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OPEN
Who: Makoto and Mukuro, though there will be a few open prompts.
When: A few days after Awakening.
Where: Makoto’s dojo + various.
What: Makoto not dealing with Mukuro’s shenanigans + various.
[ CLOSED TO MAKOTO - MAKOTO’s DOJO]
[Of course one of the few places that Mukuro could train in peace would be under the watchful eye of Chikusa’s ‘brother’, who seemed to be under the impression that Mukuro meant to do Chikusa harm despite all evidence pointing to the contrary. Still, ‘goody two-shoes’ sort of people were the types that Mukuro knew how to deal with, even if he didn’t particularly care to.
So he kept his smile pleasant ( if a bit sharp ) as he went through his stretches, irritated by the lack of responsiveness and control he had over his body. But he had started from nothing before, and he was sure he could do it again. Since he was certain Makoto was keeping a close eye on him, he turned to face the other man, stretching his arms over his head.]
Would you humor me for a round or two?
[ OPEN - PAWN SHOP]
[It’s a slow day, so Mukuro doing his best to pass the time by dusting, half-heartedly working on homework, and playing on his phone when he was sure he could get away with it. At the sound of the door opening, he glanced up, putting on a quick customer service smile.]
How can I help you today?
[ OPEN - SCHOOL GROUNDS]
[In an effort to up his stamina, Mukuro had taken to running laps on the track field early in the morning before classes started, though his progress was slow going. He had only been running for a short while, but it felt like hours, his lungs burning in protest.
He doubled over, panting, as he tried to catch his breath, casting around for where he had left his water bottle.]
When: A few days after Awakening.
Where: Makoto’s dojo + various.
What: Makoto not dealing with Mukuro’s shenanigans + various.
[ CLOSED TO MAKOTO - MAKOTO’s DOJO]
[Of course one of the few places that Mukuro could train in peace would be under the watchful eye of Chikusa’s ‘brother’, who seemed to be under the impression that Mukuro meant to do Chikusa harm despite all evidence pointing to the contrary. Still, ‘goody two-shoes’ sort of people were the types that Mukuro knew how to deal with, even if he didn’t particularly care to.
So he kept his smile pleasant ( if a bit sharp ) as he went through his stretches, irritated by the lack of responsiveness and control he had over his body. But he had started from nothing before, and he was sure he could do it again. Since he was certain Makoto was keeping a close eye on him, he turned to face the other man, stretching his arms over his head.]
Would you humor me for a round or two?
[ OPEN - PAWN SHOP]
[It’s a slow day, so Mukuro doing his best to pass the time by dusting, half-heartedly working on homework, and playing on his phone when he was sure he could get away with it. At the sound of the door opening, he glanced up, putting on a quick customer service smile.]
How can I help you today?
[ OPEN - SCHOOL GROUNDS]
[In an effort to up his stamina, Mukuro had taken to running laps on the track field early in the morning before classes started, though his progress was slow going. He had only been running for a short while, but it felt like hours, his lungs burning in protest.
He doubled over, panting, as he tried to catch his breath, casting around for where he had left his water bottle.]