Private What's the gremlin up to today?

It had been roughly a few weeks or so since Yoshihiro Joe had arrived at the Manta Carlos islands. Suffice to say, it had bee a whirlwind for him in the time between then and now. Not only did he have to do extra work to get up to speed with his class as part of his transfer to Starlight Academy but, well, he was still having trouble wrapping his mind around the existence of such fantastical and strange individuals. As one who had grown up in the Narrow Reality for most of his life, meeting vampires and werewolves in gym class and painting besides a chatty demigod and slime girl was... Hard to adjust to, at least so far. Thanfkully, he was gradually growing more used to being surprised by those he met, as well as not letting it impact his opinion of them.

No- he had no time for that. Not when there was justice to be served.

"Time Cop, clocking in. I've found a secure vantage point to observe for suspicious activity amongst the student body. I shouldn't get yelled at by passing teachers this time. No unlawful activity can escape my gaze." Yojo whispered to his tape recorder as he straddled a large wooden branch overlooking the main courtyard of Starlight Academy. It was a fairly uneventful day with not too much foot traffic passing by him. Still, vigilance was needed if one was too respond to a crime in the making!

Yojo took a bit of the dango he'd brought with him, making sure this time not to drop any onto the grass beneath him like before. He was doing an okay job of hiding. Hopefully he wouldn't be noticed unless consciously looked for.

Suddenly, a new development. A suspicious girl slinking toward the front gate of the campus!

Yojo's eyes narrowed as he pulled up a pair of binoculars to watch the stranger as she made her way over. It seemed she was thinking to herself... Yeah, she was in her own head- which meant she was seriously considering something important... Such as BEING A LIFETIME CRIMINAL. Yojo swallowed the rest of his dango, certain of his assumption as being objective truth. Oh yeah, there was no way he could let this one go without observing her more. "Suspicious individual going to the front gate. Possible delinquent activity. I'm going to go investigate from a distance. Time Cop out." Yojo said before turning off the recorder, hopping down from his tree, and sneakily following Evie as she exited the front gate.

Just where was she going, anyways?

@Lotharingia

Just when he thought that she was going to stop and do something shady, she just kept walking. Did she know he was following her? She couldn't have, at least, not from the way that she was acting so far. What's more, her head was tucked down to look at her phone, only occasionally looking to make sure she didn't bump into someone while she walked. It was only when she stopped in front of a benign looking alleyway that she halted to look around and see if anyone was paying her any mind. Thankfully, this wasn't Yojo's first stalking pursuit, and he knew better than to try and look away erratically to avoid eye contact. Instead, he kept his eyes forward, a trained and glazed look in his eyes as if he were looking through the girl to the street ahead rather than right at her. It seemed to work, she disappeared in the alleyway a moment later.

Bingo, he was on to something.

Yojo stopped near the entrance to the alley, waiting to hear the girl's footsteps walk away from him before poking his head out somewhat to spy on her. His gut instinct told him that a drug deal of some kind was in the process- what his gut did not prepare him for, however, was seeing her casually stroll up the wall. "What the..." He whispered to himself, eyes going wide in confusion. There was no way he'd be able to get up there. His prized long arm of the law was just not long enough to reach 2 stories above him.

Yojo watched as the girl pulled out a spray paint can, popped a squat down on the side of the wall, and began painting. Vandalism, eh? It wasn't the kind of thing he'd be snapping pictures of and rushing to Roldan with as evidence for a hot lead. Still, it was illegal, and just those terrible purple grape-flavored Jolly Ranchers, he should had halted her right there for participating i something so blatantly illegal...

The teen sighed as he watched the girl work. He didn't have it in him to bust her for this. Did he?

He looked over his shoulder to check if anyone was coming, thinking on his feet and abruptly walking into the alleyway.

"It looks good so far." He said loud enough for his voice to carry up to where the girl was painting. He kept his hands in his pockets, eyeing the early stages of her design. "Reminds me of LA. Makes the urban sprawl look less gray, as well as make the homeless feel like they have a landmark to call home." Yojo said, admiring his work and trying oh so hard to not seem too offputting. He refocused his gaze on the girl more intently, "Can I get the artists name? I don't think you'd be leaving a signature as it stands." he requested, his interest in the strange gravity-defying girl growing by the moment.

"I'm Joe. Yoshihiro Joe."

Yojo crossed his arms in front of his chest as he watched the girl pause in her artistic pursuits long enough to notice him. She certainly had the air of a fellow trickster, just by looking at that insufferable smirk and knowing gleam in her gaze. God, had he been like that growing up? Either way, she avoided giving him her name, a fact that didn't endear him to her all that quickly.

"Less drab, huh?" He asked, thinking the point over for a moment. Manta Carlos wasn't too different from some of the bigger cities he'd visited growing up. "I don't know if I'd agree too quickly to that." He replied, shaking his head slowly. Hell, he'd only been here a month or so and he was still being surprised by the people het met. Being a student may have been a tad boring, but at least the people didn't seem all that dull!

He eyed the green squiggles on the wall that she'd etched down before he interrupted her as she spoke. It was unlikely he'd be able to get up there and actually stop her from doing something he didn't want her to. He was a sad little boy with sad little boy legs that, alas, could not walk up walls like she could. Then again, from an ex-trickster to a current one, he loathed the idea of having to rat someone out for something so small- even if it fell under delinquent behavior!

"Yeah, I do." He stated, looking up at the girl as he stood there. "I'm something of a cop wannabe. I'd be happy if you'd stop and come down, but I don't think I could stop you if you refused. Compound that with not wanting to rat you out for something so small and you're leaving me in a difficult position currently." He hummed in thought, scratching his nose a bit as he watched her lay down... Upside down against the wall.

"If this is just, like, a boredom thing. I'd be happy to try and entertain you for the rest of the day until it gets late and you decide to go home." He offered, waiting to see if she'd bite at all to the idea. He didn't have plans for the rest of the day, truthfully. Making an acquaintence out of a new classmate wasn't the worst idea ever. "If not, we can always make a bet." He said, fishing around his pocket for a coin and flipping it idly in his palm.

Come on, he had to hook her on that part if worst came to worst, right?