More Memory Projecting

[toodeeptoford]

 Who: errybody
Where: Convinient Screens.  Conscreenvient.
When: day 4, bright and early

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Comments

[grandschemed]

Well, where do you wanna try it out? The park?

[sancrimony]

Will that be fine? I don't mind either way.

[grandschemed]

Should give us enough space. Out of the way enough we won't get too many weird looks, too.

[sancrimony]

[ so it IS weird ]

It's this way, right?

[ moving to the direction of the park ]

[grandschemed]

[ look

he nods, moving that way too ]

You interested in that type of stuff? Fightin'?

[sancrimony]

I wonder . . . ? I think - it wouldn't be good to hurt people. But, you were able to fight that man without hurting him - I think that is interesting.

[grandschemed]

Huh. So you're more interested in that part?

[sancrimony]

I haven't really seen any other kind of fighting. Do you like to fight, though?

[grandschemed]

[ after a beat, he nods. ]

Yeah. I've done it here and it's the most fun I remember havin'.

[sancrimony]

. . . Will you show me?

[grandschemed]

What? Fightin' in general?

[sancrimony]

Mm - and the fun in it.

[grandschemed]

[ .D !! ]

I'd be happy to show ya.

[sancrimony]

I'm looking forward to it!

[ moving to a grassy patch of land, now ]

Is this place fine?

[grandschemed]

[ nods, stepping forward before turning on his heels to face Luci, a few feet across from him. ]

Want me to toss ya?

[sancrimony]

[ with a nod ]

Please - should I be running at you?

[grandschemed]

[ he nods, staggering his stance some ]

Yeah. Charge at me, just like that guy did.

[sancrimony]

[ hm

Stepping back, and then stepping back again, before he kicks off to run - surprisingly fast if oni isn't paying careful attention, hand mimicking the man's in the memory as if he were to stab down with the ice pick ]

[grandschemed]

[ it does take him by surprise but the motion, the charge of Shirou running at him like that activates the same rush of adrenaline he had in the middle of that memory -- he dodges to the side of the "ice pick", just a little lean out of what would be the imaginary weapon's path, grabbing for Shirou's wrist with his left hand and the back of his arm with the other.

he twists on his heel with his grip on his arm and tries to throw him forward over his shoulder, so Shirou will land on his back Majima still gripping onto his arm. ]

1/2

[sancrimony]

[ the strangest part of this to him is that he can see it - the movement is clear to him as day. he nearly wants to move away from majima's reach, but his brain is too quick and his body is too slow from the lack of use, and before he can do anything about it he's flipped. there's a moment or two of stunned silence, as he looks up to the sky. ]

[sancrimony]

[ then, he laughs - startled more than anything but he can feel his heart in his throat and pounding in his ears and it's not unpleasant, honestly ]

A - ahaha! Ahaha, that was unexpectedly - really fun!

[grandschemed]

[ he can't help but smile a little fondly, at that, leaning down a bit further to try to help tug Shirou back up. ]

Yeah? Don't think the guy in my memory was too happy bein' thrown.

[sancrimony]

I'm sorry, is it strange to enjoy it?

[ taking his help to hop back up, hair mussed up with grass bits sticking out now ]

But my heart is still racing! Perhaps he was too inebriated to savor the feeling?

[grandschemed]

Too inebriated, and too mad, prolly.

[sancrimony]

He should have been a bit more kind, then.

[ with a pause ]

One more time? Or should I try this time?