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I don't think I've ever used a forum this big before, but I have something I'd like to ask, so here I go!

Is there anyone here who likes to work out?
Usually I get up early to get my exercise in, but I haven't really settled on a routine I'm satisfied with yet.
Going for a run in an unfamiliar place is fun, but it's also a little lonely lol

So I was thinking about putting together a circuit around the groves or the beach!
It'll be mostly endurance rather than strength training, I build muscle quickly and if I go back home with too much I'll get scolded...

Ah, right! And one more thing! I was taking a look at this place

[ insert a link to a dance studio in prismaplace! it looks glitzy and luxurious, with cutting edge tech to mimic various entertainment environments and conditions. thunderous 360° areas with all the bells and whistles, rainy outdoor lives, dive bars, bougie theaters - you name it, it's there. ]

Isn't it cool? I've just been practicing in the park lately, but with TRIGGER's activities picking up, I want to get serious about it.
Is there anyone else interested? It's such a big space that I thought it'd be fun to have more people go! I have sets I'd like to practice, but you'd be welcome to do whatever you'd like, of course. Or I can put together new choreography!
I can bring snacks and drinks, too.

[ ryuu's tireless den mom energy is showing, and he's okay with that. ]

Let me know what you think, if you'd like to try it out!
Thank you very much.

[ and a kinako sticker he rescued from his normal phone for luck! ]

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[ oh! with a nod, ryuu squares his rather substantial shoulders, seemingly unphased by the act of mamoru taking a look around and then settling on him. being settled on is honestly the more important thing to him that stands out - ]

Okay! Take your time.

[ with a big inhale, he glances towards the waves rolling in from the dim morning horizon. ]

How long has it been since you've been to the beach?

[A slight pause to his motion of tugging a sock off his foot, and Mamoru tilts his head. Even with a hand resting on Ryuu's shoulder, Mamoru's balance on one foot is actually pretty steady as he actually gives the reply to that question a thought.

Eyes focused on the floor but hearing cast to the waves, he realizes that the beach isn't something he usually went to.]

Think I was a kid. [Shifting to do the same to the other foot - floor is a lot colder than he'd expected.] Used to swim in rivers or lakes.

You're from the coast, right?

[ though a bit of an airhead, ryuu also notes the presence of balance - some people have it naturally, though this is the sort that sinks into him. years of attuning himself to the movements of others has made him sensitive to it.

still, it's with a quiet hum that he considers the answer before he tips his chin down into a fond nod. ]

That's right. Okinawa! I love the sea, but rivers and lakes have a nice atmosphere to them too.

They do. Still, [standing back upright while tying the shoe laces together to drape them on a shoulder] something to be said about the sound of waves, right?

Been there, actually. [He jerks his chin towards the sand to motion Ryuu forward. He sinks his feet onto the sand and the texture has been so distant in his mind it almost feels foreign. It's nice.] For a couple of months.

[ the sound of the waves is what draws him back time and time again, even at the risk of bears and other prismatican nonsense. not home, but the nostalgia, the feelings that is evokes, are similar enough. it's with a quiet affirmation that's half a breath that he moves again, forward, but not too far.

his steps are light and natural, not sinking too far into the sand like a man long starved of its touch. ]

Have you? [ a near instantaneous perk. ] Was it a vacation?

[ a knowing laugh. ]

That's what most people visit for, anyway.

[How do you explain in a simple sentence that you were once exiled of your own dojo after killing your master in a dubious duel, which made you wander the country after getting out jail, to respect his dying wish for Mamoru to live for the sake of knowledge and mastery? How do you explain that you went to Okinawa because it was the birthplace of a specific branch of a martial art?

How do you explain that you use what you learned there to twist ankles and pop shoulders out?]

You could say that. [Answer: You don't.] The food was excellent.

[Mamoru tilts his head towards the ocean. The wave sets sounds regular, but.] How is the tide looking?

[ none the wiser for this inner monologue of pain and perseverance, ryuu brightens at the mention of food. it's not that he doesn't like to pry, meatheaded as he is, but pride in the little things is healthy! ]

It is, isn't it? Okinawa is pretty famous for its food. I like to cook a lot, so if you have something you really like, let me know!

[ of course, the real offer hangs in the air: he'll make you dinner, just like that.

that aside, he gazes out into the water with a resonant hum. ]

It looks great! The water's pretty high... I wonder if it's because of all the moons. Are you ready?

[ Ignorance is literally bliss, in this case.

Mamoru tilts his head, a twitch to a lip at the forwardness and immediate volunteering to cook. Not many people do that; in fact, it's so traditional, the way someone from a place known for its food offers immediately to whip something up, that Mamoru is actually taken back to the time he's sitting with a full stomach while listening to the waves crashing just like this.

Waves that he swung his sword against for the following four hours. But still. Shounen manga flashback aside...] Careful. Gotta make it count if you're cooking. You're representing your home town around here.

[He tilts his head.] Sure. Are you?

[ kind as he is, he's also passionate. the breath that pushes from his nose says it all: he's got okinawan cuisine on lock, and he'll prove it anytime.

well, anytime when he has access to a kitchen, which isn't right now, but maybe later? ryuu tucks that thought away because there's no time like the present, but right now his attention is shifting towards the crashing waves, the winds rolling in off the sea made lavender by the sky before dawn. ]

Definitely! Before long it'll be too cold to do this, so I want to make the most of it.

[ starting off, he resumes his humming, deep and soft. ]

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