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Defeated the Cianwood Gym. Lady made quick work of Chuck's team; it seems mind does win out over matter, after all. We're flying out tonight — should be back to the house by morning.

Have you heard the recent rumor about a magnet train to Saffron City?

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Contact: Marui Bunta
Contact: Niou Masaharu
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Contact: Yukimura Seiichi

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Yanagi-kun?

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[It's a pretty dreary day for the beach; the air is cold, the skies are gray...did we mention it's really cold? Which means it's pretty deserted down there by the waves in Cianwood City.

Deserted, that is, save for one small stretch of beach that Yagyuu appears to have claimed as his own. He's bundled up tight in coat, gloves, and a scarf wound snugly around his neck and mouth, his full attention focused on his Pidgeot, who is waiting nearby. And there's a bit of bright blue scale obscuring one bit of the camera here, so it seems his Dratini is getting up to mischief again, this time playing with his Pokegear while he's not paying attention.

Oblivious to this, Yagyuu climbs onto the Pidgeot's back with unmistakable determination, situates himself, finds a handhold, mumbles a command—and she proceeds to rocket into the air, sending him crashing back down into the sand as he loses his balance and slips from her back.

A minute later she comes flapping back down, returning to her trainer's side as he pushes himself to his feet, shaking his head as if to clear it as he dusts the sand from his coat with mild displeasure. A minute after that, he's on her back again, and they try it again with the same unfortunate result—but this time, there's a Ditto parachute to ease his fall, letting him drift down to land on his feet rather than impacting harshly against the sand.

Again and again, with single-minded determination, he repeats the process: they fly, he falls, he gets back up again. And there's an odd sort of tension in his persistence, in the way he refuses to let up even for a breather, in the way he relentlessly pursues this goal he's set for himself with seemingly little care for his personal limitations. This is Yagyuu on a mission, and if there is one thing he hates more than anything else, it's conceding defeat.

(There's another thing he hates, too, but there isn't much he can do about that one. Particularly not today.)

And then, at last, when his hair is mussed well out of its usual neat style and his coat is dusted in sand and the ends of his scarf have come untucked from where he'd shoved them—at last, one time, he climbs onto the Pidgeot's back, finds his handholds, and they take off.

This time, he doesn't come crashing down again.]

[OOC: Cianwood badge is mod-approved!]

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-- Yeah! I've seen it in a lot of the tofu they sell these days, along with glucolactone.

[...Kujikawa Rise, what are you even.]

And that's something you keep track of.

[ what this is totally normal-- ]

Well, yeah. Even if they say it's made with the natural stuff, most of that's just magnesium chloride! There's a definite difference.

[...And for a minute he's legitimately not sure whether he finds it painfully unsettling that this is the sort of conversation he'd picture himself having with Yanagi, or completely unmindful of his previous sulkiness because wait whoa what the hell.]

And you've made an extensive study of the coagulants commonly used in tofu...why, exactly?

[ she pauses at that, with a little noise-- like an "oh" of realization. ]

It doesn't come up that often, but my grandma runs a tofu shop. I've been helping ever since I was little, and I just got interested in learning about it, especially considering the more traditional taste versus the stuff you'd get in most groceries. It's really not boring at all!

Boring wasn't the word that came to mind, no.

[ a trace of a grin now. ]

Unexpected?

I might've gone so far as 'impressive'.

-- Seriously?

[ no, really, she's surprised. Unexpected, she would have seen coming. She's well aware of the connotation idols can get, especially with the reputation 'Risette' had going for her. It didn't fall under ditzy and air-headed. ]

Expertise is generally worthy of being called impressive. Moreso when it's the unexpected variety.

[Moreso still when it's yet another glimpse of something beneath the surface that he's succeeded in drawing out.]

Good to know I can surprise you!

That's not the only thing you've succeeded at, I imagine.

No, but you're tougher. I didn't think you cared for idols that much, honestly.

I wouldn't call them my area of expertise. That's a subject more suited to Kirihara-kun or Marui-kun.

I had that feeling...

[ with him. With Marui, because he'd just seemed like the type. Akaya's not as surprising... ]

Nor is it my area of expertise, people who go out of their way to try to cheer me up when they think I need it.

Would you call this out of my way?

I'd call it surprisingly persistent.

[He's quiet again, his thoughts perpetually drifting back to Yanagi, to tennis--can you beat me yet?--and the determination with which she'd once chased down every shot he hit, even knowing full well she wasn't fast enough to reach it in time.]

Or perhaps not so surprising.

I'd be surprised if you didn't know that much about me by now!

You've persisted well beyond my expectations, Kujikawa-san.

I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not.

Isn't it?

'Gee, Rise, you sure are stubborn and thickheaded' coming from anyone else would make me wonder juuuust a little.

Really, Kujikawa-san, I'm hurt. I would never call you--or any lady, for that matter--stubborn and thickheaded.

[...Out loud.]

Just surprisingly persistent?

[ isn't that just a nicer way to phrase it? ]

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