[ i already regret sasuke and senri ]

[usogi]

i hate that jan made us a shitpost so i already have one to use

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[moralmyopia]

[There's absolutely no warning or hesitation: Sasuke throws his arm out and snaps his fist at the wrist. The power comes from the swivel in his hips as he steps forward.

He doesn't punch Senri in the stomach so much as his fist just connects. He barely moves his body, but there's quite a bit of force behind the action. It won't hurt or cripple, but it'll definitely sting.]

Always be on guard. Since he won't be without any training, that's the time you need to hit him.

The only thing you need to remember is to punch through him and to punch with your hips. Don't throw it with power from your arm and shoulder. That's pointless. You don't need to move to get the strength to hit someone well.

[usogi]

[sdlkfjdf sasuke still sucks text it. senri nearly jumps in surprise and somehow his mouth still manages to run - ]

Okay, your point's made, no more bruising the stage actor, thanks!

[THERE'S GONNA BE ANOTHER STRIP CHECK SASUKE???? NO MORE WEIRD BRUISES]

Ah, you're such a scary instructor....

[but like. efficient and helpful. senri can't deny that either,,]

[moralmyopia]

You have to be serious. [He really is even when he tries not to be...] True fighting isn’t a game or a joke. [His eye narrows softly.] True fighting isn’t about finding a way to simply punch your partner.

[Bold coming from the Let’s Have Like Four Fights Narutoooooo.]

You’re the one who asked me to show you anyway.

[usogi]

I'm serious, you just scared me...

[he's still a jumpy rabbit at the end of the day. but he'll shake his head and focus again, frowning as he does but otherwise trying to forcibly flatten out his jumbled nerves]

... after I hit Shishimaru, you should give him this same lesson. He'll be in more danger than we are on Thursdays.

[moralmyopia]

If he wants. He has to be willing. Are you expecting me to offer or are you offering?

[God. They have emo solidarity, but he doesn’t know if Takaomi particularly likes him. He did get a burger, but he doesn’t realize the significance. Maybe he’s simply useful to Takaomi for Senri’s sake.]

Again. My stomach.

[usogi]

I'll tell him that he should expect you.

[because senri can't expect emos to do anything on their own!! anyway senri is just going to sigh out a breath so that he can focus - and then he'll do as sasuke asks.

if nothing else, knowing that sasuke doesn't actually get hurt from his punches helps him feel better in working out any residual anger as he punches again]

[moralmyopia]

Fine.

[Again, his abs harden to take the brunt of the punches. His stomach might be tender later, but it’ll be fine. He’s literally had... so much worse.]

Up. [He catches and holds Senri’s fist against his stomach, pulling the arm to show how Senri should hit him upward.] You’re inexperienced. There’s already no fairness in a fight with you if the other person is skilled. You should worry more about hitting them and running.

The groin, the eyes, the neck. And then you run.

[He knows this isn’t viable with Taka... but... for the record.]

[usogi]

[senri nods - he asked for this a while ago for a reason. he's learning not for the sake of punching taka, but because this place is dangerous and he should stop expecting people to take care of him. he's never going to be the strongest in a physical fight, but there's no point in letting himself continue to be helpless.]

... well, now that Ogou-san isn't cursed, hopefully it won't come to this.

[for the next punch, senri moves his fist in a more upward motion]

[moralmyopia]

Better.

[He doesn’t seem convinced about Majima, though not from a curse. He... remembers how Senri felt. It was too vivid, and his skin crawls in irritation thinking about it. He can shit on Senri but no one else can? Thanks.]

Anyone can get cursed again. There’s still one killer among us.

[usogi]

... right.

[and senri sighs softly. he frowns and then shakes his head.]

I'm done for tonight. Teach me more tomorrow? After I'm done being mad at Taka. A lot of people will get mad at me if I don't rest more...

[he's tired for a lot of reasons now, and it seems like some of his anger was dispersed]

And you need to eat apple gels too.

[moralmyopia]

Alright.

[He is... also tired. The weekend was long. He doesn't mind getting punched by a shrimpy theater twink, but yeah.] I'm fine. I don't need anything. [Senri knew this was coming.

