[He doesn't like this? He doesn't like this at all!! The loss of his Vision and his weapons was like, okay, sure, whatever, he's fine with a challenge. But this is Highly Concerning.]
Just my skills, so far. [HE WOULD HAVE RATHER LOST HIS PERSONALITY.] Why, what's wrong with you?
[He probably could've been nicer about that but they're besties.]
Aside from the weird anxiety and random bouts of sheepishness, it feels like I lost all my combat experience.
[ Usually, that isn't something you would say to people since that means you're vulnerable and weak, but eh. He trusts Childe not to beat the shit out of him cause picking on the weak is... Not fun?
A deep, tired sigh with a frown. ]
Up for a brawl? Maybe muscle memory will help us both.
[Thanks for immediately understanding what kind of person he is, Gojou. It's true, all he does is frown, bringing a hand to his chin.]
So it can affect anything... [Haha. Wow! He does not like that one bit! He sure hopes this doesn't turn into some truth serum bullshit because that would ruin all the work he's done so far. God.
But of course he nods.]
Of course, any time. [Literally. Any time. But since they're right by the simulation room, he'll just gesture towards it, turning around to head back inside. Maybe hand-to-hand will be better...]
[ It might, but would Childe prefer to keep his fighting ability or his knack for hiding shady shit? Gojou will follow him with no complaints, though the simulator room doesn't quite put him at ease like it used to. However, he brushes it off.
When they are finally inside, he guesses this is the time to pounce. Who cares for a countdown, anyway? ]
Think fast!
[ Gojou strikes Childe with a fist with a wide arc. The form is right, Gojou desperately tries to correct everything wrong in the middle of throwing hands, but... It lacks the oomf. The FORCE. ugh. He hates this. ]
[LISTEN honestly he could probably rebuild his fighting skills from scratch if he had to but it's true, he does not want to. BUT STILL.
And yeah countdowns are for losers who aren't constantly on guard anyway. Honestly he should probably try to dodge out of the way, but given that they both know their skills are gonezos, he's not even really going to bother.
Ah... a baby punch...
Childe doesn't fare much better, honestly--through sheer force of will, he manages to aim at Gojou's solar plexus, and his fist is even properly formed! The speed is there!
But then his footing gives out on him, and he stumbles. Unintentional headbutting?!]
[ Wow, Gojou is very impressed that Childe was able to make do with all the experience sucked out of him! At least until it entirely misses him... His eyes round before he squints, then the impact happens. His head hurts and he staggers backwards while holding it with a hand, shaking.
Usually, this wouldn't hurt, too. Fuck. This place is a curse. ]
I would compliment you, but I know you didn't plan that.
[ Much like Childe, he goes in for a punch, an uppercut punch. The form is perfect, the speed is right this time, but then the footing. The footing. It has Gojou headbutt the other man straight in the chest. ]
[HE TRIES VERY HARD. Currently he is not getting very far. In the end, will it even really matter?
Only time will tell, but for now, Childe is also looking very unhappy. He doesn't like this! He doesn't want this! He manages to straighten up before Gojou can nail him with his punch, but all that really means is that he gets headbutted in the chest instead of the chin.
It's enough momentum to knock him off his feet, too, and he flails for a second, grabbing thoughtlessly at Gojou as he goes down. He has enough presence of mind to stop himself from cracking his head on the floor, but that's about it--it's a very graceless sprawl.]
[ If only Gojou had the finesse to take that hand that grabbed onto him and haul Childe back up. Unfortunately. He doesn't.
They certainly just look like jenga blocks stacked on top of each other, but not neatly. Gojou groans as he lifts himself off of Childe and spares him his weight by rolling off. Now on his back, he looks up to the ceiling with a deep frown. That... Did not go as he planned. If anything, it was worse.
He sighs. ]
I guess we just have to live with this for a bit, Taru-chan.
[Here they are, two fools staring at the ceiling in battle un-prowess. GOD.
He stays on his back as well, lifting his hands and staring at the backs of them as if they'd personally betrayed him. LUST DID YOU DO THIS. IS THIS YOUR FAULT. (It's probably not, it's not their style.)]
I'd usually play videogames, but... I've been bad at those, too.
[ His other form of entertainment, gone. Can't believe Childe is mimicking an anime OP, though. Gojou, on the other hand, is not as motivated to move from his spot. While he doesn't care to be the best at everything, it's different for things he cares about or deems important.
How is he supposed to handle Mahito being his roommate now??? ]
You got nothing you should be doing? I can help since I have nothing to do.
