1a. Arrival / 1b. Caravan [ Juza lands somewhere right in the middle of the bay, so any way out is far to swim. That’s what he does, though, at least he’s good at it—it’d be a waste if not, just by that muscular stature of his. Still, even once he’s made it to the shore it doesn’t seem like he’s about to show off those abs his shirt clings to, or those broad shoulders underneath the dripping wet jacket, or… no, it doesn’t look like this guy is about to complain about having been dipped and drench, or like he’ll do anything about it, either. He’s gonna catch a cold like this…
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After making his way up to the Rent-a-Ride and settling into one of the carriages—there’s a free seat next to him even as the ride takes off, it’s probably to do with his frowny face, as always—Juza tries to roll with his confusion about this place. He hits up AOL. The tip of hitting up Camelot Support seemed helpful enough that he wants to try it.
He dropped the headphones, getting into the carriage… Whether it’s about him, or Archimedes being in a mood, that’s how Juza ends up walking, instead. There’s not really a way to tell whether his expression is related to that circumstance or also just how he is. The other thing about it is… he’s still soaked??? He hasn’t changed his clothes, or died off, done anything like that. He’ll definitely catch a cold like this. ]
1c. Red Spring [ Juza has probably avoided getting sick. The spring water’s nice and hot, and it’s not cramped at all. Yeah, his face is about the same, even while taking a relaxing bath, and just dare to take a seat next to him…! Ah, actually, he doesn’t mind.
A drink would be nice. He wonders about that. ] Hey— [ If you haven’t spoken up yet, he will. Though, just like his face, Juza’s voice is sullen, a bit intimidating. No need to just dart off, anyway… ]
3a–c. CW: The fighting one [ He's built for fighting— looks built for it, anyway. So, getting dragged into it, Juza finds himself in the arena, squaring up like it's anyone's "Oi, you—!" out on the street. For now he'll clench his teeth, but if there's a punch thrown at him, he'll start fighting back. With whatever he gets.
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Playing along doesn't mean resignation. A few fights in, a little sore, a little bruised, he's still standing. However it started out, there are mixed emotions in the bleachers: some cheer on that lone fighter holding out, others are booing– hasn't he had enough!? It's high time someone gets in here to break this up.
? Wildcard ...and the beach stuff sounds fun, but I couldn't come up with anything for it. I'm game, though.
Juza Hyodo | A3! | cognitive?? secondary and familiar undecided
[ Juza lands somewhere right in the middle of the bay, so any way out is far to swim. That’s what he does, though, at least he’s good at it—it’d be a waste if not, just by that muscular stature of his. Still, even once he’s made it to the shore it doesn’t seem like he’s about to show off those abs his shirt clings to, or those broad shoulders underneath the dripping wet jacket, or… no, it doesn’t look like this guy is about to complain about having been dipped and drench, or like he’ll do anything about it, either. He’s gonna catch a cold like this…
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After making his way up to the Rent-a-Ride and settling into one of the carriages—there’s a free seat next to him even as the ride takes off, it’s probably to do with his frowny face, as always—Juza tries to roll with his confusion about this place. He hits up AOL. The tip of hitting up Camelot Support seemed helpful enough that he wants to try it.
He dropped the headphones, getting into the carriage… Whether it’s about him, or Archimedes being in a mood, that’s how Juza ends up walking, instead. There’s not really a way to tell whether his expression is related to that circumstance or also just how he is. The other thing about it is… he’s still soaked??? He hasn’t changed his clothes, or died off, done anything like that. He’ll definitely catch a cold like this. ]
1c. Red Spring
[ Juza has probably avoided getting sick. The spring water’s nice and hot, and it’s not cramped at all. Yeah, his face is about the same, even while taking a relaxing bath, and just dare to take a seat next to him…! Ah, actually, he doesn’t mind.
A drink would be nice. He wonders about that. ] Hey— [ If you haven’t spoken up yet, he will. Though, just like his face, Juza’s voice is sullen, a bit intimidating. No need to just dart off, anyway… ]
3a–c. CW: The fighting one
[ He's built for fighting— looks built for it, anyway. So, getting dragged into it, Juza finds himself in the arena, squaring up like it's anyone's "Oi, you—!" out on the street. For now he'll clench his teeth, but if there's a punch thrown at him, he'll start fighting back. With whatever he gets.
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Playing along doesn't mean resignation. A few fights in, a little sore, a little bruised, he's still standing. However it started out, there are mixed emotions in the bleachers: some cheer on that lone fighter holding out, others are booing– hasn't he had enough!? It's high time someone gets in here to break this up.
? Wildcard ...and
the beach stuff sounds fun, but I couldn't come up with anything for it. I'm game, though.