Catch-all: Taichi

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Week 0: Monday

[ercnerd]

[At the hybrid football and track fields, Sieghart stares at one of his worst nightmares manifested: a sign that reads, DO YOU LIKE RUNNING? He very nearly shudders at the thought.]

Is there really anyone who likes running just to run?

[goalsides]

[this fucking bat, hello? anyway! sieghart is over here sweating at the thought of running, and then there's taichi that's reading the sign from over his shoulder.]

Uh, me? What's wrong with being fast? [hello, ignore that he has a soccer ball under his arm.]

[ercnerd]

[Sadly, the bat only exists in their imaginations.

He looks over his shoulder.]

You enjoy sweating and gasping for breath?

[goalsides]

[my question still stands.]

No, I enjoy moving around. [there's a grin.] You're a swordsman, aren't you? Don't you train?

[training probably is not the same for fighters as it is for athletes but sure.]

[ercnerd]

A genius like me doesn't need training!

[goalsides]

Oh yeah? So how'd you learn how to wield a sword in the first place, genius?

[ercnerd]

Learning and training are different. Once I was shown the basics, I did everything on my own!

w0 saturday

[goalsides]

[it's not immediately post-trial but a little later when taichi returns to the dorm. the events of the day were...a lot, to say the least, and when he eventually runs into sieghart he slows down and greets him with a nod.]

...how're you holding up?

[ercnerd]

[By now he's released the frog back into the moat. There's no sense in keeping a creature that thrives in the great outdoors. And it was way too slimy for his taste.

He stares at Taichi.]

. . . That's what I should be asking you.

[goalsides]

[he pauses before there's a shrug.]

I'm fine. I'm not the one who woke up outside without a clue what happened. [he says, like he didn't find the body.] And anyway...you were kind of friends with her, weren't you?

[ercnerd]

[That's so much worse, Taichi.]

Weren't you?

[It's a sincere question.]

[goalsides]

Not really. I've never spoken to her before. [which a.) makes this whole thing a little weirder and b.) may not even be what sieghart means, but it's what he says anyway.] I never got a chance to talk to Tomoe either.

[ercnerd]

I spoke to both of them.

w1 thursday

[goalsides]

[the exhaustion i just felt writing week 1. anyhow, as promised taichi is holding onto this...map piece? he thinks it's a map piece. he has no idea what it's for, but he's highkey concerned about these eight (!?) people that apparently went somewhere and came back all in some state of disarray.

while the other group is important, too, this one involves three of his dormmates and they're people he actually likes talking to.

this is why at some point pre-curfew, taichi's already back at the dorm anyway and approaches sieghart, paper in his pocket as he sits and looks at his condom-splinted fingers i guess.]

What's the verdict? [did you get looked at? how are you feelings? are you in a decent piece physically? what's the story morning glory?]

[ercnerd]

[The couch is a fine place to lie for someone with a fractured leg. He's unfortunately yet to jury-rig a splint for it, but he has no plans to move for the rest of the night, so that means everything has officially worked out. Even better, he's dried off and no longer smelling like the sea now.]

Didn't I tell you? I'm fine; I'm fine!

[goalsides]

You did tell me that, but can't a guy ask just to be sure? [he shakes his head like he's disappointed, mostly just kidding but also still very lowkey alarmed. since sieg is on the couch that means taichi is probably going to sit on the floor.]

Especially when it's not like we actually have a real health office or anything.

[ercnerd]

It's not like I'm sick. I've dealt with broken bones before, so this is nothing new to me.

[goalsides]

You know how long broken bones take to heal, right?

[...there's a pause.] That's actually a serious question now. [sieg your immortality??]

[ercnerd]

Of course I do. I don't go out of my way to break them for that reason.

w2 monday

[goalsides]

hey are you busy?
i can come to you but i want to talk to you
there's some stuff i think you should know
and tell the rest of spring

[ercnerd]

[Perhaps when it starts to feel that Sieghart has ghosted him, a reply comes:]

I'm at the cafeteria

[He'll be there for some time, enjoying his meal. After all, he's in no rush to leave with a splinted leg.]

[goalsides]

[wow. but okay. he will make his way to the cafeteria, bounding up to his table but not quite sitting yet.]

Hey. Mind if I sit down?

[ercnerd]

[Sieghart is hoarding two chairs to himself—one for sitting, and the other for his leg.]

Of course. Have you eaten already? If not, you should grab something before you do.

[goalsides]

Maybe later. I'm still full from earlier.

[he will have a seat!]

How's the leg?

[ercnerd]

It's healing.

What did you want to tell me?