An Annoying Encounter (Niso)

Niso's own day was...something. Being homeless at the current moment he didn't exactly have much to do with his day, so every action he took tended to be just on the whim of his own will. He'd started the day by kicking a stray dog out of his sleeping bag and packing up what few supplies he carried with him, slinging it over his shoulder and tying his jacket about his waist for easy carrying before finding what he'd be doing today. He managed to catch a leaky drainage pipe on the way through the city as someone seemed to be taking a shower in a higher apartment, and when ya seen an oportunity like that, you give yourself a shower too. A few kicks was all it took to knock the piping loose and give himself a semi decent watch, shaking out his wet hair and just continuing on the path, a little skip to his step. Despite it being dirty, second hand water, he felt a lot fresher, and it was always just better when he faced the harsh world with a smile.

He was passing along one of the streets rather inocuously, wondering if he should try begging for a meal today or just go straight through the middle steps and take someone's wallets. Decisions decisions rattled through his head as he spotted a grey haired chap passing him by in the street. He followed them with his eyes as he twirled on his own heels, idly tossing a rock between his hands to keep himself busy. They seemed to be having a bit of a bummer day...Niso could sort that out. Skipping over to catch up with them in the direction they were going, he chimed in with a chipper smile and a bright set of eyes, a little...eerie, from a stranger perhaps.


『Sup with you there mister? You look super bummed』 He smiled a little wider and rounded the man entirely to stop them in their tracks, his hands infront of himself to try and stop their progression a bit more clearly as he continued to force his presence upon them. 『Now in this city I'd say you were some businessman who had a rough day, but you don't have the hair for it, the briefcase, or judging from the time of jay, the job! So what has you looking so down on this-』 He spun on his heel with arms open wide. 『Glorious winter day!?~』

Niso tipped his head to the other side as the man seemed to misinterpret his words, chuckling at the miscommunication and waving his hands dismissively. He could see where it was coming from if there was any sense of a language, but it was definitely a misunderstanding he was quick to rectify in an oddly chipper tone.
『Oh no no no! Actually I was saying you're NOT a businessman! Your hair is entirely wrong for it. Plus your posture isn't so good in my opinion but I'm not the best judge. Generally I'm just saying you in no way look like a respectable businessman ya know?~』
Was that insulting? Maybe just a little but Niso always went with the truth and this guy did in no way look like a businessman. How could he? His scruffy white hair and general attire didn't exactly ring 'I have a stable job and a wife and kids to go home to' now did it? Nope. Not one bit. He rested his hands in his pockets and hummed lightly to himself as he took in the question of what he wanted, to which Niso simply replied.
『Oh nothing really. You just seemed like an interesting, if somewhat bummed out fellow. What has you so down chap? How can I help?~』 He asked with an ever chipper tone, suddenly turnining on his heel to stand side by side with G, leaning into him a little as he readily invaded his personal bubble and grinning nice and wide. 『Oh did something frustrate ya!?~ I know a dump site we could go to smash things up! Oh oh or a junk yard! Nothing can help you vent frustrations more than slamming a crowbar into an old car!~』 He grinned nice and wide as he offered the chance to smash up random crap to this new stranger.

Niso was definitely an odd little nut coming up to a stranger like this just cause they seemed a little bummed, but also this person looked...different. Something about him didn't conform to the norm and Niso always liked to latch onto things and people that gave him such a vibe. At the realization he was just bummed about losing a job opportunity, Niso quickly waved his hands somewhat dismissively. 『Oh I'm sure you'll be fine! Any job that dosn't want you is usually one you're not passionate about anyway! I'm sure whatever it was you'll do better with the next one!~』 He chimed in with a nice bright smirk.

When the man seemed to show interest in his offer to let him smash something up though he was definitely eager and certainly excited. Rubbing his hands together after a loud clap between them he borderline seemed to be licking his lips at the idea of smashing something up with someone, rather than just going on a rampage on his own, leading his war against many inanimate objects. 『Oooo I can definitely show ya that. it's a bit of a walk from here but we should hit it before long. If you start smelling something...odds are it's me, but it might also be the dump, so it could mean we're getting close! Or it could just mean I need a better wash. EITHER WAY! Let's go!~』

Twirling on his heel, careful not to wack the man behind in in the face with the pack of supplies slung over his shoulder, he started on their little trek towards the dump for general rubbish, though the person running it clearly focused on collecting car parts by the looks of things. 『Heads up! Lots of sharp stuff, careful where you step, and most of alllll...』 He began, running up to the gate, the scrawny little rascal started to scale the wire fence and dropped off the other side, unlocking the gate and offering a crowbar to G as he walked inside. 『Have a smashing time!~』

Niso was surprised the fact that he had to jump the fence hadn't brought any raised eyebrows but by the way the other man took the crowbar so readily, and heck, was eager to smash stuff in the first place, it seemed that he was used to stuff like this and Niso wasn't exactly gonna complain for a good companion to smash stuff up with. He passed by a pile of junk, yanking a part of a car's suspension out of the rubbish, basically resulting in a metal pipe with a thicker attatchment at the end, like a real nice weapon.

