Eruka never felt more awkward. Walking around, outside, in Death City, during the day, was just plain wrong to her. Her usual attire was switched to a black T-Shirt with a smiling frog on it and a pair of jeans, her usual boots still on as she walked a couple steps behind Crona and the group who took the ex-murderer in. Ironic: she had feared the Star-Clan Assassin, the Reaper Boy, and the Scythe Meister, and now she was walking with them.
"Can we trust her? She's a Witch. A Witch that helped Medusa." the Scythe Meister, Maka, whispered to Crona. Eruka could still hear her, but didn't show any sign of it.
"S-she isn't so bad, Maka." Crona defended, "She was actually really nice to me." he continued. Eruka grinned. Having someone stick out for her felt nice.
"Whatever. She better not give us any problems. A big man like me would have no problem crushing her into the pavement." Black*Star boasted, causing shivers to go up the Frog Witch's spine.
"Black*Star..." sighed his partner, Tsubaki as she noticed the look of discomfort on Eruka's face.
"If Crona says she's alright, she's alright till proven wrong." Soul shrugged with his usual cool attitude.
The group made it to there usual spot: a basketball court. Liz and Maka drew straws to see who sits out.
"Alright. Since Maka sucks, the team with her should get the Witch too to make this fair." Black*Star smirked. Maka glared at the Scythe Meister as she quickly delivered a blow to his skull with a thick bug she happened to carry with her. The teams were soon set: Kid's team with Soul, Maka, Eruka, and Tsubaki VS Black*Star's Team with Crona, Patty, and Liz.
Black*Star, Soul, and Kid were easily dominating the court, Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty doing a decent job as well. Whenever Crona got the ball, he would usually panic and pass it, for some odd reason, giving it to Maka, who would stand around confused. Eruka never got the ball: and that's how she liked it. She never played basket ball, but just from watching Crona and Maka, she could tell this was a game not for her.
The score was tied, 20 to 20, so the next point would win. Maka had the ball and Patty was charging straight for her. In a sudden panic, she tossed the ball to the first person who was free. It just so happened to be Eruka.
"Uh..." the frog witch had no idea what to do. She looked around, and to her horror, saw the Star Clan Assassin rushing right at her, that cold look in his eyes as if she was going to take her soul.
"This is my era!" he cried as he got closer to Eruka, the witch frozen in fear as Black*Star got closer to his objective: the ball.
"AH! Take it!" Eruka cried, instinctively throwing the ball. It landed smack-dab in Black*Star's face. The unprepared killer was caught off guard as the force of the ball broke his nose and he fell on his backside. Everyone looked shocked at the scene, not quite sure what to make of it.
"Holy shit! Damnit, what the hell?!" Black*Star shouted as he held his nose and stood up. Tsubaki ran to her partner, worried for his condition even though it was just a broken nose.
Soul snickered as he started laughing. Make joined in as well as Kid and the Thompson Sister.
"Wow Black*Star. Can't believe such a big man got clocked by the new girl!" Patty laughed as she held her sides.
"This is seriously uncool." Soul snickered.
"Guess this goes on your record of loses, huh?" Kid questioned.
"No way! This wasn't a fight! If it was, the man who would surpass God wouldn't lose like this!" Black*Star defended, actually causing the laughter to rise.
Eruka still looked shocked before she began snickering herself. The scene was just too funny. Crona covered his mouth as a few laughs escaped him. He didn't know how to deal with laughing at his friend.