THE SUN WILL RISE

sunips  →  gunchucks

Amazing… He really is charismatic. She was right to put her trust in him- the timid Megumi would never be able to pull something like that off. His energy fills her with confidence. 

She closes her eyes and lets out a small sigh as she readies her aim. And, with an intensity that she thought was unfamiliar to herself, she knocks the cans down in a single go. 

“I did it!” 

She calls out to the attendant- luckily, the coconut knocked back to her and she was able to let it roll away by her feet- unnoticed. 

“Can I get the big bear, please?” 

         loud crashing of cans grab both sun’s and the rather surprised attendant’s attention. see? sun knew she could do it. he didn’t predict her knocking it all down in one go, but still, she somehow managed it! making his way back to her side, he’s grinning like he’s the one who won the prize. well, seeing how happy winning made the other is enough of a prize for him, corn dog aside. besides, his plan worked out ( they usually don’t )!

         ❛ you did it !!  ❜ he turns to the attendant. ❛ now, give the lady her prize! ❜

   it took a lot to not groan and roll her eyes at his words or to say something along the lines of how ‘cheesy’ and ‘cliche’ that sounded. (because it absolutely did.) but she does shake her head, chuckling softly as she takes one of the coconuts offered her way. the tiny umbrella reminded her of the ones back home in Menagerie and it was a pleasant reminder to have as she takes a small sip.

   Blake snorts, throwing a skeptical glance Sun’s way as she bumps his side with her elbow.  “ Yeah, and I would have taken you down with me. Or maybe it wouldn’t have been me and it was just my clone. One has to have safety measures in place for some people who like to cause chaos at the pool.” she was mostly joking, but she really would have dragged him into the water with her. and probably used a clone or two– what can she say, if she has an advantage, she’ll use it. it makes playing any sort of game with her unbearable. ( Ruby has lost at least three games of tag because of this. )

      “ But no, I just felt like sitting here for a little bit to think. If I wanted to tan, I’d be on the beach.” this was a better place for that, but she did have plans to visit the beach later on the evening, when it was cooler and less crowded. “What about you? You clearly look as if you were planning on getting wet today.” a pause as another idea pops into her head and she’s raising an eyebrow at the other. 

                  “ Or did you just not want to wear regular clothes? “

         though no roll of her eyes or a groan follow, she didn’t completely ignore his comment or give him the cold shoulder for such a cheesy line. instead, it’s one of those quiet laughs that seem to light up her face -- the ones that he can’t help but sit and watch the entirety of. mirroring her movements, simian too takes a sip from the coconut drink. a bit warm from sitting under the sun, the last remaining bits of ice nearing their end, it’s still... kind of refreshing.

         ❛ yeah right! like you can fool me with your clones... again. ❜ while the last time he was fooled by her clones ended on a positive note, he swore to himself never to fall prey to them again. especially when his own clones could take the hit instead of him, all it took was a little bit of brainpower. but it’d seem that whenever he’s around blake, he can’t exactly control his own impulses.

          “I guess that counts… And this isn’t my first time trying to get into a dark, shady nightclub either!“ … The duo paused in thought for a moment. They both made impressive claims, but… It was Blake that came up with a plan with the masks, and it was Yang who just sorta… punched her way into aforementioned nightclub. The guys were practically just there for show. … Maybe they both knew that, but neither will admit it– they’ll just both mutually agree to keep acting like they know what they’re doing.

          “Right, so– first we need a plan of action. Should we try a sneak-in method… or do we give our acting a shot?” Neither way could be that hard… Right?

⚡Puny little splash? Getting actually challenged is still new to him. For someone who’s used to people not expecting anything from him, it is quite a turn when someone he cares about actually expects him to do just better. And while he’d often react with laziness to expectations, the main cause why he thinks no one in their right mind would ever expect anything from him anymore in first place, this particular case is grating on his tiny bits of pride. There are just sides about him which he only ever shows to a very little amount of people.

