One thing--it has to be reasonably fair, if you want to do this. I won't use Hierophant, and you won't kick the shit out of me with Hamon. I don't expect to be much of a challenge in a straight sparring match, but I could use the practice.
[Kakyoin's stance may have been embarrassing and amateur, but he was very quick--and clever enough to know what worked in concept. So he moved aside in a couple quick steps, right hand coming up to redirect Caesar's arm and the left moving for a sharp hook to the jaw.]
[Of all the places he'd guard, that was pretty much #1 on the list.]
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[A beat.]
. . . But I can do this.
[And his hands come together under the water and shove, a Hamon-charged wave crashing towards Kakyoin on the shore.]
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[congratulations]
[he is thoroughly soaked and oh my god his poor hair]
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Don't tell me you can't take exactly what you're willing to give out.
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[Kakyoin stood up and raked his hair back out of his face, smirking.]
I don't give up easily.
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[He's bored. Bored bored bored. Why not provoke everyone?]
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[Gross.]
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[logic]
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[well-adjusted young adults]
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[totally]
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[He tips his chin up.]
Go on.
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[Caesar NO]
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[you two]
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Nobody's ever actually managed to do that. Not since I was - twelve?
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[let's fucking go]
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[Shrugging, Kakyoin took off his glasses again and raised his hands into an amateur fighting stance.]
Shall we get started?
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Just one second.
[And he crosses the space between them, adjusts Kakyoin's arms into something less embarrassing, and moves back again, although not quite as far.]
All right.
[--and then he just fucking goes, aiming a fist for Kakyoin's solar plexus.]
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[Of all the places he'd guard, that was pretty much #1 on the list.]
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