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Those words seem to stand out to Hakuryuu the most out of what she'd said. A normal sentence, really: a place where they go to train and practice. A place, had it been described under God Eden, would be summed up as 'a place to get stronger'. But while the meaning is mostly the same, the words chosen to describe it have a whole different attitude attached.
Endou didn't want his team to just 'get stronger'. He wanted them to 'grow stronger'. And to someone like Hakuryuu, who knew power by shoving his way through for survival and survival alone, it seemed so nurturing. Like sunlight to a small plant once it breaks through the soil and spreading its leaves.
That was why he was so different from Tsurugi now. He had 'gotten' stronger. Tsurugi had 'grown' stronger. Guess he had more catching up to do than he originally thought. A smile ghosts across his face as his hand bounces that ponytail over his shoulder, giving a soft 'hmph' of approval and finally falling into place alongside her.]
Then I'd definitely like to see it.
If that's where the base of Raimon's strength lies.
(she can see there's definitely a certain way those words affected hakuryuu, but she'll do nothing to point it out. this time, at least. they're having a bonding moment, it wouldn't do her any good to ruin. well, not right now.
truth be told, midori does want to see how hakuryuu could change and grow in the influence and company of raimon. he's no doubt on the right path judging by his actions so far, but to see how his soccer could develop under their guidance...
no doubt endou would be more than thrilled to have him practice with the team whenever he wants. she pulls away, unwrapping her arm around his shoulder as he takes a sip of her juice, a bright grin on her face.) Mm, I wouldn't say it's the base of their strength. It's more like a... rite of passage kinda thing. You of all people should know the base of their strength is playing their own heartfelt soccer as strongly as they want to.
[That was true. It wasn't something that meticulous training and drills could give you. He'd been through the worst on God Eden, determined to see himself as the strongest and rise up above them all. And in the end, he was no match for Raimon's heartfelt strength, even with Shuu's help.
His hands clench tighter into fists at remembering his friend, but it's quickly fleeting, now taking on a slightly stronger, but more confident tone.]
They have fun.
[As if he were confirming it for himself as well as reiterating what she had said. He remembers the days when he was young--when soccer was something he enjoyed and not just a way to show off his power. He'd longed wanted to reclaim that...
Maybe this was the step he needed.]
Please show me.
[Look at that, he said please, and earnestly too!]
(she couldn’t lie, his sudden plea, and with such earnestness, it wasn’t something she was expecting from him so soon. but she does understand his position. after what he’d gone through in god eden, how he’d suffered, it only made sense he would want to see a place that seems so important and monumental to the soccer he wants to achieve.
and midori is all too aware of her position. she’s a manager, it’s her responsibility to help guide him, to help him grow to reach his potential. all he wants now is to have fun. to have fun as a person, in soccer, to know what that kind of fun can be for him.
hakuryuu had changed, and midori wasn’t going to be one to ignore that change and need to grow.
her expression is blank for a short time, still in shock from what he’d said only moments ago. it doesn’t take long for her expression to shift, a smile spreading over her face as she gives him a gentle squeeze of approval, all too pleased with how his opinions have so drastically changed for the better.) You deserve this just as much as anyone on Raimon. C’mon, let’s get you to that riverbank for some much needed training in fun.
[The soft squeeze, while harmless by Midori's standards, completely flushes his body with warmth, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks and blossom through his chest. He's not sure if it's Midori's kindness or the physical contact, but really...it doesn't matter. There's nothing he can do to shove his blushing complexion down, so instead he'll just tuck his chin into his chest, eyes cast to the pavement in hopes that it'll hide as much of that pink flush as it can.]
This town's peaceful. Is it always like this?
[Genuine curiosity. After all, it was Raimon who had led the resistance against Holy Road and Sector 5, wasn't it? Rebellion and a quiet, peaceful down didn't seem to coincide in his mind. Then again, like Tenma himself, there as far more to him than outside appearances would suggest.]
It's almost like the storybooks I've seen.
[Spoken as if he'd recently read them.
He pauses a moment, red eyes flaring wide open and boring into the sidewalk as if it was the most interesting thing in the universe. I she really fascinated by the concrete path? Not really. It's more out of panic, much like a deer in the headlights.]
