3rd Goal

[whatpenguin]

Characters: Genda and anyone who stumbles across him!
Setting: Floor 32
Format: Action is preferred
Summary: Genda's pissed off after a past conversation, and decides to blow off steam.
Warnings: None yet, though Genda's v. angry, whoops.

[Genda's set himself up a small training area on the far side of the island, deciding to only use one or two of the trees for training, since the tower provides little else for such things.
One tree's decorated with little, hanging foil shapes to keep birds away from the area - don't want them nesting in trees he may shake up! - and its bark looks fairly worn down.
Right now, that's where Genda can be found - he's been working on his punches, since it's the main force behind his goalkeeping tactics. Every once in a while, a punch may have visible, orange shockwaves - it's something he's working on, and these fists are filled with emotions that need to be released somehow.

If you happen across him at the right time, of course, he does pull back from his relentless attack on the poor tree - only to summon a huge drill above his head and burying it within the wood.
That helped a bit, sure. But now he's short one tree, and he promise himself he wouldn't destroy the forest.]

... Damn it.

Comments

[pegeen]

[Kidou happened to stumble across Genda and he decided to watch the other before approaching him. He didn't want to interrupt his training, after all.


Once Genda drilled through the tree, Kidou took that as a good chance to intervene.]


Are you alright, Genda?

[whatpenguin]

...? [He looks over, not having expected Kidou to show up, but looks back down at the mess in front of him, and shakes his head.]

... I'll be alright.

[pegeen]

[He walks over, crossing his arms]

No, talk to me about it.

[whatpenguin]

I don't...
I don't know.

[He reaches up then, holding his chest like it hurts.]

I'm just confused, that's all. Don't worry about it.

[pegeen]

[He gives Genda a look of sympathy then]

You can't really expect me to not worry.

[skullphones]

[Unfortunately, Beat does not get here in time to see the giant drill. He arrives early enough to find nothing more than a certain tree, perfectly normal but for the part that's nearly stripped of bark, and the animu-haired kid punching it. He's making shockwaves. Wow.]

Uh, you all right, kid?

[It's kind of weird for someone his age to be practicing punches, isn't it?]

[whatpenguin]

[He stops after one final punch, shaking the tree with its force, and lets out a heavy sounding sigh.]

I'll be alright.
I'm sorry if I startled you, sir.

[The first thing he does is apologize. Of course.]

[skullphones]

[He waves a hand dismissively.] It's cool, takes a lot more than that to jump me. Just wondering if you were punching that tree for any particular reason, or if it was just training or something.

...And my god, don't call me 'sir', okay? Name's Beat.

[whatpenguin]

It was... both, I guess. Training to blow off a little steam.

And I'll call you that, if you'd like. Beat, then.
You can call me Genda.

[Finally turning to face Beat then, and Genda gives him a smile! Though, it's little and partly forced.]

[skullphones]

Yeah? What's got you down, Genda?

[He returns the smile. But this one seems genuine, if a bit sleazy. Sorry, he finds it really hard to smile any other way.]

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku blinked when he saw the boy punching the tree, he raised an eyebrow when the drill appeared but had put the whole thing down to training until he heard him curse. He frowned and went a little closer, the boy looked about as old Suzaku had been when he joined the army, or there abouts.]

Is everything alright?

[whatpenguin]

... [Oh - it's... someone he hasn't met before. He musters up a smile for Suzaku, shaking his head a bit.]

Yes, I'm alright - don't worry about it. I didn't mean to cause that much damage, that's all.

[swordofzero]

They will grow back. [Probably overnight knowing this place...] Your fists okay?

[whatpenguin]

Of course. It would take more than tree bark to break these fists.

[Which is mostly true!! This is nothing compared to the training he's gone through under his newest coach, back home.]

[swordofzero]

I'm glad. [Suzaku nodded.] Though if you ever want a person to practice with, I would be happy to spar with you. [Punching trees was a lonely experience, Suzaku knew, and though he wasn't one for sharing his problems he knew that sometimes just being around others helped.]

[kickspenguins]

[From Genda's action, Sakuma can tell there's something bothering him. So instead of approaching his friend, he sits off to the side a bit and watches as Genda practices. He doesn't want to be a bother when he's not sure if his presence is wanted or not but at least he's there if Genda needs him.]

[whatpenguin]

[Ah, Sakuma - he's not unwanted company, at least, but he's not sure he wants to burden him with his problems, hmm...
Either way, he tries to muster up a smile for Sakuma, though it's not all there - he knows better than to hide when he's upset from him and Kidou.]

... What're you doing out here, Sakuma?
Come to watch me practice or something?

[kickspenguins]

Something like that.

[He stays where he is though and he doesn't ask what's bothering Genda. If Genda wants to tell him, then he will without Sakuma forcing his way into matters that could be personal.]

You know it still feels a bit weird to see you use that hissatsu.

[whatpenguin]

[It's not that he doesn't want to talk it out with Sakuma - he just feels his friend doesn't need to know a psychopath wants him dead...

That part gets a little chuckle from Genda though, and he scratches his cheek.]

It's weird seeing me use it? Really?

[kickspenguins]

A bit. I guess I still can't get over the fact that we're on different teams, even if it's just for a little while.

[He shrugs a little. He was looking forward to going home and being with the rest of Teikoku again but... well, he's stuck here now.]

the latest late person that ever was late

[cullscuttlefish]

[The minute Feferi was done talking with Gamzee herself, she ran off to find Genda. She'd told Gamzee to drop it, that she cared about him, that he needed to stop. But seeing what he'd said was something else entirely. She checked the meadow first, then the floors inbetween. By the time she made it up to the forest, she was just in time to see that drill come down.

It scares her, a little, seeing that kind of destructive force coming from someone she cares about that much. But she doesn't say anything for a long few minutes.]

Nobody's going to hurt you. Not on my watch. I promise. I talked to him and I put it as plainly as I could: no hurting you. No saying anything else that will hurt you. No threatening you.

I'm so sorry that happened. I should have prevented it.

shh shhhh

[whatpenguin]

[He hadn't expected many people at all to come visit him while he was like this - aside from maybe Gamzee, which honestly terrified him - so hearing Feferi definitely came as a surprise.

But the way he responds to the surprise of her visiting, and everything she says, and just the way that she's caring for him and standing up against that murderous terror - he moves over to wrap his arms around her middle, scooping her up in a wordless hug of thanks.

He didn't want to tell Kidou, but Gamzee was frightening as hell, and the thought that this troll wanted him dead...
Yeah. It's unneeded to say that he's grateful Feferi did that for him.]

[cullscuttlefish]

[She would say more about it, but now isn't the time. It isn't the time or the place. Instead, she returns that hug, wrapping her arms around his back.]

Ssh, now. It's going to be all right. I promise. Okay?

[And she keeps making soft, comforting noises.]

[whatpenguin]

[And he definitely needs it right now - though after a moment, he does lower her back down onto her feet, still holding onto her.]

... I'm sorry, Feferi. All I did was enrage him further - I shouldn't have bothered.

[cullscuttlefish]

You didn't. Not intentionally.

[Feferi sighs.]

Maybe we should sit down for this part.

[And she does, taking a seat against one of the trees. She picks up a fallen twig, turning it anxiously between her fingers.]

Do you remember that month where they took a bunch of us away from the tower? The one where they turned off all the lights and stuff for those who were left here?