musubi | eleventh breath ✧ action

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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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[He just rolls his eyes.]

And what is with you people playin' lighting rod today?

If I was doing that I'd be out in an open field or something.

I was just testing something out.

Did it work? ['Cause he didn't see anything spectacular.]

[sigh] ...Not really.

I don't get why you keep tryin'. You been at it for months and nothin' ever works.

That's not true! [He could heal. Hadn't he told him?]

This is just... not what this sort of magic is typically used for.

[Yeah, he knows about the healing thing. He's just never seen Isamu do magic by his definition, which is a whole lot flashier than this.]

Uh-huh. [He squints up at the sky.] So you're gonna heal the rain away?

Shield... [Isamu makes a vague motion with one hand.] Figure it's all the the same school of thought.

Might not be thinking in the right direction, though...

Ever heard of an umbrella?

That's missing the point, dumbass.

I'm just sayin', seems like a lot of trouble for no reason.

It's not that it's rain. It's that it's water. I'm trying to block out the element itself, and this seemed like a good way to try it.

[Safer than some, anyway.]

But I'm thinking if I can only heal something living, then maybe I can only block something living.

[He shrugs, fiddling with his shuriken before tucking them back in his belt.]

Don't ask me. I know nothin' about that kinda stuff.

Wasn't asking. Just speculating.

[He sniffles a little. Man, he can already see the Naoki mothering happening.] I'm gonna have to go in. This was a bust.

Yeah, ain't rain bad for humans? [He eyes Isamu with an odd look, like he's gonna keel over any minute.]

[He's not too far from it.] It's just wet. Might get me a cold, that's all.

Trying to get this magic to work, on the other hand... Pretty damn tiring.

Bet mama Naoki'll make you some nice chicken soup. [Hear that taunting? He's been waiting forever for this opporunity.]

...Yeah, fuck you. [It's worse because it's true.]

[So true. He claps Isamu good-naturedly on the shoulder.] Just get outta here, wouldja? Leave the rain for the turtles.

About that... [He rubs at the back of his neck.]

I'm on the fifth floor... Could you give me a hand?

[He looks at him with a touch of concern. Yeah, the guy looked tired before, but he wasn't expecting this.]

You feelin' okay?

[Isamu gives a short chuckle.] I'm just really beat. And I'm starting to really hate those stairs.

Ah, they're good for ya. Fifth floor should be a piece of cake.

Man... [He shoves away from the tree, sticking his hands in his pockets.]

Install electricity but can't even add a damn elevator...

Whatever. Guess I'll just drag myself up there, then.

I'll help ya if you need it. I ain't that much of a asshole.

[He takes a few steps forward, then half-turns back to Isamu.]

You comin' or what?

Edited 2010-06-29 03:49 (UTC)

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