“I’M JUST GETTING STARTED, OKAY?!” And that’s where his uncoordinated attempts to splash water at the other turn downright into a storm inside the pool. And if he’s to be honest there for a moment, it is fun. And he is glad to be no longer alone around here, at least right now. The frown from before has softened up quite a bit.

         ah, now that’s the declaration of war sun wanted to hear -- like wind chimes, it’s music to his ears. it’s also permission to return zenitsu’s splashes with some of his own. so, he jumps into the pool, gladly taking a few splashes along the way. from an underwater glance, his opponent is going full on offensive, creating some kind of tsunami in the pool as he launches barrage after barrage in preparation for sun’s inevitable resurface. but will he let him take the win that easily? no, of course not. 

         and there comes another idea of his -- another terrible one.

         he takes a few seconds to plan, properly aim his next attack. aaaand without further ado, he launches -- himself. resurfacing right behind the slayer, he brings down his arms with a loud smack, water finding their target on zenitsu and the areas around him.

@gunchucks· reply to X

🌹There is a good reason why Orlondi doesn’t wear any swim trunks. Actually, there are even two. The first would be, and that’s the official one from his standpoint, swim trunks look stupid and are all uncomfortable. The second, which is the one he would never admit out loud is, he can’t swim. At all. The reason he’s nearby the pool? He heard a rumor about a vampire being there and curiosity got him to see if these rumors were true. Maybe seeing one of his kind would make him feel a little less lonely here after all. And maybe they could give him suggestions on how to get fed here without magic?

But as he stands there, he quickly realizes that he won’t find a single vampire between the huge masses of people. He also realizes that he feels even more terrible now than he did before. Everyone around him has fun. And there he is, alone and hungry and…

Suddenly, he’s feeling a strong push to his back and before he can do or say something, he’s ungracefully tumbling into the pool with a loud shriek. His arms flap up and down uncoordinated while he tries to keep himself over water. As someone seemingly jumps into the water as well right behind him, he turns around to climb right onto the surfacing and confused person.

“GET ME OUT OF THE WATER THIS INSTANT!” He screams, still panicking and holding very desperately onto the other blonde now.

         the vampire’s sudden weight submerges the faunus even deeper into the pool. arms juggling the weight of the other as well as trying to stay afloat, the panic is contagious. even as sun opens his mouth to tell the other to stop flailing, the same flailing causes nasty, pool water to seep into his mouth. never considering the consequences of his actions, sun’s sureee starting to regret his choice of pushing orlondi into the pool now. 

         ❛ --ack, okay! mmrrphrhrh -- gah !! ❜ vision impaired by limbs and water alike, he struggles to find any kind of footing, annoyance quickly bubbling to the surface. ❛ just -- just stop moving! sheesh! ❜ one arm supporting orlondi’s ascent towards the top of his head, a free hand wipes the water from his face. a glance around and it’s clear that they didn’t fall too far from the edge of the pool -- luckily for the both of them. so with an exhale and a breath in, sun somehow manages to swim both of them to safety. pushing and pulling orlondi off him though, is another matter.

Emerald stops in her tracks and frowns when the accusing voice calls her out in the middle of the street. Ugh. The worst thing about this island is that there’s nowhere to bail. She’s not used to having her past crimes catch up to her.  

Honestly, the faunus was fairly forgettable as far as heists went. He was an easy target even for the Emerald of the past. It was only when her memories returned did Emerald realize with a jolt who she’d stolen from. While he wasn’t high up on Cinder’s list of tournament contestants to pay attention to, she’d caught enough of his matches to know it’d be annoying to have him on her tail.

Confronted with his indignation, Emerald relaxes her expression into one of nonchalance, taps her chin, and plays it casual. “Oh yeah? I seem to remember you saying you were a face to face kind of guy. Didn’t think you’d miss that thing at all.” Despite her lax attitude, she’s surveying the area for exit routes and looking for an opportunity to bolt.

         even if he did say that, that was past sun talking and past sun didn’t know a lot... about anything truthfully. current sun would never fall for such a blatant sleight of hand like the one she pulled. irritation bubbles as she continues to feign indifference -- the same indifference she wore when committing the crime. unforgivable, just unforgivable. though petty antics like these remind him of more essential thefts back home ( thefts of much smaller magnitudes, mind you ), sun’s not going to let her off the hook with a just slap on the wrist. 

        ❛ but i’m not going to kill you, ❜ he states plainly, fatigue catching up to him with labored breaths. though simian held the disadvantage at the start of the fight, surprise holding him back when instincts warned him that he didn’t have to, he manages to overtake her with overwhelming stamina. still, she’s no ordinary opponent, and sun isn’t going to relent so easily either. a hand rubs at blood surfacing from bite marks left on his arms, ocean hues never leaving plum’s gaze as he does so. despite the attempt at intimidation, his voice is calmer, softer than when their weapons clashed. towering over her, he still refuses to harbor any animosity for her. with so many questions left in the air, he couldn’t just kill her off. instead, he opts to restrain her -- get her to answer a few questions truthfully. besides, she’s a faunus -- she has to understand where he’s coming from.