Sasuke turns around to start digging the futons out, not that they have to sleep yet. It'll give them a place to sit and lounge and make no room available for punching.]

[usogi]

You're so annoying....

[he did know this was coming!!! but he's just going to huff a quiet little noise anyway. excuse him as he wanders out briefly, though it doesn't take him very long to come back, though he seems to be holding something in one of his hands.

when he does he'll sit down on one of the futons and then pat a spot next to him for sasuke to sit]

[moralmyopia]

[Sasuke finishes getting the futons rolled out as Senri disappears and comes back. He skeptically regards Senri

and doesn't, at first, move to sit down.] I said... [Nevermind. He's already giving up? This is ridiculous... He's never been so moldable in his entire life. Two thin hammers beating on him make a WHOLE hammer, and he's Tired.

So folds into a cross-legged sit on the futon.]

[usogi]

[nice.

senri is then going to reach out for sasuke's hand, and if there's no resistance he's going to uncurl his fingers so that his palm is open. and then he'll deposit one red jelly substance.]

Eat it, please.

[he has another one in his hands and he's just going to pop it into his mouth to nom.]

[moralmyopia]

If you're trying to poison me, you could have chosen something else.

[He looks the jelly over in his palm. This is... not the strangest thing he's ever seen or had to do, but still weird nonetheless.]

[usogi]

It's medicine. Jude-kun gave it to me, and he's a doctor. [medical student] Whenever I have one, it makes my injuries feel a little bit better, so you need to have one too.

[apple gels, thanks jrpg wing.]

You taught me how to punch, so this is my favor in return. Don't make me break a rule?

[moralmyopia]

Tch...

[He again looks over the gel before he... just raises it up and slides it into his mouth. Honestly, it isn't so bad. Jell-O? It's fine.

A gummy orb.]

Satisfied?

[usogi]

Mm-hmm.

[ . . . though now - ]

So what do you do when I'm not bothering you anyway? It's not late enough for bed, but we can't go out and do anything fun.

[does sasuke have like

hobbies]

[moralmyopia]

[He kind of just gives Senri a look. Before, this sort of question wouldn't bother him. When he first arrived, it hadn't mattered? He knew what he wanted, and he thought he knew how to get it. Everything in between fell by the wayside.

But now he frowns, feeling... ashamed of himself. Seeing everyone else... comparing himself to them. He looks away. He spent so much time training... to beat Itachi, to beat Naruto, save the world, to make an attempt at Hokage...

There hadn't ever been any time for hobbies as a ninja in a war.]

...

[usogi]

[ . . . . oh my god.

senri blinks and then hums softly. he said fairly meanly when they were playing soccer that the ninja world kind of ruined sasuke emotionally and apparently at any hope of doing normal people shit.]

... let's go find Kara-chan! And then go to the Game Room. We can bring something back here to play, even if we don't get to it tonight.

[he's already moving to stand again]

Do you think you'd like fighting games? Or something with more of a story?

[moralmyopia]

[Slowly, he tips his head and glances up at Senri, looking... unsure and maybe somewhat guarded. It isn't the usual scowl, and it's not a smile. Still a strange thing to see on Sasuke's face.

Remorse maybe.]

...I don't know.

[usogi]

We can find out.

[there's no judgment to be found on senri's face as he stands now, reaching his hand out to sasuke to help him stand.]

Now's as good a time to start as any. Taka and I have been trying to beat this series before we run out of time in this game - you can join us, if you want.

[they're playing kingdom hearts]

[moralmyopia]

[Ugh. Stop friending him. He hates all this all the time. Reaching up, he clasps Senri’s hand and pulls himself to his feet with a small wince. He should have really just stood.]

And what are you going to do if you don’t?

[usogi]

[pouts at the wince]

... well, the games still exist in our world, so we can still play them. But it's a time crunch here - something to keep our minds off of... everything.

[that said.]

Do you want me to go by myself and bring it back?

[moralmyopia]

No. I can make it.

[???

What a weird thing to say.]