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[sassymaru]

[EARLY MORNING. HISUI CAMP.]

[Everyone just going about their business, getting themselves together for the day, starting breakfasts, sleeping in... just a peaceful morning in Hisui. Or as peaceful as things get when you're forcibly dragged back in time.]

...

[At least until someone shouts in utter despair. Seriously, you'd think something horrible happened. Something utterly horrendous and reprehensible.]

MY BRUSH...!

[The culprit? Shadowmaru. Standing outside his tent, and holding the remains of a hairbrush - it's chewed to ribbons, covered in slobber, and slightly scorched. At his feet sits a Hisuian Growlithe, looking pleased with itself.]

I am... ruined...

[Oh. The drama.]

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[goldeneyeball]

_{[A beaky nose pokes out of a nearby tent followed by a grumpy face with a serious case of bed head. He doesn't even open his eyes, he just frowns in the direction of the voice.]}

Shut the fuck up, it's not even ten am!

[sassymaru]

I will not.

[Sorry, JW. Someone is going to continue having a minor hissy fit. His Growlithe, though, would like to come say hello.]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW is tired of sleeping on the ground, he misses his Pokemon, and he misses the air conditioning of Jack's mansion so naturally, he comes out swinging. JW crawls out of his tent, gently pushes the little Growlithe aside, and starts slapping Shadowmaru relentlessly with his pillow.]}

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!

[sassymaru]

[Well that's not what he was expecting. More back and forth verbal nonsense, probably. But not a pillow fight. Shadowmaru yelps, and swats ineffectively at the attacking pillow.]

Stop that!

[Growlithe though, bounces around, trying to snap at bits of flying pillow debris. Having a grand old time.]

[goldeneyeball]

Nobody gives a shit about your stupid brush! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!

_{[Whap! Whap! Whap!]}

[sassymaru]

You will not!

[He retreats. Back toward his own tent. To... grab his own pillow. Two can play at this game.]

[Have at you, JW!]

[goldeneyeball]

_{[At first, James thinks he's won! The enemy is retreating and so far hasn't kept yelling about his stupid hair brush. However, when Shadowmaru returns with his own pillow, JW lets out an angry, strangled little sound before being buffeted.]}

Agh!

_{[He swings for the man's head. He's playing for keeps.]}

[sassymaru]

Haha! Take that!

[WHAP WHAP WHAP.]

[He makes a game attempt of ducking, and aims his pillow at JW's legs.]