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.]

Comments

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Lurks behind the lurker :| ]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

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

Can I help you?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Depends on why you're glowering at my student.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

I'm not glowering.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You're always glowering.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[ :| ]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

See?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Is that all you wanted?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

No.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Then what?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Well, I'd like to know why your stalking my student, beyond that he looks like you. For starters.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Too bad.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Twitch of a sarcastic smile] You've Ryotarou's love of privacy and Sakurai's poor temper.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs. He has a lot to think about at the moment.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[As though she doesn't care] Something on your mind?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

No.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You lie worse than both of them.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[hrrrrrkkkasnl.]

Good job for you.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Sigh] If... [No comparing him to people won't help]

As I said before, I won't tell anyone what you tell me. [Shrugs and turns to watch other!Yuuto]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[. . .Yuuto looks at his other self too for a while, and then.] How strong is he?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Watches him in silence for a bit longer.] You can see as well as I can.

[Another moment, then,] He's stubborn and stupid and needs to learn to control his temper. He overcompensates and gets discouraged easily.

[Pause] He's got a good heart, and if you know how to motivate him he learns gods-curst quickly. He wants to be strong for his own sake and others'--one of the best motivators a lad or lass can have. One of the healthiest, for certain, if you don't push yourself too hard too soon. [Shrug] He's not weak. He can get stronger.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[. . . Yuuto nods, he doesn't have anything else to say. Or, rather, what he wants to talk about he's not sure how to ever begin it.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She's in no hurry, so she'll just be standing and giving him a chance to find the words before she starts in some inane direction that will--probably, eventually--lead somewhere.]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[. . . too bad Yuuto really fails at this whole 'talking to people honestly' thing.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[As do, well, most people she knows on the plane] He's not bad for someone who only just started learning.