(the blush is near impossible to miss, standing out brightly against his pale complexion, and midori doesn’t even try to hide the smile to herself as she thinks about just how much she’s affecting hakuryuu in such a short period of time. it’s a little… cute, she would say. but of course, she’s going to do nothing to actually move away from hakuryuu and make this situation any better for him.
what does grab her attention, however, is his observation of the town. it’s heartbreaking, in a way, that a young child such as him isn’t even aware of what a normal town is like, that all he’s known is everything god eden was. it causes her smile to falter, but only for a moment. she has a feeling he wouldn’t appreciate pity being given to him over something such as this.
but even midori doesn’t quite feel the urge to tease him in this situation. sure, his reaction might be one for the history books, but he’s still adjusting to a normal life. that doesn’t deserve to be mocked in any way.
there’s no teasing tone in her voice, maybe the slightest bit playful to keep the edge off, but midori gently nudges him with her side, a few quiet laughs under her breath.) Yeah, this is how things usually are. And… I wouldn’t worry about the storybook thing. I doubt anyone would get on your case for that.
[Somehow, that didn't make the burning sensation in his throat any less, his red eyes boring holes into the cement as they walk. Despite having to swallow a lot of it, his pride was still very close to his heart, and he'd managed to keep a hold of just a small part of it after God Eden. Seems like he kept quite a few things from those times--the books he'd read over and over to keep himself sane from hearing the screams in that 'training' arena. The soft want for friends like Tenma and Raimon had...the ones Tsurugi got so easily and yet he seemed to be trudging through quicksand.
Another thing he has to learn to take. Build up a different kind of pride. But no one said it would pop up overnight, and so he follows, looking up finally to make sure he was heading in the direction Midori had pointed out.]
They never tell you the harder parts in those stories. A hero's journey, they never talk about the training he had to go through, or the hardships the princess [-es] had to endure from their captors. [Is Aoi's imprisonment still on his mind? A little, despite being okay in her books.]
It's nice to see something that's just like it, is all.
Makes you believe there's some truth to it.
[That whole 'happily ever after' shlock, probably not. But small things like a quiet town, a sunrise, a gang of friends that overcame an entire evil organization.
(it’s not hard to see all the pain he still carries in his heart from his days at god eden, the choices they forced him to make, and the actions he regretted as a cause of that. he didn’t deserve all that. midori herself has seen just how many strides he’s made since finally freeing himself from the tyrannical clutches of the fifth sector. he’s been more sociable, making efforts to repair the damage he’s done, form new friendships, better himself as a person. as a manager, and someone who genuinely cared for his well being, it made her happy to see such a change.
which is why she believes he doesn’t deserve all of the grief he still gives himself over what he did. him finally looking up at her, that different form of pride making an effort to show through, it lessens her worry over him a little. and it earns him a gentle smile, one you’d expect from a big sister figure who just wants to help someone see how truly amazing they are.
It’s what hakuryuu truly deserves.) Of course they don’t talk about all the hardships. No one likes hearing about struggles or challenges that can hurt. Who wants to face that?
(and it’s fact. the particularly grueling parts in stories are always skipped over to get to the final battle and happy ending. something midori herself takes a bit of issue with.) But the people in those stories are stronger than we give them credit for. The enemy can become the hero, and the princess can be far tougher than she looks. And a lot more forgiving, too. Those happily ever after things… they’re definitely not gonna happen like they do in the stories. But any ending where you walk away happier is a good ending, right?
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Those words seem to stand out to Hakuryuu the most out of what she'd said. A normal sentence, really: a place where they go to train and practice. A place, had it been described under God Eden, would be summed up as 'a place to get stronger'. But while the meaning is mostly the same, the words chosen to describe it have a whole different attitude attached.
Endou didn't want his team to just 'get stronger'. He wanted them to 'grow stronger'. And to someone like Hakuryuu, who knew power by shoving his way through for survival and survival alone, it seemed so nurturing. Like sunlight to a small plant once it breaks through the soil and spreading its leaves.
That was why he was so different from Tsurugi now. He had 'gotten' stronger. Tsurugi had 'grown' stronger. Guess he had more catching up to do than he originally thought. A smile ghosts across his face as his hand bounces that ponytail over his shoulder, giving a soft 'hmph' of approval and finally falling into place alongside her.]
Then I'd definitely like to see it.
If that's where the base of Raimon's strength lies.
