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You remember how we were talking the other day - about the entire ocean?

...I recall something to that effect, yes.

I can't do that.

[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.]

WHAT-

[congratulations]

[he is thoroughly soaked and oh my god his poor hair]

[Aaaaand Caesar stands up, shakes the excess water out of his hair, and smirks like the world's biggest douchebag. Which he is.]

Don't tell me you can't take exactly what you're willing to give out.

You shouldn't challenge me with unfair odds, Caesar.

[Kakyoin stood up and raked his hair back out of his face, smirking.]

I don't give up easily.

That sounds like an excellent reason to challenge someone, to me.

[He's bored. Bored bored bored. Why not provoke everyone?]

If you wanted a fight that badly, you should have just asked.

I would have, if you hadn't decided to be all nice to me.

[Gross.]

I'm perfectly capable of fighting people that I also like being nice to.

[logic]

. . . Isn't that how that normally works?

[well-adjusted young adults]

It should be.

[totally]

Well, next time start with fighting, then. That's easier.

I'll make a careful note of that for next time. Now did you want a fight, or just to stand around talking about it?

Tch.

[He tips his chin up.]

Go on.

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.

. . . So you want me to just punch you.

[Caesar NO]

...With the understanding that I'm completely willing to break your nose, sure.

[you two]

[HE LOOKS SO HAPPY.]

Nobody's ever actually managed to do that. Not since I was - twelve?

I can promise only to make my best attempt. Physical fighting was never quite my specialty, but I don't mind trying.

[let's fucking go]

If your friend gets upset about your ruined face, I'm telling him it was your idea.

Jotaro isn't my mother. I can handle myself, and he knows that.

[Shrugging, Kakyoin took off his glasses again and raised his hands into an amateur fighting stance.]

Shall we get started?

[. . . He sighs.]

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.]

[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.]

[He'd figured from the start that speed would be his major disadvantage here; Kakyoin's maybe half his size, and he always did hate fighting people shorter and slighter than himself. So he's ready to block, but his top speed isn't nearly quick enough, and the blow connects.]

[His jaw cracks, teeth knocking against each other, and he takes a half-step back, but he's laughing, light and thrilled, and when he darts back in, it's with a stomp to Kakyoin's instep at the same time as he elbows him hard in the ribs.]

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lapidarius - 2016-01-15 17:04 (UTC) - Expand