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[The video opens onto a terminal some may recognise as being located on a street a little way off of the District 1 beach- but more immediately arresting are the pair making the call. Front and centre of the shot is a large, masked man, who stares intently into the screen. The second of the two is smaller and appears to be keeping quiet for now, expression almost bored. Even so, it’s hard not to notice his shivering either, particularly next to his steadfast, collected companion.
It’s the larger man who speaks first, in an even tone that seems to quietly demand attention.]
Good afternoon, Saeng Seong. My name is Kinnikuman Soldier. [and one might spot the slightest hesitation there, as though he's leaving a space for the name to sink in] In the interests of both maintaining physical contact and keeping sharp, my partner and I thought it would be prudent to try sparring. If anyone would like to join us, please feel welcome to, particularly in light of the current... situation. We’ll be down by the river for the rest of the day, a little way from the Beachside Shack. Though the both of us are trained wrestlers, no prior experience is necessary to join in, and newcomers who'd like to learn something are equally welcome.
[The Ninja interjects with a short, dismissive laugh. He doesn’t move to introduce himself but it feels more like a statement than an oversight, as if anyone worth fighting will already know his name.] Of course, that doesn’t mean that we’ll be playing around. [He gets his chattering teeth under control long enough to flash the terminal a grin.] But you’re welcome to challenge me if you think you’re up to it.
[Ataru pauses for a moment... then, having apparently come to some sort of conclusion, clears his throat quietly.] ... incidentally, if anyone in the area is suffering from a hot flush, my colleague would appreciate the help.
Ah- [The words “hot flush” have barely left Ataru’s mouth before The Ninja’s shoving forward and he only just manages to finish the sentence uninterrupted- it’s a wonder that he didn’t tackle him right off camera to stop him.] Soldier-! [His usual, arrogant composure has slipped, leaving him bright red with anger- and not a little embarrassment. He seizes his shoulder, furious.] We’ve been through this, I’m perfectly well equipped to deal with a little chill! Don’t-
[- and Ataru takes as his cue to switch off the broadcast then and there.]
[ooc: joint post from Ataru (
heirrant) and The Ninja (
the_ninja, from his own phone), so expect replies from both of them. This is also definitely open to action posts if anyone does decide to stop by!]
It’s the larger man who speaks first, in an even tone that seems to quietly demand attention.]
Good afternoon, Saeng Seong. My name is Kinnikuman Soldier. [and one might spot the slightest hesitation there, as though he's leaving a space for the name to sink in] In the interests of both maintaining physical contact and keeping sharp, my partner and I thought it would be prudent to try sparring. If anyone would like to join us, please feel welcome to, particularly in light of the current... situation. We’ll be down by the river for the rest of the day, a little way from the Beachside Shack. Though the both of us are trained wrestlers, no prior experience is necessary to join in, and newcomers who'd like to learn something are equally welcome.
[The Ninja interjects with a short, dismissive laugh. He doesn’t move to introduce himself but it feels more like a statement than an oversight, as if anyone worth fighting will already know his name.] Of course, that doesn’t mean that we’ll be playing around. [He gets his chattering teeth under control long enough to flash the terminal a grin.] But you’re welcome to challenge me if you think you’re up to it.
[Ataru pauses for a moment... then, having apparently come to some sort of conclusion, clears his throat quietly.] ... incidentally, if anyone in the area is suffering from a hot flush, my colleague would appreciate the help.
Ah- [The words “hot flush” have barely left Ataru’s mouth before The Ninja’s shoving forward and he only just manages to finish the sentence uninterrupted- it’s a wonder that he didn’t tackle him right off camera to stop him.] Soldier-! [His usual, arrogant composure has slipped, leaving him bright red with anger- and not a little embarrassment. He seizes his shoulder, furious.] We’ve been through this, I’m perfectly well equipped to deal with a little chill! Don’t-
[- and Ataru takes as his cue to switch off the broadcast then and there.]
[ooc: joint post from Ataru (
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