route_1065 | Now only this seems clear

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Now only this seems clear

Who: Naki (

deaftly) + Greed (

ossifragant)
Where: Goldenrod City
When: 2/7, 10 AM
Summary: Some idiots decide to test their theory about people gaining EXP. This involves punching each other like the well-adjusted individuals they are. Continued from this stupid thread.
Rating: PG-13, maybe? Naki really loves cussing.
Log:
[Well, Naki was going to stay up all night and wait for the hail to die down, but he ended up getting bored of hanging out near the windows upstairs and kind of accidentally fell asleep back in his room. It was definitely an accident, it wasn't like he purposefully went down there to sleep or anything. Anyway, the point is that he doesn't realize it's stopped hailing until he gets up and rushes upstairs to check outside. This is then immediately followed by a text message sent to Greed.]

ASSHOLE U DIDNT TEXT ME

ITS STOPPED HAILING LETS FUCKING GO

MEET ME IN FRONT OF THE DEPARTMENT STORE IN TWENTY MINUTES

[You won't have to wait for Naki, surprisingly. He's actually functioning before noon, so he must have gone to bed early last night. He also looks entirely too wound-up for his own good, so this will probably end stupidly.]

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[Oh, he won't hold back. Not at all.]

Believe me, I won't!

[And he charges, too, because this is Greed and his first instinct even after spending nearly a year as a human without his Shield is to use himself as a battering ram because he's used to fighting with his sense of pain and anything touch related very muted.

...so of course he's not prepared at all for the much smaller man to ram himself into Greed's chest. Holy shit that hurts more than he was expecting, and he's stunned for about half a second before he tries to land an uppercut.]

[Naki is not only surprisingly fast, he's also more agile than anyone would ever give this man credit for. He manages to avoid the uppercut by dropping to the ground (getting grass stains all over his white suit too, which he'll surely notice later), he then moves to try to kick Greed's legs out from under him, which is probably a dumb move since Greed is built much sturdier than Naki is. At least he seems to be enjoying himself, if that wild grin is any indication.]

[Greed might not have a clue what Naki is when he's not human here, but whatever he is, he's fast as hell and a damn good fighter. Greed's impressed as hell if nothing else.

The kick once again connects, but Greed doesn't fall over. It's going to smart like hell later, but he stumbles back unsteadily, quick to recover his footing.]

Damn, you're good.

[That's not going to stop him from swinging another blow at Naki, this time aimed at his chest.]

Well, of course I am, I'm pretty fucking awes--

[And then that blow connects and Naki reels backwards, trying to regain his footing.]

Shit, fuck--!

[That hurts like hell! He doesn't think anything's broken, but usually the pain stops after a moment. Oh right, he's not a ghoul. He can't regenerate here. This fucking sucks.

...But if you think that's going to keep Naki down for long, you've got another thing coming! Here he comes bullrushing Greed again, this time aiming to tackle him to the ground.]

[Greed can't help but let out a soft ha! of a laugh. It's nothing personal, and it's not an attempt to show off, but he thinks he's pretty fucking amazing right now.

Or at least, he would if he didn't get tackled to the ground almost immediately.]

Shit!

[He'll be trying to wrestle Naki off of him very quickly, then! The last thing he wants is to be punched in the face repeatedly right now. Sure, it won't kill him, but it'll hurt like hell.]

[No way, he's going to keep you pinned if it's the last thing he--

okay actually he's not strong enough to do that, there he goes

and now he's flat on his back in the grass. Great.]

Shit-- Ah, hey!

[Naki sits up and glances down at his right shoulder, where his suit is now sporting a very nice rip from the seams.]

You-- You ripped my suit!!

[Naki, that was your fault.]

[Whoops. He totally doesn't remember doing that.]

...You'd think I would have noticed that.

[He stares at the suit for a long moment. Maybe Greed should have recommended that Naki wear something he didn't mind getting ruined, but honestly Greed didn't even think about that.]

[The only clothes he has that aren't nice suits like this are horrible pajamas. They're awful and he'd never be caught dead in public in those!!]

