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[adamant]

Who: usedroar and landbreaker
Where: Violet City
When: Nov 1st, REALLY early.
Summary: Leon and Terra go for a totally manly morning jog. Stuff happens???
Rating: buff dudes in tight t-shirts completely G.
Log:

Leon leaned against the wall of the pokémon center, calmly watching Violet wake up. A truck carrying fresh produce was winding down the street, visiting each restaurant and café with the day's supplies. A newspaper boy cycled by at high speed, laden down with his precious cargo. Except for the small contingent of outsiders, the natives didn't seem to have noticed much, if anything; things were going on as normal, as if the last weekend hadn't happened. It was both incredibly worrying, and an odd relief. Aerith had assured him it would be like this, but hearing it and seeing it first-hand were vastly different.

The morning chill still hadn't dissipated, clinging to his arms and neck and making him eager to start, to move. Back home, it was usually Yuffie who would join in his morning training, but never this early; it had been a long time since he'd had company on his run.

Comments

ffffff love that rating description

[landbreaker.livejournal.com]

[Terra arrived on time, just like he said he would. Eraqus did his job in drilling punctuality into him since he was young, and ever since, he'd always done his best to maintain it. Being in Johto was no different.

Thankfully, Leon wasn't too hard to spot; leather and fur trim weren't exactly common around these parts and Terra had seen him enough over the network to know what he looked like (tall? Check. Taciturn? Check. Slightly broody? Check. Perpetual line face? Double check.) He goes over to him with a nod in greeting, with an air not unlike someone meeting their coworker for the first time on the job. It worked with Lightning and since the two of them seemed a bit similar for the most part, he figured it'd be appropriate here as well.]

Hey. Thanks for waiting.

it is completely accurate

[adamant]

[ Leon had switched his usual leather pants and boots for a more unassuming set of sweatpants and sneakers. Running in tough leather was fine when you had to worry about Heartless' claws and teeth, but Johto was lucky enough not to have that problem. The jacket, however, stayed in place, now simply as a ward against the cold than the magical protection it usually provided. Plus it's sexy. He looked up as Terra approached, returning the nod with a brief, two-fingered salute. ]

No problem. [ He straightened himself out, rolling his shoulders. ] Ready to go?

indeed

[landbreaker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [He takes a quick moment to stretch out his legs and starts off in an easy jog; quick, but slow enough for conversation if they're inclined to. It's not often he gets company in the mornings, so it's still a little new to him.]

[adamant]

[ Leon falls in beside Terra, focusing on keeping both strides and breathing even. He lets the morning fill in the silence between them, the sun warming their backs, the short puffs of their breaths, the sound of shutters and windows opening, the first tentative whistles of pidgeys. Morning noises.

After living in night-time for years, Leon could really appreciate morning, liked feeling life come awake around him. Radiant Garden still didn't have enough people in it to really feel alive quite yet--but they were getting there. ]

[landbreaker.livejournal.com]

[In contrast, the mornings were something he was used to; Eraqus worked them to the ground at the crack of dawn and Terra had become accustomed to waking up just a little earlier to get in some more training. He was ambitious as a kid, and it had become a habit before he knew it.

Johto's peaceful though, calm - no Unversed or Heartless to worry about, no one threatening the balance - and he knows this jog is probably the most relaxing one he's ever had yet.]

[adamant]

[ Leon's just letting his thoughts drift, enjoying the calm as well. As he notices a fork in their path, he turns his head slightly towards Terra. He hasn't been in Violet long enough to have a routine set up, and he doesn't know where the ways lead. Terra, he's pretty sure, knows what he's doing. ]

You lead the way.