ITP: Wise Actions

[forgetbeam]

Characters: Kiyotaka Ishimaru and YOU
Setting: A few places on various days.
Format: You pick!
Summary: A couple of things have been weighing down on his mind lately, but hey - there's new stuff to explore, so he might as well make himself feel useful and check them out instead of sulking.
Warnings: Probably violence on the classroom floor due to Ishimaru being a dumbass. Classroom shenanigans should probably all be kept to the same thread.

[Classroom]

[The second Ishimaru finds himself greeted with a classroom environment, he brightens up considerably. Sure, it's a bit of a dusty old mess, but he'd always been the type to volunteer to tidy up classrooms after school back home anyway - he was fully prepared for this! Once it's clean, it will be in top condition for the makeshift study group to use and everything!

First things first, he's going to straighten up all these desks. Why are they even all upside down like this?]



[Sauna]

[A sauna... doesn't sound like such a bad idea, actually. As long as there's not some awful twist where it cooks you alive. He doesn't approve of there being a mixed room at all, but adults can do what they want... He'll just have to come back later and put a note on the door discouraging anything dirty.

For now he's going to explore the locker room, taking note of just how many lockers are in here, and trying to find the one with his own name on it. ...Well, there should be two as long as his other self is here, so he might as well find both of them.]



[Ball Pit]

[Ishimaru led a very sheltered childhood.

As such, he has no idea what to make of the massive ball pit on this floor. Part of him wants to step out into it just to see how deep the mess goes, but... He's going to linger on the staircase for a while anyway. He'll have to ask whoever passes by what the heck it's even supposed to be.]



[Elsewhere]

[So maybe Ishimaru's studying in the reference library instead, or in the dorm hallways, or in his own dorm, or eating in the cafeteria. Or on any of the other floors you'd like to run into him on. I am flexible.]

Comments

[forgetbeam]

Are you so sure?! I think I may have beaten you by a fraction of a second! So let me through!

[There is a lot of squirming and grunting.]

[mustlovedogs]

As if, I beat you by half a meter at least!

[And he jerks his head up to motion that it's because of his hair. Yep.]

[forgetbeam]

[HAIR IS CHEATING.]

You're really... taking this too seriously for a simple friendly competition...!

[mustlovedogs]

Look who's talking! What's this 'fraction of a second' bullshit!

[forgetbeam]

Even a friendly competition should be treated fairly!

[He settles down a little, because there are more pressing matters at hand.]

...But that doesn't matter right now. I think I'm really stuck. Can you move?

[mustlovedogs]

Aa? You trying to trick me, bastard? Why don't you move?

[Because he said he's stuck, Mondo...]

[forgetbeam]

I would never do something so low! I'm just asking if you are able to, because I can't!!

[mustlovedogs]

[...Fine, he'll give it a try.

but as much as he pushes, he doesn't budge...]

No good.

[forgetbeam]

[THAT'S NOT GOOD...]

...Alright, I'll try moving forward, and you move back at the same time. Going in opposite directions like that should work!

[mustlovedogs]

[Guess who's still in competition mode]

Why should I go back and let you get in first, huh?!

[forgetbeam]

Seriously!? We'll go the other way, then!! The important thing is that we co-op-er-ate!

[He might have the smallest hope that it doesn't work that way, just so he can get in first if the other way works...]

On the count of three! One, two, three!

[mustlovedogs]

You don't gotta talk like I'm a fucking dumbass!

[but you are mondo

But alright fine, this works for him, at three he tries to lunge forward, put that muscle to good use!!!]

[forgetbeam]

[Sorry Mondo, he loves you a lot but

ANYWAY. Ishimaru wiggles back in the opposite direction, pushing his shoulder against the doorframe to try to pry himself out.]

Hngh-! Come on, we can do this!

[ YEAH RIGHT they are so boned.]

[mustlovedogs]

[Haha no they are really stuck. It ain't happenin']

...No good.

[Someone get some butter, that'll work!!]

What else d'you got?

[forgetbeam]

The other way! We can't give up yet!

[He has the feeling it'll end the same...]

[mustlovedogs]

[Mondo's kind of suspicious this is still a ploy to get in first, but, fine...]

Aa, one, two, three--

[and he pushes back, trying to grab onto the frame to put his arms into it too.]

[forgetbeam]

[AND... PUSHING TO GET FORWARD...

He doesn't budge more than an inch, no matter how much he struggles.]

. . .

[All that exertion is a little tiring.]

So... I'm sure somebody will come by to help us out soon...

[mustlovedogs]

Y-yeah, this's gonna be a popular place, somebody'll show up real soon...

[He's not entirely sure he believes that right now, though. How are they even going to explain why they're naked and stuck in a door, though. Actually that's no problem, it's a manly contest. But whether someone can actually help them...]

[forgetbeam]

We still have a few hours before nightfall! That's plenty of time for someone to come by.

[Like... Surely Kanji will come back, right?!]

In the future... let's keep from turning this into a race.

[mustlovedogs]

[Yeah, Kanji, bro, that guy'll definitely like the bathhouse, right?! It's manly, he's a manly, cool dude!

But, yeah, even Mondo has to admit that might not have been the best thing to do.]

Aa, the sauna's enough competition.

'Least after dinner's the best time for coming here, no way anybody'd pass up the chance.

[forgetbeam]

Ah... it really would be a shame if we were here past dinner! If it does take that long, let's prepare our own feast!

[WITH WHAT CULINARY SKILLS...]

Yes, it's certainly something to look forward to! Ha ha ha!

[mustlovedogs]

...

We don't got any food, dumbass. What're you gonna do, eat me?

[forgetbeam]

I meant when we're free!

[Although... given recent events, he's not really pleased to hear that suggestion. At all. His expression darkens considerably and he just kinda. Looks away.]

[mustlovedogs]

Oh, makes sense.

[...]

What's up with you?

[forgetbeam]

[For a moment he stays silent, debating whether he should bring it up. He should be focusing on being optimistic about getting unstuck! Then again, there's no better time than being naked with your best bro to bare your soul along with your body.

HERE WE GO, Sauna Talk time.]

...It's my-- no, it's that person who claims to be my brother. He's dangerous to everyone here. Even you... I'm not sure how to put a stop to it.