[closed] it's the moment to live

[reticents]

Who: piufiori and stray_gunner
When: Mid-morning/noon.
Where: around the Ruins.
Format: A-ac..tion..
What: KANDA used SUMMON CAULIFLOWER. It's super effective!
Warnings: e-eh... violence? yeah. violence. snark comes free of charge.

Comments

[stray_gunner]

[well, this is a weird message to see first thing in the morning. regardless, he has nothing better to do, so he's there just after kanda... cuts up a pillar.

eyebrow raise.]

What?

[he means, 'what did you want' and 'what the hell was that with the pillar-thing' but articulation is not his strong point.]

[reticents]

[Kanda could learn to be a bit less vague with his text messages, huh?

just a bit surprised that Heine actually showed up, but that passes quickly. kicks another chunk of rock aside.]

Needed some exercise. [neither is it Kanda's. but he's trying to uh, get better at that.]

You up for it?

[stray_gunner]

[y...eah, that might be helpful.]

Couldn't you do that on your own?

[but he isn't leaving! it's a good sign. maybe.]

[reticents]

[helpful is as helpful does..! or something.]

Couldn't hurt to have a helping hand. [turning with a roll of his shoulder.] Beating up rocks gets boring after a while.

[stray_gunner]

Is that a compliment?

[he's... not sure.]

So do you expect me to rig up a treadmill or something?

[reticents]

[shrugs.

a. a what. what is a tread--

never mind.]

How about just some traditional fist swinging?

[stray_gunner]

[actually, it's pretty good that he doesn't care, because he isn't much good with machinery.]

Fine.

[for a moment there, he thinks, kanda sounded like -- ]

Yeah, fine.

[reticents]

[machinery can go die in a dumpster, that shit is scary.]

Fine.

[sliding the sword back into its sheath and unstrapping it from his waist. leans it against whatever's left of the pillar and starts rolling up his sleeves. luckily he dressed loosely today, rather than that usual formal wear of his.]

[stray_gunner]

[sure. genetic study or whatever that shit is can go along with it.

watching kanda. he hasn't really bothered to follow the fashion trends here, so he's still got the same clothes as usual.

waiting.]

[reticents]

[fashion trends are stupid too.. although they do help with blending in, kind of. if you care about that kind of thing.

turning back with an exhale.]

No holds barred?

[stray_gunner]

Sure.

[awkward shrug-slash-shoulder roll. he won't make the first move.]

[reticents]

Right then.

[oh. alright. fine. kanda will take the first lunge forward then with an arm swinging out to cuff Heine around the neck.]

[stray_gunner]

[fair enough. leaning back and blocking with one arm, before backing up a few steps. it's not that he's not on the offense, though.]

[reticents]

[pulling that arm back and readying the other fist. lunging closer this time in an attempt to land an uppercut into his abdomen.]

[stray_gunner]

[slides to the side to avoid the strike, but gets clipped anyway before ramming an elbow towards his chest.]

[reticents]

[coughing a bit at the impact, and then shoving his elbow away. and another fist towards Heine's face!]