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While it seemed Encke had a particularly unlucky time lately when it came to avoiding things while he was powered up to go for runs, old habits died hard, and Encke was back at it again.

He picked a different park area this time, honestly hoping to avoid any confrontation today. It wasn't that he didn't want to help people, and civilians, necessarily. He'd defend them if he came across them, if he came across them. He just had to admit that he'd rather just ... not come across them.

Encke shook his head out of his thoughts and continued on his path.

His rhythm was even, boots hitting the pavement at a steady enough beat that it could be sung over. He wasn't going particularly fast today, but he didn't need to. His goal was to relax. To not worry about coming across the Negaverse or a civilian in stress. To not ponder over his latest role. To not think, really.

Hopefully he'd get to do that.

"Gah!"

Encke stumbled forward, suddenly brought off-balance by the sudden shove from what sounded like a very fighty agent. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure he was right, and grimaced when he realized he was. Great. These people were everywhere, weren't they?

Uncomfortably, Encke raised his arms to defend himself, but didn't actually shove her back yet. Shoving seemed childish. Not that he really wanted to punch and kick and stomp and ... Headbutt.

He swore his head still hurt from that.

Some part of him wanted to give up so maybe she'd leave him alone, but the other, and honestly much bigger, part of him didn't want to think about what giving up to anyone in the Negaverse would entail. He was fairly sure that would probably involve being kidnapped, or turned into one of those senshi with the cracks in their chests and forehead like the man who had decided headbutting him was a good idea.

Plus, he never said she was stronger.

"Hey, I didn't say you were stronger or--"

Wait.

Was that a...

"Your weapon is a," he blinked, "tissue."

Encke's arms fell to his sides, his defenses dropping the moment he saw what she was brandishing at him. Was ... was she serious?

"You're joking."

No, she definitely wasn't joking.

In fact, she was quite serious. Encke made a rather undignified squeak when she kicked him in the shin, recoiling back from her and attempting to grab at it. He bounced back a step to try and reopen some distance between them, looking up and grimacing at her.

Just in time to get whacked in the face with the tissue.

Scrambling at the tissue ... ghost, apparently, caused him to lift his arm, making sure her punch grazed his side instead. He tossed the ghost back at her face in turn.

Part of him knew better, but the other part of him couldn't resist the, "Sound awful confident for having a tissue as a weapon," snark that slipped from his lips.

Almost immediately realizing that would probably result in another shin kick, he reached forward and leaned to shove her back to keep her away from him.

When she stamped her foot in defiance, Encke couldn't help wondering how old this girl was. She was acting like ... well, a little girl. You lose I win wasn't exactly the type of statement an adult would make. At least, not a mature one.

Still, his taunt seemed to be pissing her off enough that she wasn't actually attacking him, just getting frustrated at him. Which was fine. He was fine with not getting attacked any further.

He was expecting another attack, though, and found himself rather surprised when one didn't actually come.

She just... gave up.

Encke blinked.

Well, so much for she won and he lost. Seemed like he won to him. Though he wasn't really sure how he won, really. All he did was throw her tissue ghost back at her and shove her a few more feet back. Was that all it took? He was used to the Negaverse fighting him back a lot harder, from the senshi with the cracked chests to the almost monstrous ones like the agent he ran into in the Negaverse who apparently had actual lightbulbs on her head. That still confused him a bit...

"I'm free to go?" asked Encke, uncertainly. He was honestly expecting this to be some kind of trap. Her giving up didn't exactly match with his common experiences. Uneasily, he backed up a few steps, making sure that she wasn't going to run up to him and pounce him if he went ahead and took her up on that.

Next... Time?

Well, alright then. Encke blinked, more than a little surprised that it wasn't a trick and and she really was truly just... Letting him leave.

In fact, she was leaving.

Encke stood there for a few moments, trying to figure out how exactly he was supposed to respond to this, before deciding he would just be relieved he didn't have to actually fight any further tonight. That was what he wanted in the first place.

Right.