More Memory Projecting

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

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[sancrimony]

[ oh legs can also do things

he braces, bringing his arm up to guard his side as he hunches - in that second of leg meeting arm he's lurching forward, ducked down to spring up and punch at oni's face, right at his blind side ]

[grandschemed]

[ it being the blind side makes that hard to react to -- his depth perception's off just enough it connects, but he's taking it, lifting his hand up to grab Lucifel's arm and tug him towards a knee in the stomach ]

[sancrimony]

[ oh even though he figured out how he should escape from that he can't now

trying to move closer, faster, so that oni doesn't have the space to give a powerful knee - and he's trying to hook his leg around oni's standing leg, to try to push against him so he'd lose his balance ]

[grandschemed]

[ there's not enough space for a knee but he can still get his leg between him -- lean into it so even when he's pushed by Lucifel he can try to keep standing by leaning his weight into him. ]

[sancrimony]

[ groping around to grab him by his waist, trying to take his weight and - just like, try to bodily flip him over to the side FALL DAMMIT ]

[grandschemed]

Ha --

[ it's hard to tell if it's another laugh or just a sharp exclamation and he lets go of Shirou entirely to try to wrap his arms around him as he's flipped to the side; again, trying to take Shirou down with him. ]

[sancrimony]

[ he doesn't actually weigh enough to not be taken down with him, but he is going to try actually getting on top and staying there this time ]

[grandschemed]

[ he's down but he's aiming for a sharp right hook for Shirou's face, aiming to stagger. ]

[sancrimony]

[ gripping onto his clothes even when he does, just taking the punch and swaying for a moment

before he braces to swing his head down and headbutt his fucking face ]

[grandschemed]

[ -- curses, under his breath, dazed for a moment, blinking stars out of his eyes before clumsily reaching up to try to grab for his hair ]

[sancrimony]

[ fortunately or like. unfortunately for lucifel there is a lot of his hair to go around, also he stunned himself for a moment there too but he's trying to like, grab his face and slam it into the ground just like how he'd been slammed into the ground before ]

[grandschemed]

[ he's stunned again himself but not as much as when his forehead was hit and with his grip in Lucifel's hair he secures his fingers in and yanks sharply back, bucking up in the same motion to see if he can dislodge him. ]

[sancrimony]

[ [ he has much too much hair. This is a weakness.

lucifel does try to hold on to oni, tries to stay on but the yank is honestly somehow unexpected and he falls back with a sharp yelp ]

[grandschemed]

[ he draws a leg back to try to kick at Lucifel's torso, get some space so Majima can recover, already putting his hand under himself to push himself up ]

[sancrimony]

[ rrrrrolling away from that, ok, distance ]

[grandschemed]

[ he's moving to try to push himself to stand again, still watching Shirou out of the corner of his eye to see if he makes a move to attack again ]

[sancrimony]

[ he hasn't taken his eyes off oni, watching him while he stands himself up, too - but he isn't making another move, not quite yet ]

[grandschemed]

[ he rolls his shoulder, exhaling out, evidently looking a bit more worn down but still raring to go. ]

Ya still good to keep goin'?

[sancrimony]

[ with flushed cheeks, breathing in and out heavily but not looking tired otherwise ]

Yes - how long should we be going for?

[grandschemed]

[ laughs ]

Until ya feel like stoppin'. I'm not busy.

[sancrimony]

[ how do u tell when u want to stop ]

Ah, then . . . One more time?

[grandschemed]

[ well ,


he nods, lifting his fists up before charging forward -- this time he's just going for a straight up tackle, hoping to overwhelm Lucifel with his weight ]

[sancrimony]

[ on one hand he could move to the side on the other hand he could also just dig his heels into the ground in a wide stance with his own hands out, ready to grab majima by the shoulders and try to wrestle him. is he even capable of that with his weight when he's like, nearly 50lb lighter than him, we'll find out ]

[grandschemed]

[ we'll find out!

MAjima keeps being genuinely surprised by how much strength Shirou is able to pack into that smaller frame but he digs his own heels in and grabs for his waist -- uses his heels for more leverage as he pushes forward, trying to unsettle Shirou's stance. ]

[sancrimony]

[ his teeth grit as he braces himself and digs the balls of his feet into the earth as he grips at majima's waist too, lips curling. he realizes - even if he can hold this stance for a little bit, he's not going to be able to sustain it especially with their weight difference, and he can feel himself being pushed back even if his stance doesn't break.

so he tries to shift by breaking his stance, intentionally suddenly lax against the ground so that he can pivot, trying to throw him to the side with majima's own strength with, you know, questionable actual effectiveness because he's only going by muscle memory and instinct ]