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[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto is sitting in a concrete pipe looking moodier and more morose than usual. That is, if you could tell one >:[ expression from another. He also punched the pipe. Which, well, the pipe won.]


((Yuuto and Ryuutaros are more similar to each other then they'd ever admit...))

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[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Unless you're that dead-set on losing to the pipe. [She lifts her hand a little higher]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[. . . Yuuto pulls himself up and leans back a bit.]

Let me say this to start, I'm pretty strong.

[And then he punches at her hand, throwing his bodyweight into it. Yuuto is one of those people who relieves stress through physical exertion, and it shows.]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne stumbles back a step. She's used to taking (and receiving) punches, and the addition of her stand power definitely helps to absorb the brunt of the punch.]

Yare yare, you're not too bad.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto opens and closes his fist, not quite looking sheepish.]

Yeah, I know.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Feeling better now?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

. . .

yeah.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Good.