GREENSHIPPING? greenshipping. green with sord vs green with sord makeout with tongues

[coolswordsmanmach2]

So you're Tani-san, right?

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[woodfortono]

Eh... [he pulls a face, tilting his head] Just Chiaki's fine. [leaning forward and grinning a little] And you're the new Green, huh?

[coolswordsmanmach2]

From what I understand, yes. Rippukan Souji. [bowing his head] Pleased to meet you.

[woodfortono]

[ducks his head in an abbreviated bow, scratching the back of his neck]

Yeah, likewise. ...do you all of you new guys fight with the sword, or is it just you?

[coolswordsmanmach2]

We all have access to the Gaburicalibur, but the sword is my specialty.

[woodfortono]

Huh. [grinning] Good to know.

[coolswordsmanmach2]

I guess. We can defend ourselves and fight the Deboss Army--but my family has been practicing the Peerless Sword for generations.

[woodfortono]

[shrugs a little] I dunno about 'peerless' anything, but I've been training to be a samurai since I was a little kid. ...we all have.

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[narrowing eyes]

[oh gurl you did NOT]

It's a superior style, especially with my own developments.

[woodfortono]

Okay, okay! Man, I'm saying I haven't heard of it, not that it sucks. I don't pay attention to that kind of stuff. [side-eyeing you] 'Superior,' huh?

TRAINING CASA DE KYOURYUUGREEN

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[lowering his bokken, slightly winded but smiling faintly]

Let's take a break. I'll get some water, just sit down there.

[woodfortono]

Aa. [flops down, exhaling on a whoosh of air as he wipes his face] Sure, thanks.

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[o convenient area where cold water bottles are kept bless you.]

So do you all fight like that? [tossing it to you before he sits down beside you]

[woodfortono]

Nah. We're all trained in different styles, since we come from different families, I guess. We all have different personal weapons, too--mine's the yari. Takeru has a zanbato, the huge showoff. Mako fights with fans. We all use the sword as our first weapon, though.

[coolswordsmanmach2]

Mm. We all have the sword and gun, but then separate sidearms from the Kentro spiker. [uncapping his water to drink deeply, then contemplatively looks over you. all intense. jii.]

[woodfortono]

[just nods, taking a drink and pretending not to notice how weird you're being]

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[that's what usually happens when we hang out. leaning in a little closer. . .

hi]

[woodfortono]

[lowers his water bottle, his eyes widening a little

what are you even]

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[knock knock]

[I hope this is the right place and not some neighbor's or something]

[also I brought a potted plant]

[woodfortono]

[what oh my god did you really

he just opens the door and stars at you for a second before he grins and lets you in]

Hey.

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[yes it's green and spiky and small, just like you]

[bowing a little] Hey.

[woodfortono]

C'mon in. [taking the plant and looking at it] ...thanks?

[coolswordsmanmach2]

Thanks for inviting me. [smiling!! look I did a thing. It was difficult]

[woodfortono]

[that makes him grin right back]

No problem. C'mon up. [headed to his room]

[coolswordsmanmach2]

[follows after kicking his shoes off!! glancing around your house]

Your home is really nice. [it's probably more decorated than his own]

[woodfortono]

...I guess. [his room looks like a tornado hit it, though. he kicks some clothes towards the hamper and moves stuff around on his desk to set down the plant before he flops down to sit on the bed] So... what d'you wanna play?