Appointments Post ( I )

[generalflirt]

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Masaomi anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]</b

Comments

9/20 action let's go 1/2

[tsuntrader]

[All it takes is a lunch break. All it takes is one little lunch break to lose his room in the dome.

Well that's just great. He and Murkrow both casually stroll around the dome looking for a free room...



And see Masaomi programming one.]

[tsuntrader]

[Masaomi.

Silver heads on over to him without a moment of hesitation.]

[generalflirt]

[Lalalala programming the simulation, not turning...

...Okay he did turn a little, but he tries to make it look like he didn't. He sensed Silver way before the guy is over to him. Incidentally, Masaomi is wearing athletic shorts and a wife-beater, so his wings are exposed. He had a jacket on before and he has a change of clothes in a locket in ... let's say there's a locker room here somewhere]

[tsuntrader]

[And that's just fine. Silver can't quite loom over someone taller than him, but he can...

...Put a hand on Masaomi's shoulder.

And, you know, provided that Masaomi lets him, the next step is to try and turn Masaomi towards him and launch a rage filled punch right at his face.]

1/2

[generalflirt]

[And in the brief moment, he considers not letting it happen. He actually goes to put his hand on top of Silver's and he could - he could so easily, he realizes - flip Silver over his head and get on top of him. He could spin around and knee him in the gut. He could even intercept that punch because it seems to almost be happening in slow motion to him.

...Was he always this strong?

[generalflirt]

[...But he doesn't. He just tilts his head in the direction of the punch as it lands and then dramatically allow himself to be shoved back as if the punch had much more force than it does. He even wails with a over-dramatized pain]

Siiiilver!! Ow!

[tsuntrader]

[And Silver doesn't notice. Or at the very least, he gives no indication of noticing.]

That's what you get for hitting on my sister, you moron! [He's juuuust a little busy being angry.]

[generalflirt]

Oooooh, so what about what her and I did later that evening...

[With a cackle. CACKLE CACKLE]

[tsuntrader]

[What he-- Dude. Dude. Shove.] Don't even joke around like that!

[generalflirt]

Man, you'll feel silly if she ever does fall for me.

[Laughing. So much casual laughing. And he waves and nods before turning back to the console.

...Of note: His florescent pink wings are exposed. Try not to look too much at them the glare off the light might burn your eyes.]

[tsuntrader]

Don't hold your breath on that one. [You are not good enough boyfriend material, Masaomi. Then again, no one iiiiidude why are your wings so freaking bright. Nevermind the pink, whatever, it's pink. They're so bright.]

...Nice wings.

[generalflirt]

Yeeeeah, I get that a lot. There's no way this is your first time seeing them.

[S-sigh...] I should try dying them or something...

[tsuntrader]

I never realized how bright they are. They're so bright they practically shine. [What do you mean the pink is the problem]

[generalflirt]

It's only in the light... [SIGH.

SIGH. And he punches it] Anyway I'm going to train now. [The simulation started so he's heading to the door to go in now...]

[tsuntrader]

[Wait hey-] Let me join you.

[...He did not mean to snap that out so quickly. What is he thinking? He doesn't even know what Masaomi's going to do. He just doesn't want to wait around for who knows how long for someone to be done with one of the rooms.]

[generalflirt]

Whaaa.... oh. [His hand is on the handle to the door, but he nods. He opens the door. Inside... well before they step in it's going to look just like a gym. Track, wight room, all that equipment. It's only after they step in it'll look... well, feel different] ...Okay. You should be able to handle it.

[tsuntrader]

[He steps in. Murkrow flies in after him. Murkrow feels the difference, but is unbothered. He carries Silver, okay. He's got this.

Silver, on the other hand, definitely notices the extra weight. Masaomi really trains in this? ...Huh...]

[generalflirt]

[...Wow, Silver reacts that little? He remembers Aoba, who had trouble breathing in this because of the difference the gravity made to the air. Not to mention your lungs. He steps carefully - there's actually a way you have to walk like this so as to not put too much pressure on your joints. He shuts the door after them and rolls off his shirt]

First up would normally be a run... but you okay with that?

[tsuntrader]

[Running in this? He exchanges a glance with Murkrow before looking at Masaomi and nodding. He... He can handle the weight. Whether or not he can run, on the other hand...]

I can handle it.

[generalflirt]

Ooookay! [Masaomi does not jump around nearly as much in this weight. But he does lurch ahead and lightly jog to the track. There, he exhales before...

Well it's far from a spring, but it's a fairly rapid jog pace he starts around the track. It's a careful jog though, the movements are subtly different than how you would do this with less weight.

[tsuntrader]

[And Silver runs-

...Walks. He walks after him and works his way up to jogging. It's not the weight that gets him. It's his inability to properly balance the extra weight. If there was something on his back, he'd shift his weight to accommodate. Same for carrying or dragging something. Without that, it's difficult to figure out how to effectively move.

The whole "it's a more physically taxing to move with twice his weight" part is definitely there too, but he can handle that. ...Mostly. ...It's easier than carrying Masaomi up a mountain.]

[generalflirt]

It's pretty neat thing, this, right? [In between some deep breaths. He's going slower than he usually would to keep more pace with Silver. Not that Silver is slow by any means, but he is way more used to this]

[tsuntrader]

...It's definitely getting more out of your time. [You know, beyond the whole wow, this is a lot more physically straining. Feraligatr probably couldn't stand on two legs in this. Jeez...]

[generalflirt]

Hahahah, that's the plan! An hour and a half or so in here, an hour and a half or so of working with Linda in a pokemon fight!

[Yes, he's fond of this]

[tsuntrader]

[Nod. Sounds legit, man. Someone else might be a little unsure about it, but that someone is definitely not Silver.]