@gunchucks· answered to here

📚Dortin is just genuinely fascinated that there are people with animal traits in their world. He’s never heard the term Faunus before, so he’s jotting notes down into his notebook. Animal traits… faunus… monkey tail, bunny ears…

“That sounds very interesting. There are no people with animal traits where I come from. Only costumes. Can you… pick up things with your tail? Can people with cat ears hear like actual cats, too?”

     // @gunchucks​  |  SpiraleFES 2020

          “Look at that place… The Chillin’ Villain, some people call it.” Which they do because that was the name on the sign. How cunning of them. “How can they just openly admit at the bad guys all go in and hang out there? I thought they were suppose to be all secretive and stuff, like that Torchwick guy.”

     … Well, secretive until it was time for the big robot chase scene across town. Apparently a lot of Remnant’s bad guys just can’t help themselves when it comes to the big explosion moments.

          “… Maybe we could sneak in there. Think it’s possible?”

         ❛ it’s like they want us to find them, ❜ clicking his tongue, he shakes his head critically. there’s no way villains actually chilled here, right? there’s just no way. ❛  they are supposed to be all secretive and stuff. maybe these guys are beginners at this whole villain thing. ❜ instead of standing around throwing questions in the air, they had to go inside to see for themselves.

@gunchucks​

 If there’s anything in this city to keep him from being bored, it’s the festival. The kart racing has his full attention. It isn’t as fun as fighting, but the competitive drive in him sees the opportunity to succeed at something and give someone else hell while doing it. He’s going to win. And he’ll pull out every dirty trick in the book to do it. There doesn’t seem to be any rules prohibiting such tactics, from the few races he’s been sneaking glances at while customizing his own kart. There has to be someone around he can steamroll at this gig. He catches the next passerby and throws out his challenge. “Hey, think you can take me in race?” he taunts, standing smugly next to his kart, arms folded and a confident grin in place. 

         the intraspace kart racing attraction reminds sun a bit too much of dario cart -- a game he’s grown quite fond of here. it was finally sun’s turn to experience the wild, racing life of konkey dong, and of course, his ride is customized to fit -- bright yellow with speckled banana decals. after a couple races, he is starting to get pretty good at driving -- well, either that or very good at sabotaging others. still, he has yet to unlock the true prize -- a full on monkey suit. 

         a quick peek at his competition before the next match allows him a chance to gauge how hard he needed to try, what tactics would completely wipe his opponents. at the other’s taunt, a brow raises but a smirk follows soon after. though the other looked familiar, a challenge is a challenge and sun isn’t going to sit around trying to remember who this person is before accepting it. 

Awkwardly, she returns the finger guns. Though with a lot less enthusiasm and a lot more timidness. 

“This is… A bit risky, isn’t it?” She asks, holding the coconut close to her- shielding it from the booth attendants view. “… You are very charismatic, though. It should be easy for you to distract him.”

She was more so worried about her weak throwing arm. Now isn’t the time to worry, though- at least the two are having fun with their little scheme. She gently pinches her cheek to push those unnecessary thoughts from her mind. 

“Okay, I’m ready!”

        there’s no doubt in sun’s mind that both of them could pull this off. the longer he distracted the booth attendant, the more tries she had to eventually knock the cans over. it all makes sense in theory, all that’s left is to actually execute the plan. on her cue, he slides in front of the booth attendant with a raised arm, making sure to pull his attention from his partner-in-crime.

        ❛ oh hey. isn’t it sooo hot today? a dip in the ocean sounds amazing right about now. ❜

        the booth attendant rolls his eyes, sighing with annoyance. ❛ it does, but i’m on the clock so i can’t. ❜  his gaze trails back towards megumi’s direction but sun catches it immediately, hand slamming on the booth counter to bring his attention back on him.

        ❛ i bet you’ve seen tons of people on their first dates here, huh? the boardwalk sure is a popular place for those. i’m also betting that you have some juicy stories to tell. c’mon, there’s gotta be some really embarrassing ones. ❜ 

unprompted // always accepting

“wha- dude, no! you can’t lick my banana bread. that’s disgusting!”