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Kaneda Shotaro [金田 正太郎] ([personal profile] rassera) wrote2015-06-30 12:04 am
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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"

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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-21 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-21 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ohfuck

That sure is Tetsuo making a break for the window, slamming it open, climbing out, and casually drifting out of it to hover out of reach in the yard.]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-21 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Hubris. A long tradition of pride... before a very literal fall. Too occupied with poking at his phone, he does not see the ball until it smacks him.]

Itai!

[In one single well-aimed ball, Tetsuo trades emulating a bird for a rock. He just barely catches himself before he hits the ground, slowing down to a graceful halt in the last two feet. Aaagh!

No text followup?]
iamtetsuo: (WHY YOU LITTLE)

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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-21 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Logically, Tetsuo knows there's no way in hell he can outrun Kaneda. It's not his strength, and never was; Kaneda was the one who could clear half of a chain link fence in one jump, or kick a Clown off his bike, or run fast enough to make it hard for Tetsuo to lock onto him the first time they truly fought.

Sometimes, instinct overrides every ounce of common sense and intelligence. This isn't a fight, there's no stand to take... so he runs. There's no time to get his bike out. No time to do anything but try to book it and trust he can jump farther than Kaneda can now.

... but he can't resist continuing to escalate this for no reason.]


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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-23 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Tetsuo's job, now that he has learned the secret of emoji, is far easier than Kaneda's. He needs all that concentration to shoot out one foot, hitting the ground at an angle to sharply pivot to the side as he races out of the yard and into the street. He's not crossing, keeping to the sidewalk. Kaneda's text reply barely gets a glance before he's laughing wildly with the rush of fear and adrenaline, enjoying this mad rush as long as it lasts.

Texting is hard. But he instantly knows what to do, and this is easy. There is one other trick in his arsenal, one he only really grasped when figuring out base coding on that stupid pinball machine. Or, rather... ]


did your comm get its language changed to stupid

[The fine art of copy and paste.]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-23 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[It's been a while since Tetsuo had to run, really run, and he's out of practice. He can tell already, in the strain in his legs and chest completely different to when he's letting his power do the heavy lifting. But there's a newfound thrill to the sensation. He can keep going. He doesn't even hear Kaneda behind him beyond footsteps somewhere behind him. No angry yelling, no threats-

Maybe he'll get out of this scott free! Hah! Take that, Kane-

That illusion is shattered when something hard slams into his leg at just the right spot to alter his balance at just the right second. One foot gets knocked out a little too far at the impact, the other catching on his leg long enough to send him straight down to the pavement. He's lucky he's got no exposed skin; the worst he gets is a few bruises.

...

Not wasting time with looking behind him, he scrambles desperately to try to get back to his feet before karma catches up with him, his own comm clattering to the ground in his haste.]
iamtetsuo: (Oh yeah?!)

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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-24 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Footsteps approach far too quickly, and the next thing he knows, Kaneda's hand roughly shoots under him, pulling him up off the pavement and halfway onto him, death grip firm enough that no amount of frantic squirming can hope to free him. On the ground like that, he can't even try to kick, doing little more than yelping in surprise as he's pulled up again.

God damn,Kaneda's gotten strong.

This reminder comes with a flash of panic that he's entirely at the mercy of his older brother. His hands scrabble desperately for ground as it sweeps away from him, angling one elbow back to try to shove into Kaneda's side, but the angle is off and he can't get any power to the blow.

The absolute worst thing in the world comes to pass. Kaneda's elbow hooks harmlessly around his neck, locking him firmly in place while not constricting anything. His other hand roughly digs into Tetsuo's head, making his unbrushed white bird's nest even worse. And everyone on the street could see this happen.

NOOOOOO!]


Rrg- LET GO!

[Hands immediately go to Kaneda's arm, trying to pry it away. He arches his back to draw his shoulders further down, trying to slide underneath that elbow and struggle his way to freedom. He can win this! He can still fight!]
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-26 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Failing getting under Kaneda's elbow, he tries to slide a hand between his head and Kaneda's hand. Kaneda's arm, solid from months of exercise, prevents him even ducking his head defensively. There's no direction to move.

Before he found his powers, he'd have been a lot angrier over this than he is now. There's few things worse than being powerless against everything in the world, without agency or the ability to stop what happens. Until he found his powers, that was his life; things like this could damage what little image he'd built up, reminding him that there was no one he was ever going to be equal to. The rage built and built, without even his outlet standing as a reminder of somehow being less.

But now? If he needed to, he could turn this on its head. He COULD do something, if he could focus enough, and twist that power dynamic to the extreme opposite. The streetlight just down the road stands testament that in this world, right now, he's not helpless. Maybe it's because there's a choice that he's not exercising it that it's not infuriating and deeply humiliating. Just a little humiliating, more irritating than anything.

There's no psychic retribution. The worst Tetsuo does is jam an elbow hopefully into his side again to distract him.]


You're worse than shit! Get off me!
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[personal profile] iamtetsuo 2016-04-30 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He has to resist the urge to rub at his elbow. He always forgets that this stuff hurts more than he's ever expecting it will. Kaneda Shotaro, made of stone. Hell, his head was always full of rocks, at least the rest of him matches....

Stupid Kaneda.

All of that is broken the second Kaneda opens his mouth, still laughing.]


Oh yeah??

[He whirls back around to tackle his brother, either completely forgetting his earlier revelation that this would do absolutely nothing, or counting on it. Once there, all he's going to try to do is pin him. Emphasis, probably, on try - Kaneda can probably lift him up without too much trouble.]

You wanna say that again?!

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