[ closed ] you see a man

[banworthy]

WHO: Vincent Smith (banworthy) + CLOSED starters.
WHEN: July.
WHERE: Various places.
WHAT: People actually want to spend time with Vincent (he's surprised and suspicious, too).
NOTES\WARNINGS: Silent Hill 3 spoilers, cult indoctrination.

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closed @nobraincell

[banworthy]

Well, what shall we do today, teacher?

[ Look at that? He's actually willing to give a small bit of respect to Chu Wenshan who has been helping him build up some stamina so that he can run. It's become an unfortunate truth that he is quite out of shape. But he has gotten better -- at the very least, he doesn't feel like he's going to die when he sprints across the bridge of Stronhyrr. He just wishes for death afterward (ha-ha).

So meets in Nevergrey because there is nothing out there - so no one would go there, so no one would see how embarrassing he looks as he attempts to exercise. He, at least, has better attire for such activities instead of believing that he can do them in his vest, slacks, and fine shoes. ]

And, exactly when do you think I'll be able to throw a snowball like you showed?

[nobraincell]

[Chu Wenshan will happily go to Nevergrey! On foot! Just for the hell of it!

More importantly, he sizes up Vincent, arms crossed, before replying:]

We'll need to put in more exercises focusing on upper body strength, but at the rate we've been going, you might be able to support the weight of one of those snowballs in...a year or three?

[banworthy]

A year? Or three?

[ Vincent can't help but make a noise in the back of his throat that sounds irritated. He has to keep this up for that long -- ugh. This is why he never started in exercising! There is no end to it! ]

Let's give up on that, then. [ While he normally doesn't mind long-term goals, he isn't a fan of that one. ] I think just running faster than most people is the best goal I can set for myself right now. [ And he points to the ground, emphasizing the present state of things. ]

[nobraincell]

Is a year a long time? Most martial artists train their whole lives.

[Genuinely! He doesn't see the problem! But he'll nod along anyway, because he understands that most people are weak.]

That's fine. Just running is good too. It'll keep you in shape. [Pause.] Is there a reason you want to run faster than most people?

[banworthy]

It's a long time for an average person. And why do they train their whole lives? Are they not already strong enough?

[ He can't stop himself from letting out irritated sighs after each question. ]

Obviously because I am too weak to do anything to whatever may be chasing us... so I want to at least ensure I survive. That's fine, isn't it?

[nobraincell]

[He'd question the average person part, but it's not like Chu Wenshan knows all that much about average civilians.] If you aren't staying active, and you don't keep up your training, then sooner or later you'll start losing strength..........at least that's what I'm told.

[He's had abnormal strength since he was a toddler so it's hard to relate, y'know?]

Wanting to survive is perfectly reasonable. We can just keep up the running then, if you want.

[banworthy]

So, after all the time that you put into it, it can be lost just as easily?

[ Which you know???? Serves those people right??? ]

Unless you have other ideas? Wait, your other ideas would be learning like fighting? [ He waves his hands and puts his arms into an X-formation. ] No, running will be just fine for me, thank you.

[ Yes, he did just assume and then turn down the idea he assumed. ]

[nobraincell]

That's how human bodies work.

[You gain weight! You lose weight! You gain muscle! You lose muscle!

Also Chu Wenshan had actually opened his mouth to answer Vincent's question, but when the man turns it down himself, he shuts it again.]

...Okay. We can keep running then. [Speaking of which, he's gonna get into position and start running! Come on, keep up!]

[banworthy]

I dislike how reasonable that sounds.

[ Because he can actually follow that logic. ]

Hooray. Running. [ Even though he said it is what he wanted, even though that is why he has Chu Wenshan helping him, he still finds reason to complain. One might say that he would never be able to be happy and only likes complaining. ] Ugh.

[ It's the painful noise he makes as he takes off to run with him. Percentage, investment, he rolls his eyes up before asking as he runs (this will help stamina, won't it? won't it?): ]

So, what ... is new with you...?

[nobraincell]

I always try to be reasonable.

[Says the guy whose strength is far from reasonable. As always, he adjusts his pace so Vincent can keep up with him, not making any comment on the pained noises the man makes in the attempt.]

I learned about sumores recently. Does that count as new?

[banworthy]

I suppose I can't deny that fact --

[ Chu Wenshan is reasonable for who he is, anyway, and he's willing to accept that much about him, anyway. At the very least, he isn't running too pathetically with him. Just a little pathetically next to him. ]

Sumores? I don't know that -- [ He's waving his hand. Is it the pronunciation? ]

[nobraincell]

[He's basically jogging! Which is also good exercise! Chu Wenshan sees nothing wrong with this.]

They're—made with chocolate? And mallows? With two crackers. [Words!!]

[banworthy]

I am killing you with hammers one day.

[ Vincent doesn't quite spit out the words, but he is grumbling them loudly in his direction. ]

I understand what you're talking about -- is what I mean, teacher.

[nobraincell]

[On one hand, he heard that hammer comment. On the other hand—well.]

You can try to kill me if you want. I can't guarantee your safety if you do, but it might be good for your reflexes.

[banworthy]

[ The amount of question marks that sprout over his head. ]

I'm sorry? What is that supposed to mean?