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[foxsets]

[ an ace trainer stands on the boardwalk between violet city and sprout tower— feels like the perfect place to start a run for the morning! as the faux blond adjusts his screen, he tilts it down to reveal two fox pokémon— a nickit and an alolan vulpix. the latter is lazily stretching its front paws to knead at the ground while the former is just preening its pristine tails. ]

Guys— Look lively. [ it’s more an authoritative request than a friendly jest; the nickit jumps to show “i’m alive!” while the vulpix . . . turns its snout in the air and gives its back to him. ]

Ah— [ okay time to quickly bring attention back to him! as if that didn’t just happen! with a hand up and a smile!: ] Hey! Name’s Atsumu, I’m a new Ace Trainer, and lookin’ for more foxes. If ya’ got extra eggs just gathering dust, lemme take ‘em off your hands! Got the cash to pay up. I’m kinda buildin’ a team theme here and I ain’t gonna mind doubles. We’re even takin’ some practice matches if you’re in the Violet City area, cool? Might even head to Goldenrod for some shopping.

We’re gonna be a top notch team out there.

[ and just as he tries to shut it off, he grumbles, but hushing: what’s yer damn problem, snow white? ]

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They're so stupid omg

[grandtrashking]

If you insist, Tsumu-brat. I can't stop stupid from being stupid.

[HOW OLD ARE YOU, SIR?]

Y'know maybe I could call you the lesser Miya twin if you're gonna go that route.

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[foxsets]

Oh, so now you wanna hit a low bar, huh? Lesser where? Where's your Best-High-School-Setter in Japan award? Huh?

[grandtrashking]

[Oh that's it, that was a sore spot he'd thought he was getting over because of not being pressured (or so he thinks) back home to be the best. But whoops, that vicious insecurity has slapped him again and he wants blood.

Specifically, Atsumu's.]

That's it kid, where in Violet are you because we're gonna meet face to face again. I dare you to say that to my face, in person.

[foxsets]

[ “kid”. they’re technically the same age at this point, but nothing gets atsumu to smile wider than the taste of victory. looks like he hit the nerve, now. and he’s looking smug as hell about it. ]

Come and get some. [ he turns the camera around— he’s by the bridge leading into sprout tower. he likes to train around here when he’s off his working hours. ] Just don’t take too long, will ya’? I’ve got stuff to do.

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[grandtrashking]

I know where that is, I'll be there before you know it.

[and with that, he clicks off the feed and heads out.

Well, it takes him about another half an hour due to finishing grabbing what he even went to Goldenrod to get, as well as shift around a couple of his team to put two back onto there. But the moment he warps to Violet, having to go through Azalea first, he immediately lets his Corviknight out to be an ass and find Atsumu from above.

And land, almost immediately next to the blond on a huge bird while leaning forward with his classic nasty grin and not even dismounting yet. Showoff, having a bird with Fly before having the HM for it yet.]

Well, I'm here brat. Why don't you say that shit to my face again? Iwa-chan isn't anywhere nearby to stop me from doing anything.

[foxsets]

[ atsumu has just finished making his pokemon their meal for the time— that, and those expensive as hell vitamins to get the stats up. freezer may not like his attitude during a battle, or just how demanding he is . . . but something the team has to admit is that he works extra hard to provide. no playing around for him! ah, until the wind is picking up—

you know, that really is damn cool, but oikawa isn’t getting that privilege. atsumu is starting to feel thankful for iwa-chan not being around. these were fun. especially when he was in the mental lead of things! ]

Ohhh . . . [ just casual, patting his nitwick over the head a few times to encourage earing. freezer picks, but eats slowly and gracefully. ] So you came all the way here ‘cause you forgot?

[grandtrashking]

[There's a snort as he slides off the large bird with a glare to Atsumu, but brief smile and soft words to the Corviknight and getting a bird purr and loving nudge before turning back with the same glare and marching up to be in Atsumu's face with a finger pressed in the other boy's chest.]

Like I'm stupid enough to forget what's said, I just want to see if you have the balls to say it again to my face. Unless you're a coward and want to run away again like last time with your tail between your legs. Punch me and run? Pathetic.

[foxsets]

[ atsumu flits his tongue and makes it click against his teeth, giving a small little smirk at first before his, ah . . . tongue-ing makes that cease. ]

Y'know, on top of bein' a sore loser . . . Delusional ain't a good look.

[ he doesn't remember— running, with his tail between his legs, for one! he remembers going after more important grub— that snooty little alolan vulpix now eying the exchange with a cold glance more than eating. the nickit seems to be doing both at once. ]

[grandtrashking]

[Okay, screw the maturity he actually has and has gained in the months of being here and suddenly a caretaker of bizarre magical animals. Atsumu is getting on his very last nerve and that's never good, but to hell with Iwaizumi being around to chew his ass out later for getting into a fistfight.

And he gives no warning before that right hand is balled and thrown right into Atsumu's smug jaw.]

Dunno where the hell you got being a sore loser from you spoiled, entitled, little brat.

[foxsets]

[ ow—

atsumu stumbles back, the sting connecting into his jaw jaw and numbing his cheek. like, damn. he’s been in way too many fist fights with his brother, he’s heard those words being use against him too many times— and yet, his smug, cheeky little smile is still there, even with his hand to his face and gathering himself.

meanwhile, his nickit stares with wide eyes over his food, and his vulpix . . . watches, but slowly lifts her trainer’s pokegear to record this. ]

That’s what I mean, [ if they’re going to fist fight, might as well fist fight back in a jiffy. atsumu loosens his arms and prepares for the barrage— ] comin’ all the way here just ‘cause you won no best setter prize your whole life and I did? You’re bruised from head ta’ toe.

[ he’s ready for the next punch, this time. ]