Well, fuck. Guess I'll have to get a new one.

[He's not sure these grass stains will ever come out... That said, Naki doesn't get up, he just sits in the grass.]

...So, do you feel any different? 'Cause I don't. I mean my ribs kinda hurt. I think it's my ribs? Something hurts.

[What kind of pajamas are those?? Now Greed is going to want to know!]

I don't feel any different, either.

[Well, he's pretty sure his stomach is going to bruise but that doesn't really count.]

...do you think it's really subtle? I mean, one level at a time's probably a subtle change unless a Pokemon learns a move, right?

[Just trust him, they're awful.]

Yeah, I guess that's true. And people obviously don't learn moves, so...

[Naki groans and finally gets to his feet, stretching.]

Well, I guess we'll have to keep testing it out every so often! But for now I'm fucking starving; let's go get cake!

[Naki...]

[This is when someone smarter than Greed would object because they're both a mess and Naki's suit is torn.

Unfortunately, Greed is not a smart man.]

Hell yes, I could go for some breakfast!

[And no one was surprised.]

[Well who cares about any of that when there's cake to be had!?]

C'mon, I know just the place!

[And with that, Naki will lead the way to a surprisingly nice bakery. It serves more than just cake, so at least you aren't stuck only eating that!]

[Ah... who cares. Greed hasn't eaten yet and he's starved, to be honest. Luckily it looks like the place doesn't just have cake, but he has a feeling that Naki might complain if Greed doesn't pick something sweet. Either that or he won't give a shit, either way.]

Nice place. Don't think I've been here before.

Yeah? I come here all the time! If I wasn't so opposed, I'd probably work here. But I fucking hate that shit, so...

[Naki shrugs, then moves over to the counter to place his order. That is entirely too much cake for one man, but it looks like Naki's going to eat it all. He picks a table in the back and sits down, tossing his legs up on the chair across from him and jabbing his fork into the first piece of cake. Good lord, that's a lot of cake.]

[...and here's where a monster person being human for a year actually comes in handy.]

...doesn't that make you sick?

Nope!

[...he says, continuing to shovel cake into his mouth.]

At first it kinda did 'cause I wasn't used to it, but I've gotten over that!

[Greed's own breakfast sandwich looks a little sad compared to all that cake but Greed honestly doesn't have that much of a sweet tooth so he's not really complaining.]

Do you eat anything else?

[For anyone else, it wouldn't be a serious question, but for Naki it absolutely is.]

Nope! Well, okay, after awhile Tsukiyama made sure I was eating something besides cake, so I guess he helped out.

[Cake is so good though!!]

[...Naki, you're going to make yourself sick.

Greed isn't a good cook by any means, but he's going to be making you lunch every once in a while to counter the horrible stomachache Naki must be giving himself every day.]

Ah, I'm sure he can find more things for you to try.

[Aww, you're so nice! And yay, more free food!!]

He's pretty good at it, yeah! He's a... shit, what's the word... um... Gore-something. A person who really fucking loves food?

[NOT GORE, NAKI, THAT'S AWFUL]

[...it's going to take time for him to get used to Naki.]

A gourmet?

Yeah-- that! That's the word!

He sounds like a fancy guy.

[...Greed.]

I'm not picky, myself.

He is, yeah! Too fancy, sometimes. And his taste in clothes is fucking awful. But I'm glad he's here.

[He grins widely for a moment before focusing back on the topic.]

But I'm glad to hear that! 'Cause going out with Tsukiyama's a pain in the ass. He doesn't like cake or very many sweets.

[MISSING OUT, AMERICANO]

[He's run into Tsukiyama in person before. The clothes really do need some work... granted, Greed would never actually say anything because he doesn't care that much, but he's certainly found himself wondering about the man before.]

Somehow I'm not surprised. He doesn't strike me as the type of guy who likes sweets.

[Then again, Greed doesn't like them, either.]

I've never been a fan of being fancy, myself.

[What a shocking revelation.]

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