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eleventh breath ✧ action

[It's sometime after he's gotten back from the usual friday morning session at the dojo, and it's pouring down rain outside. Therefore, the logical place for Isamu to be is indoors, maybe reading a book. This, however, is not the case.

After leaving a note for Naoki, Isamu has headed back outside in just a button-up shirt and pants. In the woods not too far from his apartment building, he's currently standing uncovered in the rain. If someone was to watch him, they might catch him occasionally throwing his arms up in the air with a "HA!"... only to have nothing happen.

Though looking discouraged, the teen will continue this for the next while.]

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Well, that depends. [He frowns, glaring upwards.] I don't think it's too keen on keeping out the elements. I'm hoping that won't be the case with something purely physical.

[Seeing as this is totally relevant to his interests...]

If you need someone to practice against, I'm pretty sure a kick counts as "purely physical".

[Raising an eyebrow.] Dude, you were crushing rocks with those feet. I don't think I'm that durable yet.

Lucky you don't look like a shitty rock to me.

I can hold back.

You wanted to try this, like... right now? I'm not sure how much control I'll be able to manage.

We can try whenever you're ready.

So I'll just call you up all 'Hey, Sanji-san, I'm ready to be your punching bag'?

Or kicking bag. Whatever.

Oi, I don't have problem with this.

...Try not to sound so cheerful about it.

[Teasing you is so good for the soul, Isamu, and Sanji lets out the most honest smirk he's had in days.]

Try not to mention it in front of Naoki - he might have shit to say about me kicking you.

Yeah, I won't. [He might have asked Raph instead, but he knew the issues the turtle had with magic.] I don't need any lectures.

[Sanji had been joking, actually, so arches a brow]

Would he really lecture you?

[Isamu rolls his eyes.] Nah. But he'll get all worried and shit.

Can't really blame him.

But you sound like you can handle yourself.

[Well, he's not used to hearing THAT. Sanji gets a surprised look before the smirk returns.]

See, that's what I've been saying.

[snorts. But he's got his reasons for saying what he did.

For now though... Sanji jumps out of the tree and lands next to Isamu, pulling the hood more tightly over his head]

Is Naoki living with you now?

[You get a wary look for that question.]

Yeah... Figured he'd told you.

[He looks satisfied with the answer]

No, it didn't come up.

But glad to hear it anyway.

[It's not like he could have said no. Not when Naoki ~~has those big puppy eyes~~ would have been all upset about it.]

Couldn't let him stay with you and your second hand smoke.

Tch. That's what shitty windows are for.

[though he grows a tad more serious]

Eight people live at my place already - we don't got room for anyone else.

Windows don't keep everything from smelling like it. [Smokers. Seriously.]

But yeah. Don't worry. I'll put up with his mothering so you don't have to build another room for him.

[HANDWAVES] It hasn't bugged him yet.

[And Sanji just smirks - this is precisely why he puts up with your bs]

What a weight off my shoulders.

Heh. [He brushes some dripping bangs away from his eyes.]

That all you wanted?

[A nod. Sanji waves as he starts to walk off, slipping deeper into the forest]

Have fun practicing in the shitty rain, kid.

Hey, I'm having a blast.

[He sneezes.]

...Catch you around.

Edited 2010-06-26 21:58 (UTC)

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