[narrations + overflow]

[darkinferno]

[A collection of narration bits that don't belong anywhere else from Dante/Riku's time in Recollé.]

[Or, a personal overflow.]

Comments

[thesettingsun]

Probably! It doesn't look so hard.

[Shuji tries it out, putting his right leg back and behind his left foot, with his foot on the ball. But when he tries to sink down, he ends up putting too much weight on his right foot.

End result: Shuji less sinking and more falling.]

Ow.

[darkinferno]

[Oh, no. At least this was in the sand? It could be worse! But considering there's another part to the move, this... isn't a promising start.]

Try to keep your weight balanced on both feet. Give it another try.

[Hope you weren't expecting any worry from him, Shuji!]

[thesettingsun]

[It would have been nice but he didn't expect it, no.

Shuji pulls himself to his feet.]

Does your bingo square hinge on me doing this successfully?

[Because if so, maybe he should pick somebody else.]

[darkinferno]

I don't think so. It just says to teach someone a dance move, not to do it flawlessly.

[So once they get to Shuji faceplanting they should be fine I mean what no faceplants here]

If you can get that part at least, we can do the other half and call it a day.

[thesettingsun]

There's more...?

[Ugh, fine. Shuji attempts again. This time it's extremely wobbly, but he doesn't straight-up fall in the process.]

[darkinferno]

Only one more thing, and it's easier.

You put your arm like this, so that your elbow's at your side, and then you lean onto that hand and kick your legs up.

[He only knows this because of a girl he'd known that had supposedly worked music festivals all along the coast. Dante presses his right elbow up against his side, leaning down until his face is near the sand, body's weight all resting on his feet and where his elbow is jammed into his side.

He puts his left hand down for stability... and then he kicks his legs up and off the ground, tensing up his muscles to control the movement and not overbalance and fall on his face. For a moment he holds himself up, balanced, and then he shifts his weight back to drop onto his knees in the sand.]

That's it. You don't even have to actually hold it. Just kick up and we'll call it good.

[thesettingsun]

I'm going to fall on my face instantly. I'm warning you this ahead of time.

[Still, he tries it. Elbow on the ground, leaning onto that hand, and then kicking up - which immediately results in him losing any stability that he had and falling over, getting a faceful of sand in the process.

Excuse him while he spits some sand out of his mouth, gross.]

[darkinferno]

[Looks like he definitely chose the wrong person to teach this to. But hey, Shuji tried? Dante actually manages to keep from laughing when he tips into the sand, limiting his response to raised eyebrows and a somewhat sympathetic smile. Sand doesn't taste very good.]

You want some water to rinse? Better than the lemonade.

[Sorry about that, dude...]

[thesettingsun]

[A nod while he wipes off his face with what part of his sleeve is still clean.

He really should have seen this coming.]

[darkinferno]

[Dante's just going to grab a bottle of water from their stuff, bringing it back and offering it to Shuji.]

That one's on me. Thanks for trying, anyways.

[thesettingsun]

[After rinsing out his mouth, and spitting some sand into an empty cup, Shuji offers a weak smile.]

Did it check off your square?

[Even though Shuji was really bad at it.]

[darkinferno]

[Give him a moment to check his card, and...]

Yeah, that did it. I guess it was the intent that mattered, not being successful.

[thesettingsun]

Great, because I'm definitely not trying that until I get it right, bingo or no bingo.

[Eating sand once is more than enough.]

[darkinferno]

I wouldn't expect you to. "Biting it"s just an expression, you know.

[thesettingsun]

Har de har. I should've had you teach me this somewhere besides the beach, but then you'd have to leave your stand.

[darkinferno]

I wouldn't have cared. It's not that important.

The ground's not as forgiving as sand is, though.

[thesettingsun]

You're getting a lot of good money out of it.

[So many people need to punch someone in the face.]

[darkinferno]

True.

[Not that he needs it, but... that's a secret to be kept under his hat.]

Anyways, thanks for helping me out.

wrapup?

[thesettingsun]

No problem. Good luck with your bingo card.

[He'll be heading home soon and wash out his mouth another time for good measure.]

perfection!

[darkinferno]

Yeah, you too. Hopefully this'll all be worth something in the end.

[Even if it has been pretty entertaining, too.]