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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 4 2007, 07:55 PM (38 Views) | |
| Dai | Jul 4 2007, 07:55 PM Post #1 |
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Captain SPARKLE~!!!
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A few thousand feet above the level of the sea, even if not directly above it, Mr. Fighting Spirit - Kiyoshi Nakahata - rides the plane to Utah. A road trip might have been preferrable, but in all honesty, Kiyoshi Nakahata has no earthly idea where Utah is. Nor does his second and favourite student Stacy Crowe. The two ride First Class, and they do it for a number of reasons: first, they can afford it; secondly Stacy swears that the hostesses are cuter*, and thirdly - possibly most importantly - the two have even more room to sprawl in their aisle seats. Oh yeah, and they have better films on, but since Kiyoshi doesn't think much of Hollywood's output of late, that wasn't a consideration, since he has a copy of Marvel's Age of Apocalypse in his hands, and an MP3 player** in his ears, although Stacy's trying to tell him something... Stacy: What are we going to Utah again? Kiyoshi can't seem to hear him, because he's answering the question "Am I Evil?"*** Stacy prods him in the ribs. In swift response, Kiyoshi smacks him in the shoulder with a Kesa-Giri chop. Stacy: OWW!!! What was that for? The White Haired Warrior glares at him, and flicks the left earphone out, so he can still hear "Am I Evil?"**** and in the hoarse whisper of someone who's trying not to shout over music in his ear: Kiyoshi: What? I told you to stop jabbing me! Stacy: Sorry man... Kiyoshi: What did you want this time? Stacy shrugs, and is a little reluctant to restate the question. Kiyoshi, it seems, even without the irritation is in a bad enough mood already. Stacy: I just wanted to know why we're gonna be in uh... Utah or wherever? Kiyoshi: Yare-yare, how am I supposed to know? I am not even sure where it is, let alone why anyone would ever go there, let alone why I would want go there. Stacy: Might secretly want to be a Mormon... Kiyoshi: Why on earth would I want to be a Moomin? Stacy: Erm...Mormon... No, no idea really. I think you might be allowed 3 wives or something, but that'd only be worth it if they were hot and- Kiyoshi: Thank you very much, Mr. Cultural Ambassador. The acid tone stops Stacy's fantasies of three wives dead, even going as far as to confuse the man. Stacy: Jesus man, what's eating you? You've been in the pissiest mood I've ever seen you in, all week long, You're on your way to claim Dual Crown contendership. Again. Easy week's pay and you get to see the Great Salt Lake. Kiyoshi has rolled his eyes twice at this. Kiyoshi: I will not be impressed unless we have to fight a giant undead insectoid and there is a lift that takes me to meet President Loire of Esthar. The taller man is left wondering if that's a joke or not. The tone indicates not, but the subject matter shows a flash of some uncharacteristically dry, if a little geeky humour. Kiyoshi: Why do I want Dual Crown Contendership, again? Why do I want an easy pay-cheque? Why on earth am I wasting my time, trying to create order out of chaos in the centre of a storm of idiots? Especially as what I want is a lead-in match or two against Xtreme Kitten. Stacy: Cheer up, dude; he might have lost the title by the time he gets to you, and you'll be left to take the title from a Matt Impact or a Sean Madrox or someone else you can beat with the greatest of ease. The Judo Sensei rolls his eyes again, and goes to put his earphone in. Stacy stops him with a word. Or two. Stacy: I've never seen you like this, and it's been what, nearly a year now? XK worrying you that much? Ouch, man. You're Kiyoshi Nakahata, you don't get scared, you just look up or down at your next opponent with cold indifference, and just get on with it. Win or Lose, isn't that what you say? Kiyoshi puts the earphone back in. Stacy doesn't care, and raises his voice a little. Stacy: Wait a sec, it's not him you're scared of, it's the Main Event, the Dual Crown, the Top of the Entire Wrestling World! You're worried you're gonna just gonna get there and freeze up! The fact he's got your number just adds to that... Kiyoshi caught all of that, from Main Event, onwards, the song finished and the next was very slow to start picking up. He affects a small, almost imperceptiable shrug, not big enough to show actual confusion; using it instead to merely avoid the question. He holds Stacy's glance for a moment longer, before turning back to his graphic novel. It's Stacy's turn to roll his eyes now, and we fade on him settling back into his seat to enjoy his movie... [size0]* Although Kiyoshi hasn't seen anything to prove it so far. ** Which I'm sure he's not supposed to have, but can you honestly say a 6'1 260+lb man can't listen to a nice bit of Diamond Head? *** Yes I am. **** I am Man, yes I am. |
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