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Who: Misato Katsuragi and Abby Perkins
When: May 4th, afternoon
What: Misato and Abby hit up the indoor ice skating rink downtown.
Where: Downtown Locke
Warnings: None.

Misato Katsuragi has a sports car. She has thrown more money at this vehicle than she did at anything else she's ever owned in her entire life. There is probably no item in her possession that she's ever had in her entire 23 years that she's ever loved as much as that vehicle.

So naturally, one would think that she'd be careful with it. That she'd obey all traffic regulations, drive the speed limit, and maintain a safe distance between her vehicle and the one in front of her.

Not the case with Misato Katsuragi. She's speeding through town at ten over the speed limit, weaving into one lane, and then into another with the hopes of reaching her destination in reasonable time.

It's six minutes past the arranged meeting time when Misato pulls up to the bus stop where she agreed to meet Abby. The aurburn-haired girl is already standing there when she hitches the passenger side door open.

"Sorry! Get in. Am I real late?"

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There was no way that was going to happen! Abby didn't want Misato to get into trouble for something she wanted to do anyway. The problem would be how to talk to her father about this afterwards. But until then...

She gave a smirk. "Then that will be one of the first things I do when I get a boyfriend! Of course, only if he can handle the ice anyway, It may look nice and shiny but I can already tell that it's a harsh mistress! It will make you its..." Pause. "Well you know."

Then, there was a shrug. "Not really? It's just mostly Dr. Phil trying to get them to listen and nope! They might as well be putting their hands on their ears and singing to themselves! They didn't really learn anything!"

"Yeah, but if he's terrible at ice skating, that means you guys will have to hold hands to skate together." Misato's lips quirk into a smile. It's pretty innocent stuff, but Abby looks like a pretty innocent girl. Misato didn't really start going crazy until later on in life -- and her party phase was relatively mild compared to some of her friends in college.

Misato pulls into the parking lot, which amazingly is not all that full. Apparently, people were more keen to enjoy the spring weather outside than the wintery weather within. Before long, the two girls are strapping on ice skates in the seating area just outside the rink.

"I really hope I don't break anything," she says, lacing up her skate. "I don't think there's much call for models with broken bones." Not as far as she knew, anyway.

Then Abby just gave her a stare. And then next thing you know, it would probably lead into something amazing that no one will ever expect!" She gave a giggle. "But seriously, if I could hold hands with him, that would be good enough for me!" It was suppose to be a romantic date anyway so it's a win win situation!

Either way, now that they were at the rink, the younger girl just stared at the ice rink. At first, she thought it would be a good idea! But now? Given how big it was? Perhaps this might not be the best idea. And besides, she wasn't getting any echoes just yet.

"W-Well, you never know! One day they would need one with broken bones and you'll be up there for the job!" Don't mind how scared she sounded right now. Nope, not at all!

"The worst part is always stepping onto the ice." Unsteadily, Misato rises to her feet. She hates how clumsy she feels in these things when she's stuck walking in them on solid ground.

"You ready?"

And if Abby is, Misato leads the way onto the ice, letting one foot fall to the rink, and then another. Immediately, her hand reaches out for the rink's barrier on the edge -- just so she can be sure she doesn't fall over. If they say the same thing about ice skating that they say about bike riding, then she's got nothing to worry about, right?

Misato turns and offers Abby a weak smile.

Maybe this wasn't the greatest idea after all.

Abby still wasn't sure if this was a good idea. As she took her first step on the ice rink, she could already feel herself slipping on ground. Thank goodness that there were side grips or else she would be on the way to the hospital!

"I guess so?" She shuttered as she took small side steps. So far, everything was okay and she hoped to keep it that way! However, she could feel herself about to fall on the ground any minute.

For a split moment, she also gave a small smile back at Misato but at the same time? With her eyes off the ground? There she goes on the floor!

Thankfully, ice skating's not all that different from riding a bike. It might take a minute or two to re-adjust, but once you've done that, well -- it actually comes quite naturally.

Unfortunately, Abby had no such benefit. Misato's eyes go wide as the girl topples to the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asks, extending a hand to the aurburn-haired girl. "You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"

Luckily, all Abby did was land back on the place where there was always a built in air cushion. However, that didn't mean that it didn't hurt! As she got Misato's hand, she gave out a small wince.

"Y-Yeah, I think I'm okay...I just wasn't paying attention! I didn't realize how slippery the ice really was! It really is a harsh thing to anyone who doesn't know how to skate! How do you do it?"

She said before pointing at her. "You seem to be doing just fine!"

"Guess I never really forgot how to skate," Misato says. "I guess it helps that rollerblading was still a thing when I was a kid." Misato can't even remember the last time she saw anyone rollerblading.

"This is why you need to get a boyfriend. At least if you fall over, you fall over holding his hand. You could probably use him as a cushion when you fall, too."

Abby just gave a giggle. "That poor poor boy! If that happens, I'll need to have him be a cushion ever day for the rest of his life! And especially with how many times I bump into things!"

However, there was another pause. "But yeah, I think...I just got an echo a moment there..." And it was with someone else again too.

"Isn't that the one thing guys are good for?" Misato teases. All joking aside, Misato has had a few ex-boyfriends that made for some pretty comfortable cushioning when they were sprawled on the couch or in the bed.

"Oh?" Misato's interest piques at the mention of an Echo. "A good one, I hope!"

"Pretty much! Guys are pretty much our boy toys?" She gave another giggle. The teen never really had a boyfriend before but she had wondered what it would be like to have one. Then again, she was far too busy with her own life right now for one...

But anyway! Echoes!

She gave a nod. "I think so! I remembered ice skating with someone but...that's about it though?" That and there was that feeling she knows this person but who were they anyway?

Misato's frown is a thoughtful one. The brunette sets a hand against the rail to maintain her balance; a few skaters skate past them, laughing.

"Well, I guess that's something. You don't remember who that person is, do you?"

She shook her head. It was frustrating but there wasn't anything she could do. "No. I mean, I'm certain I know this person before? It's just this weird feeling? I don't know, you get what I'm saying?"

Probably not but as she hold on to the rail, she could feel herself slipping again! "But until then...! I should probably need to start skating somehow!"

"Deja vu?" It was probably something like that. "Anyway, I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. I'm just surprised my shot in the dark actually landed."

Misato flashes a smile at Abby as she pulls her arm away from the rail. She moves one leg forward, then the other, as she begins to glide across the ice.

She glances back at Abby for just one fleeting moment.

"Just keep moving forward, okay?"

"Your shot actually landed? Uh, what do you mean by that?" She questioned before she slowly attempted to do what her friend was doing.

Slowly, step by step, she extended her arms away from the rail before there was only one hand holding to said rail.

"W-Well, if you say so..." She mumbled before trying to move forward. Will she fall again? Who knows but at least she's trying!

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seems like a good place to wrap this up!

Seems good to me!