four ☆ the world on his shoulders

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[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.

Finally, he's ready. His knuckles whiten around his quarterstaff, which has somehow managed to survive all this time (also despite getting owned by the rogue Imagin a few weeks ago). He practices a few defensive stances, then one of the attacking ones he's been taught. He goes on to attempt a few he's seen... er... felt Urataros using for some time, then steps back and leans on his staff. He needs... more. This isn't enough.

It's worth a shot.]

Aniki?


[ooc: Feel free to bother/stalk/whatever. They just got a canonbump, and Ryotarou is officially out of cards, so Yuuto has to pick up the slack now.]

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[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Ryotarou stands nearby, leaning against one of the large rocks that came with the sand and waves. He's not sure he can say anything; it's all up to Yuuto now, but he still feels like he should be around. Even if he isn't actually any more help.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[When he doesn't get a response, he goes through the motions again. He doesn't seem to care Ryotarou is there. He's growing increasingly frustrated, though. Why doesn't it come easy unless the Imagin are inside of him? Damn it! But then again, that's the whole point of having the Imagin, and so ...]

Ugh.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... You're putting too much force into it.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

No I'm n—

[insert sandy explosion here, hooray for tripping himself]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She's generally been hiding from the world since the end of her experiment, and is still feeling rather tired/angry/what have you from being messed with that way.] What's bothering you, Sakurai?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto is a little hesitant since she was acting really funky last time, but she's here, and he needs help. /Now./]

Teach me more.




... please.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Soft smile. She nods, vanishes--and reappears behind him, swinging her own staff at his side.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[He's obviously troubled by something, but he's pulling beyond it now, trying to focus. Surprise attack isn't too much of a surprise. He manages to block it just in time, but he's not sure what to do from there.]

[contract_star]

[Lurking. Hei has taken it upon himself to stalk both of them, now that he knows about the cards.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto does not have lurking senses, so he goes through the motions again. Then he trips himself with the staff and goes flying facedown into the sand. LOL.]

[contract_star]

[Steps forward.] Ah...are you okay?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[He gets up and sits back on his feet, shaking a bunch of sand out of his hair, eyes, mouth.]

Ugh. I'm fine.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

[Ryuuta sits on the beach nearby just kinda watching. ... especially since this looks -just- like the sort of thing his Ryotarou would be doing.]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[If Yuuto notices, he pretends not to care. He's too busy practicing high and low and middle blocks.]

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

[Lies onto his stomach and kicks his legs in the sand.] Nee, what're you doing?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Training. What does it look li— [He stumbles, but doesn't fall on his face.] ... like.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

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

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[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.livejournal.com]

You're doing it wrong.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[fdhskf gets up]

I didn't ask you!

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Lurks behind the lurker :| ]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Turns his head a little and --...]

Can I help you?

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Training?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Uh — yeah.

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't know much about weapons, but you need your feet further apart. If your stance is sturdy, you can put all that force into your swing but not fall over.