[OPENish] ~LIFE NEEDS MORE BEACHES & BONFIRES~

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WHO: Josuke, Kaneki, Hazel, Annie, Hide, Reiner, Usagi, Jolyne, Giorno and possibly Hisoka
WHERE: Cape Canaveral Beach
WHEN: Saturday Night, February 7th
WHAT: BONFIRE! BOOZE! ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS! ...skinny dipping?
WARNINGS: Teenagers. Shenanigans. Probably mentions of nudity. TBA IF THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE!
NOTES: More or less OPEN? I mean, if one of the above characters would have or did invite yours (talk to the muns!) then please come join us! Opener's in prose, but feel free to use whatever works the best!

They'd come from their homes to the military base in Cape Canaveral, and that was where they'd agreed upon meeting one another. The plan from thereon in was simple. (Maybe too simple to start with—Josuke had originally under planned, after all—but thanks to some helpful 'intervention' things were on course and running smoothly.) A hop, skip, and a jump away was the beach, but in order to be sure they were appropriately distanced from military property, those who were able and willing were to visit the garage and borrow vehicles that could be used to usher their small group a little ways down the coastline. And by the time they had all arrived at the designated location—an end of the beach decorated with bits of driftwood and only a very light dappling of footprints—the sky was already beginning to darken. The bands of color that had once streaked the horizon like the layers of a sedimentary rock were now fading to a beautiful blue-grey monochrome; the rippling waves looked less like glimmering silk and more like impenetrable velvet; and the sun was barely a glowing sliver, minutes away from disappearing entirely behind the skyline. It was cool, but not cold, and as the fire was struck, as it reached brightly skyward, flames dancing and crackling, warmth soon began to fan outward. Around the bonfire were blankets and towels for people to sit on. There were snacks of all kinds: marshmallows, chocolate, graham crackers, chips, and hot dogs—and there were skewers with which to stab several of these foods. There was a volleyball, too, pairs of binoculars, someone's media player and headphones, and a small cooler full of drinks on ice: water, some selections of soda, and of course...the alcohol. In short, everything anyone calling themselves a 'teenager' might need to cut loose on a Saturday night.

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That earns Hisoka a look before, taking a breath and dropping his hands into his lap, Josuke admits, "Can't be the sort if I've never really done it."

Which he hasn't. Beyond all the fights he's found himself in, the closest he's been to sparring is...probably close-contact sports in gym class. Meaning that the question's at least got his interest piqued. After all, he's considered that he needs to keep his skills sharp, especially here where there's a whole lot more to be worried about than enemy Stand users.

He just thought that maybe his partners for that sort of thing would be...family. Not some...

...looks the other man up and down.

What do you even call someone who dresses like Hisoka does? A performer of some kind? Like a video backup dancer or maybe a clown or—or whatever.

"I don't know, you don't really look much like a fighter..."

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He is... More than, Josuke could ever know- for now anyway.

A breath, closing his eyes and clasping his hands infront of his mouth. Doesn't look like... much of a fighter.

-Anyway.

"I am, infact- heh-" Smiles. "It's my hobby of choice."

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Physique doesn't say it all, man. The way Hisoka dresses doesn't at all look like the kinds of fighters Josuke knows.

...unless maybe you count some video game characters in all their flashy garb.

Back to considering the suggestion, though. Because...bottom line? He really wouldn't mind being able to test himself against someone who's not a Stand user, to really see how he holds up in this place. To see what he needs to work on.

"Alright, okay. I'm interested."

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Mmnn, good. Shrugs his shoulders up, hiding a slight chill that passes through him.

"Good, we shall then, I look forward to being properly entertained by you." Smiles, sitting up a little more and pulling in a deep breath.

"Be sure to try hard for me, would you?"

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"Entertained?" Josuke snorts. "More like I'm gonna knock you on your ass and then you'll cry and smear your makeup."

...no, he doesn't really think Hisoka would cry. He just has a habit of running off at the mouth.

A lot.

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A slow.

Smile.

"You think so, do you? Please, Josuke, make me cry then." Tears of joy maybe.

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"I will. Your face will be painted with a real tear pretty soon if you don't watch it."

But the joking stops there. He shoves away from his spot near Hisoka and begins picking up the dropped marshmallows on the ground, tossing them one by one into the fire.

"Like I said...it's not something I'm used to 'cause I haven't done it before, but...I won't pull punches if you're serious about giving it a shot." Mostly because he can heal Hisoka up after the fact.

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A chuckle, breathing in deep.

"I will, you'll need me to play nice, I assure you. And there hasn't been a fight I've taken seriously in a long time." Honesty there, almost- bitterly, but he keeps his smile on.

"I'll look forward to it. Be sure to let me know when you feel ready." Not that he believes Josuke will ever REALLY be for a while now. Hisoka thinks himself quite adept after all.

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...Josuke pauses, last marshmallow in hand.

If what Hisoka says is true, then what's he doing trying to pick a spar with him? Aren't there more than enough people who've come through the Porter who're more experienced than he is, and with powers just as or even more impressive?

Tosses the marshmallow up and catches it.

Stares at it.

"I'll let you know." He means it, even if he's—cautious. And there goes the final marshmallow into the fire, bouncing off one of the logs and slowly beginning to flame up where it lands in the pit. "But...don't tell anyone?"

For two reasons. The first being he doesn't wanna wind up looking like an idiot in front of people he knows, and the second being—if it gets rough, he doesn't want anybody worrying about him. And, okay, maybe there's a third reason. Being able to surprise some of the people he knows later with improvements...yeah, that'd be pretty exciting.

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Oh Josuke, it's- not always about the fight NOW but the fight that could happen LATER. Having an idea of what growth has occurred in a person makes it all the better. That and he already enjoys Josuke's company, makes it all the better.

"Hm?" A glance at that. Don't tell? Not that he can't keep a secret, but he's interested in why.

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The teen shakes his head.

"You ever wanted to surprise someone with being a bit stronger than they were expecting?"

Because that's...kind of what he hopes to get out of this. Not just to impress, but to prove he can really pull his own weight.

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A smile, closing his eyes.

"I do like surprises~ I understand." Holds up a hand, making a zipped lip motion.

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That gets Josuke to grin again.

"Holding you to that."

But, now that he's empty handed, he looks away from the bonfire and Hisoka towards the others hanging out on the beach.

"Alright, I'll let you know when, okay? For now, I gotta go see what my niece and..." What is Giorno to him, anyway? "Well, I gotta go see what a couple people are up to."

He gives a wave of his hand before starting off.

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Aaaand lets him go.

Will sit and-

think about their potential fight now. Try not to notice how the air gets a little thicker. Maybe it's just- the campfire or something.