[Childe is, unfortunately the same--his hobbies are different from Gojou's, and he rarely has time for them anyway, but he's the type to want to work hard and master anything he spends a decent amount of time on. Hence the bow practice.
Also yeah he's just anime OP and would rather fight. Terrible.
He sighs, letting his hands fall back to his chest. Well, if they can't have a really good time... might as well get back on the clock...]
It's fine. It's not like my roommates are around during the day.
[ So he will lead Childe to his nice little room. It's fortunately very clean and tidy, including the bed Gojou decided as his own which is the loft since it's closest to the TV.
Anyway, they can indulge as they spontaneously decided and chill in the bed after like how besties should. Gojou will even get him a waffle or something to eat after. ]
[WAVES HAND woOoOoOooo ftb magic. THEIR BORED FIGHT SEX(???) please I'm so tired.
Also wow Gojou is way nicer than he is, Childe hasn't brought his partners food... the difference between a villain and a good guy is post-sex waffles...
Anyway Childe's probably got his pants back on now, even though he's still flopped boredly on Gojou's bed. Welcome back, buddy.]
Was there something of a party earlier?
[Apparently now that they're done indulging, it's gossip time. Waow.]
[ Gojou is also munching on a waffle. And... Would not call himself a good guy. He's just good to people he moderately likes, which includes Childe, apparently. Anyway, he's on the bed in his pants, too! Like this is a sleepover.
Cocking an eyebrow, ah... he remembers now. Childe wasn't there. ]
There was a party game where people spat out facts and took shots, then spun a bottle to see who they would be kissing for seven minutes. [ He would just say 7 minutes in heaven, but he doesn't think Childe knows... What that is. ] Some of the Avatars were there, too.
[Gojou is definitely a good guy compared to some people here, but that's okay. Childe likes him anyway.
Also yeah he absolutely doesn't know what that is, brow slightly furrowed. Seven minutes? That's so weirdly specific... but party game rules don't have to make sense, he guesses.
Facts, huh? Hm.]
It did sound like quite the crowd when I passed by. [On his way to go wherever Childes go when I'm at work idk.] Which ones?
Only Wrath, I haven't spoken much with the others yet. [They're on his list, though. He grins after a moment, looking very mischievous.] Who all did they have fun with?
[He wants a list so he can tease them about being a sloot. If he shows up to trial set on fire then it will have been worth it.]
[ He also has a mischievous grin as he rolls onto his side, propping his head onto his knuckles as he starts listing. ]
Wrath seemed very fond of Gu Yun, Molly, Yuri, and Misa—they had a pleasant conversation with Shi Qingxuan, too. [ Waves hand. ] Sloth is very friendly with everyone, but they mentioned Envy has eyes on a lot of boys and Greed probably has never held anyone's hand before. Despair seemed to be... As they usually are, but specifically Misa, Douman, and Shi Qingxuan approached them.
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Just my skills, so far. [HE WOULD HAVE RATHER LOST HIS PERSONALITY.] Why, what's wrong with you?
[He probably could've been nicer about that but they're besties.]
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[ Usually, that isn't something you would say to people since that means you're vulnerable and weak, but eh. He trusts Childe not to beat the shit out of him cause picking on the weak is... Not fun?
A deep, tired sigh with a frown. ]
Up for a brawl? Maybe muscle memory will help us both.
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So it can affect anything... [Haha. Wow! He does not like that one bit! He sure hopes this doesn't turn into some truth serum bullshit because that would ruin all the work he's done so far. God.
But of course he nods.]
Of course, any time. [Literally. Any time. But since they're right by the simulation room, he'll just gesture towards it, turning around to head back inside. Maybe hand-to-hand will be better...]
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When they are finally inside, he guesses this is the time to pounce. Who cares for a countdown, anyway? ]
Think fast!
[ Gojou strikes Childe with a fist with a wide arc. The form is right, Gojou desperately tries to correct everything wrong in the middle of throwing hands, but... It lacks the oomf. The FORCE. ugh. He hates this. ]
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And yeah countdowns are for losers who aren't constantly on guard anyway. Honestly he should probably try to dodge out of the way, but given that they both know their skills are gonezos, he's not even really going to bother.
Ah... a baby punch...
Childe doesn't fare much better, honestly--through sheer force of will, he manages to aim at Gojou's solar plexus, and his fist is even properly formed! The speed is there!
But then his footing gives out on him, and he stumbles. Unintentional headbutting?!]
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Usually, this wouldn't hurt, too. Fuck. This place is a curse. ]
I would compliment you, but I know you didn't plan that.
