his first evening out on the town, and he chose to spend it within the arcade. for how could he resist to indulge in such nostalgia? the sight brought him back to hanamura. a time in his youth, as a more carefree and optimistic boy, would the young shimada spend hours in the arcade hiding from his responsibilities. he remembered all too well that more than half the cabinets in there had his name scrawled along the high score placement. first place, of course. genji could not help but wonder if anyone has since then beaten his records.
though it is not like he will be finding out any time soon.
with a plastic cup full of tokens the cyborg aimlessly wandered, searching for a game to play. perhaps a survival game of some sort. or maybe more of a time-waster– pinball was a guilty pleasure of his. though indecisiveness would soon be interrupted by a clamoring sound.
a crowd of people had gathered around one particular cabinet. mortal kombat it read, a group of boys hooting and hollering as one defeated looking individual slumped aside. out of curiosity did the ninja crane his neck a bit to see above the crowd, eyes widening for a moment to see just who had been causing all the commotion.
all it took was a player one wins! screen and a determined young woman for everything in his mind to click.
“not bad, but not the best either.” he was only teasing of course. pushing his way through the small gathering did the man settle beside her, setting his cup on the ground near his feet. genji grinned to himself while placing two tokens within the player two slot. fingers gripped the joystick with ease, his free hand resting on the buttons to the right of him.
“allow me to show you who reigns supreme, hana.”
Despite working on the arcade, nothing would ever deter her from spending much of her free time there. It had become her second home and very quickly she had become notorious for mercilessly crushing her opponents on every time of game the arcade had to offer, much like she did online.
Her challengers were anyone and everyone who accepted and destroying the boys at mortal kombat was nothing new. She enjoyed the game, she enjoyed taunting her opponent the entire time, telling them to “nerf this” when she finished them off and once again added yet another victory to her string of successes.
The small crowd gathering around them was also nothing new; her enthusiastic yet brutal attitude toward gaming had become a source of entertainment for the rest of the customers. “Who’s next?” She would ask the crowd, a smug smirk upon her lips as she’d glance over the crowd. “I don’t think this guy was even trying!”
However all it took was for a familiar voice to address her, dark eyes settling upon last person she ever expected to see her. “Genji?!” Her face broke out into a happy, yet somewhat relieved smile however she couldn’t help but scoff at his challenge.
“Really? Do you need reminding as to who was world champion for three years in a row?” She turned her attention back to the screen but not before that happy smile turned into a mischievous one. “We shall see who ‘reigns supreme’.” She hesitated for a moment before starting the game then added, “It’s so good to see you, though. I’ve been stuck here on my own for so long; do you know who they made me room next to? I’ll give you a hint: he’s angry, shadowy and says ‘die’ all the time.”
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