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unrelentingdetermination-blog · 12 years ago

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Won't be on this blog anymore.

Buhbye. c:>

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{ ♢ } —The threat meant little to him, mostly because he wasn’t stupid enough to piss off a gang leader. He’d like to think most people wouldn’t do such a thing. He rarely tried to start fights unless prompted to do so, and even the you just had to hit the right (or wrong) nerves. “Got it.” With a nod, he didn’t even seem to flinch, sliding his hands into his pockets.

{ ♢ } —“He’s the best baseball player of our generation or something like that, right? I play it myself, so it’s only natural I’ve heard of him before.” Another nod as he crossed his arms over his chest. “He’s already in the professional league, and I’m hoping to get into the pros, too.” Glancing off the side he went silent again. somewhat lost in thought. Finally speaking up again he sighed softly. "I'm not sure if I should look up to him or somethin' else, honestly..."

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"Ah… I get’cha, I get’cha. But, I ain’t jus’ the leader o’ the ‘Crazy Diamonds’—I also got every delinquent in the country wrapped ‘round my fingers. So, I would suggest not messin’ with me unless you wanna get roughed up a bit, eh? But you look like a pretty smart guy. I think you’d be smarter than ta challenge one’a the most famous bōsōzoku o’ the century ta a fight," Oowada began to crack his knuckles in a bit of a threatening way after finishing his sentence. Of course he didn’t mean real harm, but he wanted to get his point across: don’t mess with him. Some weren’t smart enough to understand that message though. Which resulted in a couple of broken bones and a lot of blood loss from both sides. Serves them right for not heeding his warning.

Once he heard his friend’s name, he blinked out of curiosity as the grin faded away. He knew Kuwata? Well, he was a famous baseball player after all… but he didn’t think a guy all the way out here would know of him. “Yeah, ta both. Kuwata’s in my class. He’s one o’ my best friends, too. He’s a nice guy in all… but he’s kinda dumb as shit. Not ta mention he can be a little flirty with the girls sometimes. Kinda weird, but he’s a fun guy." He replied, a smile growing on his face. “How do you know’a him, Komaba?"

#moowada #replies #(h ello mad.)

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{ ♢ } — “Alright.” Another nod as he crossed his arms across his chest and looked around. Tempted to usher the other on his way instead of idle chit-chat instead however the other continued to speak and he nodded in response. “That’s good, but don’t let Tokiwa kill you with his stupidity, got it?”

{ ♢ } —“Good, keep it that way.” He didn’t say anything about it, but when he’d found out about Hachiken’s hospitalization his ind had immediately gone to the worst conclusion. It was an instinctive thing, of course and he’d panicked for a good long minute before talking himself down. “You really had a lot of people worried.”

{ ♢ } —"I’ll get by fine, like I’ve said before these general topics are just harder on my nerves." A dismissive shrug followed his words. "You’ll do fine, you’ve always gotten high marks. Nobody is worse than Tokiwa, what are you talking about?”

{ ♢ } —"Just don’t push it to far, there’s nothing wrong with turning someone down— even if it’s just until you’ve caught up on everything else. And if you need any help, I’d be willing to see what I can do."

#hewhochaseschickens #replies #(wow I'm really sorry this is so late! >m<;;;)

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unrelentingdetermination-blog · 12 years ago

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#Komaba Ichiro

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{ ♢ } — Whether she took it as a threat or not didn’t really worry him-- it was a simple statement, a fact. Because accidents happened and a baseball flying at you as fast as it could sometimes go wasn’t exactly safe if you got hit in the face. Either way, her reaction didn’t appear to phase him much-- if at all.

{ ♢ } — Her reaction to the pitch made him stare owlishly, he could only imagine some handful of assholes would laugh at it-- fortunately he wasn’t that kind of guy. Instead he just stared from under the brim of his hat, blinking slowly. Watching the ball as it hit the fence, he slowly turned his head to her and let out a soft sigh. “Not like that.”

{ ♢ } — Approaching the other again, he gently took the bat from her hands and positioned himself, and swinging as one normally would. “Like this, see?” Another ball was tossed in the air before he himself hit it into the air and across the field. “If the ball freaks you out when it comes close don’t hesitate to step away. Better safe than sorry, right?” A pause followed his words and soon an apologetic look formed across his face. “I threw it to hard too, I’m sure. Sorry ‘bout that.”

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{ ♢ } —"It’s to keep me from splitting your head open." The statement was so bluntly spoken that it might have taken most by surprise, however it was in his nature to be so straight forward. Particularly when impatience was involved. The threat about beating him with the bat didn’t seem to concern him whatsoever and instead he simply shrugged. “Will do." That was his only response before he returned to the center mound.

{ ♢ } — Rolling the ball in his hand for a few moments he positioned himself and spoke up again. “If I throw to fast or to hard just tell me, I tend to get a little carried away." That perhaps was an understatement, after all there was a very vivid and recent memory of practicing with his friend Hachiken until the other male was completely sore.

{ ♢ } — Finally, taking the ball, he waited a few moments before giving a nod. Perhaps the more unexpected thing was his expression when he finally did his pitch— one of focus, but also one of intensity. The throw he’d offered however was surprisingly unrestrained from his usual pitches, very fast— as that tended to be his expertise.