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truth be told, midori does want to see how hakuryuu could change and grow in the influence and company of raimon. he's no doubt on the right path judging by his actions so far, but to see how his soccer could develop under their guidance...
no doubt endou would be more than thrilled to have him practice with the team whenever he wants. she pulls away, unwrapping her arm around his shoulder as he takes a sip of her juice, a bright grin on her face.) Mm, I wouldn't say it's the base of their strength. It's more like a... rite of passage kinda thing. You of all people should know the base of their strength is playing their own heartfelt soccer as strongly as they want to.
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His hands clench tighter into fists at remembering his friend, but it's quickly fleeting, now taking on a slightly stronger, but more confident tone.]
They have fun.
[As if he were confirming it for himself as well as reiterating what she had said. He remembers the days when he was young--when soccer was something he enjoyed and not just a way to show off his power. He'd longed wanted to reclaim that...
Maybe this was the step he needed.]
Please show me.
[Look at that, he said please, and earnestly too!]
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and midori is all too aware of her position. she’s a manager, it’s her responsibility to help guide him, to help him grow to reach his potential. all he wants now is to have fun. to have fun as a person, in soccer, to know what that kind of fun can be for him.
hakuryuu had changed, and midori wasn’t going to be one to ignore that change and need to grow.
her expression is blank for a short time, still in shock from what he’d said only moments ago. it doesn’t take long for her expression to shift, a smile spreading over her face as she gives him a gentle squeeze of approval, all too pleased with how his opinions have so drastically changed for the better.) You deserve this just as much as anyone on Raimon. C’mon, let’s get you to that riverbank for some much needed training in fun.
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This town's peaceful. Is it always like this?
[Genuine curiosity. After all, it was Raimon who had led the resistance against Holy Road and Sector 5, wasn't it? Rebellion and a quiet, peaceful down didn't seem to coincide in his mind. Then again, like Tenma himself, there as far more to him than outside appearances would suggest.]
It's almost like the storybooks I've seen.
[Spoken as if he'd recently read them.
He pauses a moment, red eyes flaring wide open and boring into the sidewalk as if it was the most interesting thing in the universe. I she really fascinated by the concrete path? Not really. It's more out of panic, much like a deer in the headlights.]
I mean. Memories of them.
[Nailed it.]
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what does grab her attention, however, is his observation of the town. it’s heartbreaking, in a way, that a young child such as him isn’t even aware of what a normal town is like, that all he’s known is everything god eden was. it causes her smile to falter, but only for a moment. she has a feeling he wouldn’t appreciate pity being given to him over something such as this.
but even midori doesn’t quite feel the urge to tease him in this situation. sure, his reaction might be one for the history books, but he’s still adjusting to a normal life. that doesn’t deserve to be mocked in any way.
there’s no teasing tone in her voice, maybe the slightest bit playful to keep the edge off, but midori gently nudges him with her side, a few quiet laughs under her breath.) Yeah, this is how things usually are. And… I wouldn’t worry about the storybook thing. I doubt anyone would get on your case for that.
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Another thing he has to learn to take. Build up a different kind of pride. But no one said it would pop up overnight, and so he follows, looking up finally to make sure he was heading in the direction Midori had pointed out.]
They never tell you the harder parts in those stories. A hero's journey, they never talk about the training he had to go through, or the hardships the princess [-es] had to endure from their captors. [Is Aoi's imprisonment still on his mind? A little, despite being okay in her books.]
It's nice to see something that's just like it, is all.
Makes you believe there's some truth to it.
[That whole 'happily ever after' shlock, probably not. But small things like a quiet town, a sunrise, a gang of friends that overcame an entire evil organization.
There might be truth to it.]
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which is why she believes he doesn’t deserve all of the grief he still gives himself over what he did. him finally looking up at her, that different form of pride making an effort to show through, it lessens her worry over him a little. and it earns him a gentle smile, one you’d expect from a big sister figure who just wants to help someone see how truly amazing they are.
It’s what hakuryuu truly deserves.) Of course they don’t talk about all the hardships. No one likes hearing about struggles or challenges that can hurt. Who wants to face that?
(and it’s fact. the particularly grueling parts in stories are always skipped over to get to the final battle and happy ending. something midori herself takes a bit of issue with.) But the people in those stories are stronger than we give them credit for. The enemy can become the hero, and the princess can be far tougher than she looks. And a lot more forgiving, too. Those happily ever after things… they’re definitely not gonna happen like they do in the stories. But any ending where you walk away happier is a good ending, right?