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shifted_logs2015-01-12 06:20 pm
classed) wrote in shifted_logs2015-01-12 06:20 pm
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✭ it's not always the clash of wooden swords;;
who; zack ( classed ) & riku ( darkercalling )
what; what better way to let off some steam and bond like boys than sparring and … generally acting like boys?
when; backdated to before the snowfall.
where; the coliseum.
warnings; zack fair. that's it. that's the warning.
( to say that these boys have been through a bit in the past little while would have been a gross understatement. shadows and all that? whatever the hell they were? yeah, zack has had about enough of what the plane has to offer by way of the negative. nobody needs to be faced with that crap –
at least, not by literally being smacked in the face with it. people have different ways of dealing with their personal demons, all right? it's not … the best thing to have them suddenly made manifest and grinning at you like they just can't wait to see you crumble into nothing.
but that's all over and done with. no sense in dwelling on it, right? he'd managed to help riku deal with his problems, and he'd gotten through his own with some help from a certain song magic mistress; everything seems to have calmed down enough that, for what it's worth, it all seems eerily normal for a place like this. ( not that he's been around long enough to bear witness to the full extent of what the machine is capable of, but that isn't exactly the point. yet. )
it had been zack's idea, initially. a way to let both of them work off some of that tension that he's sure has been building up, and if he's perfectly honest? he'd really like to see what riku is capable of by way of combat. he looks built for it, and all told, it's been a while since this soldier right here has participated in a real sparring session. you know – the sort of thing that doesn't leave him on his knees in the dirt, fighting for breath and bleeding from a handful of cuts.
that other him really had been a brat. nngh.
anyway. he's waiting for his friend – yep, you're in the friendzone, riku! – with his sword braced lightly in one hand, point-down on the ground. he stands still for a the span of his next few breaths, but anyone ever claiming to know this boy at all will know that his ability to stand still for very long at all isn't all that well-developed, and when riku eventually shows up to their meeting place –
)
classed ) & riku ( darkercalling )what; what better way to let off some steam and bond like boys than sparring and … generally acting like boys?
when; backdated to before the snowfall.
where; the coliseum.
warnings; zack fair. that's it. that's the warning.
( to say that these boys have been through a bit in the past little while would have been a gross understatement. shadows and all that? whatever the hell they were? yeah, zack has had about enough of what the plane has to offer by way of the negative. nobody needs to be faced with that crap –
at least, not by literally being smacked in the face with it. people have different ways of dealing with their personal demons, all right? it's not … the best thing to have them suddenly made manifest and grinning at you like they just can't wait to see you crumble into nothing.
but that's all over and done with. no sense in dwelling on it, right? he'd managed to help riku deal with his problems, and he'd gotten through his own with some help from a certain song magic mistress; everything seems to have calmed down enough that, for what it's worth, it all seems eerily normal for a place like this. ( not that he's been around long enough to bear witness to the full extent of what the machine is capable of, but that isn't exactly the point. yet. )
it had been zack's idea, initially. a way to let both of them work off some of that tension that he's sure has been building up, and if he's perfectly honest? he'd really like to see what riku is capable of by way of combat. he looks built for it, and all told, it's been a while since this soldier right here has participated in a real sparring session. you know – the sort of thing that doesn't leave him on his knees in the dirt, fighting for breath and bleeding from a handful of cuts.
that other him really had been a brat. nngh.
anyway. he's waiting for his friend – yep, you're in the friendzone, riku! – with his sword braced lightly in one hand, point-down on the ground. he stands still for a the span of his next few breaths, but anyone ever claiming to know this boy at all will know that his ability to stand still for very long at all isn't all that well-developed, and when riku eventually shows up to their meeting place –
)
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Also he's not scrawny have you seen his abs... Though yeah maybe his legs could use some work in something other than the speed category.
Riku nods, smiling a little bit, already looking forward to this.]
Sounds fun. We can always move on if we want.
[He takes a second to stretch his arms up over his head... and once he lowers them again, he summons his blade, the clockwork-like mechanics clicking their way into place as it unfolds.]
But you know, I'm looking forward to this.
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he's also forever optimistic. but you may have figured that out about him by now.
maybe we'd see his abs if he wasn't rolling around in that organization coat. share the goods, bro. or is that just for your blond-headed boyfriend?zack stretches a bit himself, reaching for his own sword as the other summons his blade, and okay, he finally has to ask since he hasn't gotten the chance yet – ) What is that thing, anyway? I mean. It's a blade, I see that, but how can you just … call it up out of thin air like that? Are you magic?
( zack asdlkhg
but um. yeah. ) Hey, I've been looking forward to it since we made plans. ( beaming! ) I'm just glad you took me up on the offer.
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blond-headed boyfriend what are you talking about shut upIs he magic? You know, he's never actually considered that. And he quirks a small, amused little smile as he shakes his head.]
No, I'm not. But it is. [He turns it over in his hand, showing it to him.] Back home, there's a mist that surrounds all of the worlds. It is its own kind of magic. And since my sword was made from it, I've learned to use the mist magic I control to summon it whenever I want.
[... Super abbreviated version! Yay. He wonders if he's gonna have to elaborate. Hmm.
But the beaming... he's glad Zack already seems to be enjoying himself, honestly.]