four ☆ the world on his shoulders

[hasarrived]

[Yuuto shows up on the beach looking a little dirty, but he's fine otherwise. His jacket is unzipped and the shirt he's wearing shows the outlines of a leather harness and weights beneath. He pauses to strip off his shoes so that he can jump around on the sand

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[zephyrum]

[. . . just. Watching for a bit, this is a completely surreal experience.]

[hasarrived]

[He doesn't seem to be doing too bad. He's been practicing like hell -- and then he trips himself. BUT HE DOESN'T LAND ON HIS FACE! Just his knees.]

Damn it!

[zephyrum]

You're doing it wrong.

[hasarrived]

[fdhskf gets up]

I didn't ask you!

[zephyrum]

At least you didn't hit yourself in the face.

[The implication being he totally expected you to hit yourself in the face.]

[hasarrived]

Oh yeah? [Quarterstaves are pretty tall. Which gives him juuuuust enough temptation to swing it at the other Yuuto's head. B|] Oops.

[zephyrum]

[GETINTHECAR! Yuuto ducks and raises an arm at the same time protecting his head.

. . . and because he's mature aims a kick at the other Yuuto's ankles.]

What the hell!!

[hasarrived]

[Yuuto stumbles backward and lands on his ass. But he's getting back up, trying not to smirk too much and faaaailing.]

Almost hit myself in the face.

[zephyrum]

[Stands up straight again, seriously contemplating trying to beat the crap out of his other self.]

You missed.

[hasarrived]

I didn't miss. [It was technically a block.]

[zephyrum]

You're too stiff.

[hasarrived]

... You're calling me stiff?

[zephyrum]

. . .

[hasarrived]

Shut up!

[/MAKES NO SENSE]

[zephyrum]

The way you're doing this. You've locked up.

[hasarrived]

[... Damn, he has a point. He pouts a bit and eases his stance, but he's still annoyed.]

How am I supposed to relax?