pocket and waves it in front of Toushirou. His fat face has an outstretched grin plastered over it.

"Let's make this easy for you, alright? This isn't even our first."

[icy_heavens]

Oh, for the love of --

"No. Out of the way." Said even as he tries to just step around him. Of all the stupid things he can be bothered about, it's this?

[kingofthetoybox]

Pokey sidesteps and stands in front of Toushirou, blocking the entrance for both him and other students behind. He flashes a dangerous-looking smile.

"You gotta respect the toll. Looking closely at you, you're the type of kid who can't afford his grades falling anymore, right, Toshi? Let's just get this over with and we can get on with our day."

[icy_heavens]

That just gets Pokey a dark look. He tells off people a lot more dangerous than this creep without a second thought. He's faced life and death situations. This? Is pitiful.

"Don't call me that. And my grades are nowhere near in trouble even if I do wind up late because of you."

[kingofthetoybox]

"Don't be so sure, Toshi," he says, adding emphasis to the demeaning pet name. "Look, you're already irritated. And I can keep doing this all day. You know that. I'm nothing if not a man of principle. So."

[icy_heavens]

Considering he gets straight A's all the time? Yeah, he's sure his grades are fine.

Damn idiot takes up too much of the doorway. There are certain things that Toushirou is capable of that would make it very easy to get around him, but he doesn't dare use those abilities in public.

"Then keep doing it all day to someone who has the time to put up with your crap, Finch. Now move."

[kingofthetoybox]

"The toll's still ten dollars. My hands are still as light as ever, being empty and all." Pokey waves his hand at his face.

"Keep going and I'll say something that'll cut you like a knife." Though he's always hesitant at laying an actual fist on someone.

[icy_heavens]

He pushes the hand out of his face. "Gee, and here I was unaware the school was so desperate for money that it set up toll booths and put asshole kids in charge of them."

To hell with this. He's small. Maybe he can squeeze through anyway. Worth a shot, and better than hitting the guy outright. He's not about to wind up in trouble for fighting if he can help it.

[kingofthetoybox]

"... What with this?" Pokey asked, becoming more aggravated. As his hand his pushed away, Pokey steps forward and tries to assert himself.

"I know that you've always been brave for your size, but this. This is just plain stupid, isn't it? I'm bigger than you. I can flatten you to a pulp."

[icy_heavens]

Toushirou has fought pseudo-werewolves and killer aliens. A schoolyard bully holds no terror. Granted, he's never been very afraid of the bigger kids anyway. Waste of time, that. He'd have to be afraid of damn near everyone that way.

He doesn't back down an inch. "You actually gonna try that, now?"

He's seen Pokey in action around other kids. The guy doesn't usually get that physical.

[gentlebrother]

And Lucas froze upon hearing called. Oh my god, he knew that voice anywhere. And he dreaded to hear that voice after a long while.

"...Pokey?"

[kingofthetoybox]

"Well, well, if it isn't crybaby Lucas," chuckled Pokey. "You know the drill."

He extends a hand. "Pay up."