third trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki shows up on the Astral Plane looking exhausted. He strips off his gear and flops down on the ground right where he's standing.]

Oi, baby shark. Find anything out?

[a pause]

Man... if I hear that guy telling me I'm not pushing myself one more time, I'm gonna start doubting if he's dead.

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[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Totally not exhausted from worrying about his brother] Why would you doubt if someone was dead?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow] A friend of ours left behind a training program inside of a computer.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

That sounds impressive. What are you training for? [Sooo trying to distract himself..]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki is great for distractions, especially when it comes to his own ego. He sits up.] Air Treck. The big tournament. [He holds up one of his skates for Shun to see.] Unlike those plaid-wearing homos, my team is actually going somewhere.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Someone was talking about that once, but I really don't understand much about it. Exactly what kind of tournament is it?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

The Trophaeum Tower opens its gates in a couple of weeks, and the teams that want the title of champions have to compete against each other to see who can get to the top. The winner gets the title of Sky King.

But it's not just about fame and fortune or whatever. There's a whole political agenda going on and it's up to me to make sure neither of the top teams get control of it. Really bad things will happen if they do.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

How do you compete with each other, racing?

That doesn't sound good. This tournament must be really important if it has that kind of stuff attached to it.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Racing, fighting, tricks with our A-Ts, all three at the same time...

It is. It's the most important thing right now. [His eyes gain a distant look. There's the not-so-subtle squeezing of a fist at his side...] Too many people have sacrificed too much for me to back down now. And besides... that's where the wind is taking me.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

That sounds interesting! [Well, the racing and tricks do. The fighting doesn't sound nearly as appealing]

[Looks down] It's hard sometimes, living up to the sacrifices people have made.

[madamemoiselle]

{Stands over him, looking down with a curious expression} Pushing yourself doing what?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

We're training for a tournament. [He opens his eyes and realizes he has a very impressive view. Might as well make it worth it, right? He caaaaasually maneuvers himself around so that his head sits between her ankles. Grinning the whole time. 8D]

[madamemoiselle]

{Because yes head between a girls ankles is so casual. She doesn't say anything about it, just takes a step back} A tournament? What kind of tournament?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki makes a game out of it, digging his heels in so he slides after her. PANTIES~ ♥]

Air Treck championship, basically.

[madamemoiselle]

{This time he gets a foot to the face; I sure hope that heel is comfy on your forehead} Air Treck? Oh, those are those things that Juliet has, I think. What do you do for a championship?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[ACK. Ikki talks around the foot, but he stays where he is.]

Ugh. That homo? My team's way better than they are. As far as the tournament goes... it's brutal. You gotta fight your way to the top! It's not for the weak-hearted or the gender-confused.

[madamemoiselle]

{Changes her mind and instead just sits on the ground beside him. There. :| But she does laugh a little} Is that so? Poor Juliet~ He'd be hurt to hear that. Ne, but fighting? On those? That seems hard.

{As an afterthought} You're very persistent, you know.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki doesn't try to set his head in her lap or anything, he just lays back and rubs at the spot on his forehead where her foot was.] Pfft. Don't worry about him. Her. It. [He pauses, frowning up at the sky.] Yeah, it is. It can even kill a person, if used for the wrong reasons.

Heh. Thanks, lady.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[have a creepy 'O.O' staaaaaaare a few inches away from your face Ikki.]

You can talk to the birds and to the death?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[flinch] JEEZ! Get outta my face! [SHOVE] I don't talk to dead people, dumbass.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[falls back and winces, ouch ouch ouch] Ouuuch! [pouts, dusting his hurt back] But then what what what, hm hm hm, gero? What's with this dead thing, and and you look tired, gero! Is it because of flying, hm hm hm?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki folds his arms behind his head.] Well... a friend of my team was killed, but he left behind a training program for us inside of a computer. It's almost like he's yelling at us in person. It gets annoying, that's all. [He sighs and shifts so he has one leg crossed over the other.] I'll never get tired of stretching my wings, frog boy! It's slowing down for everyone else that gets exhausting.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

['computer' 'training program' too much weird information...] Aaah, yelling is not good gero! Adults are doing that a lot to me too, and Kuro too gero gero. Especially when I'm like this! [rolls around on the 'floor'] As if I wouldn't hear them haha.

[blinks] Whoah, wings? Wings, gero? Where are your wings, gero gero? Why I haven't seen them before?!

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I don't have real wings, you idiot. I use Air Treck. [He gestures to his A-Ts next to him.] They let me ride the wind like a real bird.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

Gero. [pokes ATs!] Why would you call something wings if they aren't wings gero? Naaahhh humans are so strange! [pokes at them again] These things can make anyone fly gero?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey. Don't diss 'em. [He yanks the A-Ts to his chest.] You gotta learn how, but yeah. It's the great equalizer.