[ Much like Childe, he goes in for a punch, an uppercut punch. The form is perfect, the speed is right this time, but then the footing. The footing. It has Gojou headbutt the other man straight in the chest. ]
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Only time will tell, but for now, Childe is also looking very unhappy. He doesn't like this! He doesn't want this! He manages to straighten up before Gojou can nail him with his punch, but all that really means is that he gets headbutted in the chest instead of the chin.
It's enough momentum to knock him off his feet, too, and he flails for a second, grabbing thoughtlessly at Gojou as he goes down. He has enough presence of mind to stop himself from cracking his head on the floor, but that's about it--it's a very graceless sprawl.]
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They certainly just look like jenga blocks stacked on top of each other, but not neatly. Gojou groans as he lifts himself off of Childe and spares him his weight by rolling off. Now on his back, he looks up to the ceiling with a deep frown. That... Did not go as he planned. If anything, it was worse.
He sighs. ]
I guess we just have to live with this for a bit, Taru-chan.
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He stays on his back as well, lifting his hands and staring at the backs of them as if they'd personally betrayed him. LUST DID YOU DO THIS. IS THIS YOUR FAULT. (It's probably not, it's not their style.)]
Now what are we supposed to do?
[If they can't fight, what is even the point!!!]
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[ His other form of entertainment, gone. Can't believe Childe is mimicking an anime OP, though. Gojou, on the other hand, is not as motivated to move from his spot. While he doesn't care to be the best at everything, it's different for things he cares about or deems important.
How is he supposed to handle Mahito being his roommate now??? ]
You got nothing you should be doing? I can help since I have nothing to do.
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Also yeah he's just anime OP and would rather fight. Terrible.
He sighs, letting his hands fall back to his chest. Well, if they can't have a really good time... might as well get back on the clock...]
How are your "indulgences" coming along?
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I'm working on them. [ He just takes what he can get, maybe pursues once in a while. ] So you want to indulge?
[ Double checking. ]
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[Childe you could've at least tried to make that sexy]
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[ Gojou finally gets up and pats off whatever dirt clinging onto his slacks. When he's done he offers Childe a hand in case he needs it. ]
My room? Or yours.
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Maybe this will wear off by the time we're done. [Look don't judge him!!! Now he really wants to fight Gojou and he's being denied :(]
Yours, if that's alright.
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[ So he will lead Childe to his nice little room. It's fortunately very clean and tidy, including the bed Gojou decided as his own which is the loft since it's closest to the TV.
Anyway, they can indulge as they spontaneously decided and chill in the bed after like how besties should. Gojou will even get him a waffle or something to eat after. ]
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Also wow Gojou is way nicer than he is, Childe hasn't brought his partners food... the difference between a villain and a good guy is post-sex waffles...
Anyway Childe's probably got his pants back on now, even though he's still flopped boredly on Gojou's bed. Welcome back, buddy.]
Was there something of a party earlier?
[Apparently now that they're done indulging, it's gossip time. Waow.]
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Cocking an eyebrow, ah... he remembers now. Childe wasn't there. ]
There was a party game where people spat out facts and took shots, then spun a bottle to see who they would be kissing for seven minutes. [ He would just say 7 minutes in heaven, but he doesn't think Childe knows... What that is. ] Some of the Avatars were there, too.
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Also yeah he absolutely doesn't know what that is, brow slightly furrowed. Seven minutes? That's so weirdly specific... but party game rules don't have to make sense, he guesses.
Facts, huh? Hm.]
It did sound like quite the crowd when I passed by. [On his way to go wherever Childes go when I'm at work idk.] Which ones?
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I think people wanted to take their mind off of what happened.
[ Though Gojou isn’t sure this is exactly what they all needed, but didn’t feel the need to ruin the fun. ]
Wrath, Sloth, and Despair. Lust also phoned in. Like any of them?
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Only Wrath, I haven't spoken much with the others yet. [They're on his list, though. He grins after a moment, looking very mischievous.] Who all did they have fun with?
[He wants a list so he can tease them about being a sloot. If he shows up to trial set on fire then it will have been worth it.]
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[ He also has a mischievous grin as he rolls onto his side, propping his head onto his knuckles as he starts listing. ]
Wrath seemed very fond of Gu Yun, Molly, Yuri, and Misa—they had a pleasant conversation with Shi Qingxuan, too. [ Waves hand. ] Sloth is very friendly with everyone, but they mentioned Envy has eyes on a lot of boys and Greed probably has never held anyone's hand before. Despair seemed to be... As they usually are, but specifically Misa, Douman, and Shi Qingxuan approached them.