expiationlogs | june catchall (open!)

Who: Shinji! and! you!
Where: various
What: ya boy shinjiro, man about town (feat. brunch, Axe Swinging, and misc tdm-inspired loitering)
Warnings: nothing yet

cooking mama sequel

[While he doesn't actually live in the inn anymore, Shinji is here at the inn today, helping himself to the kitchen as the locals so generously allow him to. Things have been weird? He remembers passing out and waking up somewhere else entirely (or: he was kidnapped to the grove, and unconscious throughout), and while he was out, it seems like a bunch of people had a strange and uncomfortable time.

So!

Well. All Shinji knows to show empathy is making food and punching, and one of those isn't really viable, and the other one he's only doing so that he doesn't have to think about the implications of being mysteriously kidnapped. All this to say he is at the inn, in the kitchen, making Food. He's both very skilled and weirdly fast at food preparation, so there is a lot, and since he lives on a farm with a bunch of egg-laying chickens, primarily it's Brunch.

If you come in looking for a nibble, he immediately snaps:]

Don't touch that. [And then just as immediately, prepares a delightful brunch plate and slides it over a countertop.] Eat this. And don't complain about it, okay?

[Complain... about free brunch... He can't just give out food normally or someone might notice he has Human Empathy.]

axe you a question

[Or: The training arc prompt, because if sleeping with a big axe next to his bed doesn't deter magical shadow kidnappers, he'll just have to... stop sleeping and swing it around all the time?

Whatever. He's workshopping it. He's never really, um, trained before, is the thing— not formally? Not really? His bestie is the training-addicted jock, Shinji is merely a tank with a big axe. So while he is here, at the random spot he's chosen to train in (somewhere with less foot traffic, see, is the sole requirement), he has no planned routine.

Or even, like. Stretches? Do people stretch? Goddamn. It's warm out but he's dressed like it's winter and he's carrying a big axe, which might not be the most comforting of figures to be addressed by, suddenly:]

Hey. You. ....Do you know how to fight? [hm, well, no, and he frowns because now it's embarrassing-] Do you know how to train.

misc around town mini prompts

[You may run into Shinji:

A. Loitering in the statue garden, where he will be staring at his own statue with an air of obvious and grim Sulking, suspiciously fist-sized rock in hand at his side... ah jeez...!!

B. Not-quite-celebrating at ....the post-event celebration, that is to say, lurking to pick up some food and then disappearing again. He gruffly brushes off any local trying to rope him back in, using the logic that he definitely just slept through the whole thing so please leave him the hell alone this time, but as it starts to get darker he's definitely hanging around as a self-appointed Party Bouncer in case anything out there gets any ideas. Or in case someone in the party starts some shit.

C. Out in the woodsy areas that need replanting, crouched down next to a hole in the ground with a seed in hand. A magic seed. He's literally seen a fairy but he still feels the need to ask,] ....This isn't for real, right?

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[wriggles back in from my hiatus, hello.... hmu via pm or at jojoveller if you would like a custom starter, we can hash something out!! or: do whatever, surprise me.]

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[There are days where catching Izuku out in the emptier areas means he was, in fact, planning on doing some training of his own. Or was in the middle of it, or had just finished. He ran up against more than a few limits he should have been prepared for during the event - especially the ones related to his injuries - and he wants to get a handle on what, exactly, he's safely capable of. Without the protection and physical support of his costume and support gear, it's even more important than usual to know exactly how beyond he can go.

In such situations, he'd understand being asked a question like this.

At this particular moment, however, he was just out here on a walk. Give him a minute to shift gears.]

Yes? [Izuku why is that a question.] To both things. It's, uh, more general training and hand-to-hand than...um...

[He gestures awkwardly at the axe. Weapon use isn't really something he's studied, and it's not really much of a thing among his classmates either. He's not going to be the best person for that and he knows it.]

[...Than a big axe; you know, fair? Shinji looks at the axe in turn, shrugging as if to say that, yeah, he gets it; of course juniorcop himself wouldn't be swinging a whole axe around. Honestly, most people wouldn't be...

So he puts the axe. Down. No point in carrying it if it's not on the table for training right this second. He holds up his hands in another shrug.]

Yeah? You a boxer, too? I only know street fighting, and there ain't a class for it.

[So his preferred style is "break bones in the face," working title.]

[He tilts his head a bit at the mention of boxing. Honestly Izuku's never really thought about what kind of broader style his Shoot Style might be. He's curious about that "too", as well, but it's a question tangential to the subject so he just tucks it away in the back of his mind for later.]

Not really? I mostly focus on kicks right now. [He smiles self-consciously.] I haven't studied any specific style, to be honest.

[Mostly he just...watches other people fight, breaks everything down, and copies whatever he happens to need at any given moment. It's a weird, confusing chimera to witness in action, given how at least half of it is built out of textbook moves from actual martial arts styles alongside whatever happens to work.

Is that weird? It's probably weird.]

[Well, okay, he hears that, but also because he cannot resist, he does have to point out:]

Kickboxing.

[Ha ha, just a little joke from Shinji, delivered in a way that is really obviously a joke and not a bone-dry observation. That known funny guy, Shinjiro Aragaki.

...Anyway.]

You practice, though? You got a routine? I don't need a crash course, just... a place to start.

[It's meant as a joke, and yet he tilts his head in consideration anyway. Not because he thinks it applies, but because even if it had been dripping with the most sarcasm a human being could cram into a single word, he'd still find it an interesting suggestion in the first place. Maybe he should look into researching kickboxing styles for ideas...]

Oh, yeah, of course! Well, I haven't been able to do any sparring since I got here, but I've got a fitness routine and jogging route worked out.

[FORESHADOWING

Of course, Izuku knows better than to throw a routine that's best for him out as the way to go. Just like his Shoot Style, his regimen is set up with his own limits and goals in mind, not anyone else's. So first things first, figure out where Aragaki's starting line is and work from there!]

What about you? Are there any workouts you usually do?

[Oh no, Izuku is a Jock... Shinji knew this in his heart after the whole volunteering to patrol because of junior cop school (or whatever it is) episode; only a true jock would do that with such enthusiasm. But oh no. Jocks. His kryptonite.

Speaking of kryptonite, workouts he usually does... ha ha...]

No.

[Gaze.......... That's the whole answer. He taught himself to fight in dirty back alleys and then never internalized a single health routine besides how to eat well, and no one finds this as backwards as he does, rest assured.]

I don't work out. ....I mean, I never have. [He sort of, like, significantly shifts the big fucking axe. Um.] I hit hard.

....So I'm asking.

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