Giving it a few swings about idly infront of him to test the weight of it and how it reacted against his arm, he gave a wide swing around himself, enough to make him spin on his heel to keep balance before staggering a little off towards the side and catching his balance again. He'd keep walking till they were a little deeper into the dump and les slikely to be caught, at which point he took a running swing at the side mirror of an old car, twirling about to face the stranger and hanging the metal rod over across the back of his shoulders, arms hooked about it like a human coat hanger.

『Soooo...What was it that had you bummed again?』He asked, watching the man take the crowbar to a pile of junk and let loose on it. he certainly had a good swing on him. Probably wasn't unused to stuff like this, and it made Niso feel a little happy that he had a good 'catch' when he spotted this man randomly in the street. 『Come on you can tell Niiiiso』 He asked, already having forgotten if he'd already been told. His attention span wasn't the best.

Niso was glad he could help this odd stranger relieve some of his stress, though he didn't seem to be the energetic sort of smasher like himself, more laid back, just letting off steam rather than going for a true sense of release like Niso himself did. For this other guy, at least at a guess, it didn't look fun and more just letting something out. Meanwhile for Niso he was more than happy to smashy smash just for a good time and that alone.

With another swinging swipe at a precariously stacked tower of junk, Niso swung about on his heel as a question seemed to be posed to him, asking about how he liked to have his fun with the implication that he was giving off the sensation that he only liked to destroy. He gave a casual shrug as he swiped his makeshift wacky stick against the rear lights of a car chasi.『Well it's a bit of both. Depends on the mood. Basically I like to do everything so long as it's fun!~』 He grinned nice and wide, hopping up onto the roof of the same car and slamming his weapon down into one of the windscreens to smash the glass. Was much more satisfying than just smashing metal against metal.

『I mean when ya get down to it I'm creating here too!~ I'm destroying a window to make shards of glass! A painter destroys the quality of their paintbrush to create a masterpiece~』 He stuck his tongue out to punctuate his fake, made up philosophy and continued to knock out the windows on the car as he asked his own question. 『So how about you? What's your hobby? Except for 'stuff'? I mean you don't look like you do this often to say the least, got any hobbies ya can share?~』

Enjoying himself as he played ‘parkor’ with the rooftops of some vehicles and flat topped piles of rubble arranged close together, Niso was just idly enjoying himself, not realizing he was playing with someone who may see fit to limit his fun in the future, though he did find it a little disappointing they weren’t talking with him and gave them a bit of a pout as he lowered his wacky stick down to his side.

“Aw come on. Honesty’s always the best policy. At least give me somethin’ mr mysert man.” He stuck out his tongue, a little bit childish in the face of his sealed lips.

Still his own policy stayed in tact, kicking the end of his wacky stick to give it a lift back up onto his shoulder, spinning about and hopping to the next pile of rubble as he moved about and kept himself busy. “Oh just here mostly.” He answered honestly. Mostly was correct afterall. Sometimes he murdered someone in an alleyway and sold their corpse to a mad scientist who was researching quirks or something, but he didn’t need to reveal the WHOLE truth. He wasn’t insane even if he refused to tell a hard lie.

Niso had just assumed that the invitation to guess was a cheeky way of the other person saying they weren’t going to tell him anything so he’d continued forward as such, but the way he quickly gave up the info gave him some hint that he may have gotten the wrong end of the stick there. He leaned over as he was finally provided some juicy info, but even then that seemed to be minimalistic. Ah well, at least felt truthful, and as much as he liked to tell the truth, even he could understand the absence of information was not in itself a lie.

“Well gaming and destruction go hand in hand with a lot of today’s videogames. Not that I’m against that, however anyone wants to get their release right?~” Though at the comment that he was trying to suppress it Niso looked visibly worried, hopping off his pile of junk and dropping his rod. “Oh no no no! Never suppress tendancies like that! Life is…well life when you mean BEING ALIVE Is all that matters, but ‘life’? These social constructs we do to tell us to be nice, polite, tidy, non-smashy, ignooooore those. If being destructive is a good part of your life-!~” He spread his arms open with a grand gesture. “Embrace it!~”

He twirled on his heel and hummed to himself, picking back up his rod and swinging it about in a circle, not wacking anything, just using it as a counter weight to enhance his spin. “Who cares what everyone else things, if being smashy is good for you, stick to it!~” With the question on if he was done smashing, he stopped spinning and balanced an elbow on his rod like a fancy cane. “Hmmmm…ya know it was fun but it’s left me yearning for something more…” He gestured to them with a smile. “What did you used to destroy smashy man?~ We’ll do that.”