yogen | ( OPEN. ) FIRST FIGHT.

Who: itto + whoever will give him the time of day...
What: big bad scary looking oni proves to be golden retriever ( arrival + catchall )
Where: various places
When: late january into february
Warnings: absolutely not

I. STAND OFF ( VENDING MACHINE. )

_{[ Itto couldn't really recall what had happened when he regained consciousness, but he ended up with a neat rock on his person which is now kept in his uniform pocket. He had first woken on the soccer field, and, after trying to break up a fight amongst people playing roughly, decided to head to his locker. From then henceforth, Itto has mainly been observant of the area, but attending classes with utmost energy despite whatever confusing thoughts fill his head.

One day, though, he could have sworn something was just particularly weird about the vending machines ever since Akira had trouble with them. They were just machines that gave items, right? It seems kind of.. foreign to him lately, as if he wasn't sure what their real purpose was. Totally weird. Now that he thinks about it, there's a lot of stuff that just feels foreign to him. Did he always go to school here? Did he always go to school at all? Did he actually belong here or somewhere else? It didn't matter. He had a bone to pick with this particular vending machine.

Itto jabs his thumb under his nostrils and flexes his hands together to make fists: ]}

So, we meet again, huh..
Have you been disrespecting others still?
_{Man.. it's cold here. Has it always been so cold here?..} Ugh, never mind. Listen! You've got some audacity not treatin' others fair, you know that?

_{[ yeah he's talking to it.... don't worry about it.. ]}

II. LET ME SHOW YOU MY BEETLES ( MEN'S BATHROOM. )

_{[ So you're using the urinal and there are plenty of other urinals between you and Itto, but for whatever reason, he's picking the one right next to you to use. What could someone want being this close to someone else in the bathroom? ]}

Hey, did you know.. rhinoceros beetles can grow up to 15 centimeters. They're the one of the largest kind! If you see'em on a tree, usually they're lookin' for sap to eat!

_{[ look at this guy.. still remaining optimistic.. ]}

_{[ ooc: if you'd like a closed prompt or anything else, let me know! ]}

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[Unfortunately he deserves a lot worse, if we’re being honest here.

Childe is quiet, mostly content to let this guy fill the silence while he himself commences with the patented shake and zip technique. It’s probably easier to not engage, after all. Just say as little as possible until slipping away into the shadows is a viable option.

He’s just stepping away to go and wash his hands when Itto says the magic F word, and suddenly Childe’s attention is wrenched back out of the escape planning and into the topic at hand.

Beetlefighting, huh?

He takes a moment to size Itto up in the mirror’s reflection - purposefully from the chest up, of course. The guy is big for sure, all that packed on muscle leaving little to the imagination when it comes to judging fighting prowess. He’s built like a bruiser, and given the way he’s going on about the beetles and the size difference, Childe’s starting to think fighting them is more intense than just a quick squish with a foot.

Maybe they’re magic? He’s certainly seen stranger here at Yogen, therefore he’s trying to keep an open mind.]

Are they strong, then? The beetles, I mean. To make up for their size.

_{[ Itto isn't entirely sure how he feels about the uniform he was given, but so far, he's been wearing it.. though he probably should button up the front. His usual lion mane of hair tied up in a meticulous ponytail. Something about wearing all of this felt right, but also felt weird. He has no idea the redhead is sizing him up, just pissing his life away (literally.)

He goes on the reply: ]}

Well, yeah! They're strong, especially for insects.. guess that's why I like'm so much. Really ambitious things. Maybe I see a little bit of myself in them.

But with nicer hair. Uh. Hair in general. Hair in general.. but it's nice.

_{[ He glances over his shoulder. ]}

What? Ya like strong things, huh?

I guess you could say that.

[He flicks his hands dry as he speaks, turning around fully once the sink is switched off so that he can address Itto and not his reflection. Childe himself has also long since grown used to wearing the school uniform, saving his particularly notable attire for more special occasions. The red mask still adorns the left side of his head, and the Vision attached to his hip is rather notable as it dangles, listing a little to the side as he folds his arms and leans back against the countertop.]

My particular interests align with becoming stronger through combat, so that I may someday conquer the world. [Just come out and say that like it's the most casual thing one could possibly say, no big deal.] I'd be interested in pitting myself up against one of these beetles of yours, should you come across one. I'm confident enough in my skills that I'm sure I could defeat it, but the practice would certainly be nice.

( OPEN. ) FIRST FIGHT.

don’t be sorry I’m in love with this himbo

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