Trash Squad Day 4: Dantes Date

[truthstranger]

[ It turns out there's no warehouse (or gacha machine) to find tracksuits here, so Shuichi shows up in the best workout clothes his wardrobe had to offer, which is a sleeveless undershirt and loose slacks. It's fine, he's managed this before. ]

Ah, should we stretch a bit, then...?

Comments

[truthstranger]

I... would imagine so, yes.

So you're in literally peak condition...? I suppose I shouldn't try to beat you at anything, then...

[not that he was planning on it anyway]

[plsbully]

Were you going to try to beat me in exercising?

[ he seems more amused than bothered by the thought ]

[truthstranger]

I wasn't planning on it, no.

[plsbully]

I wouldn't mind seeing you make the attempt.

[truthstranger]

Well... if you want to, we could always see who can do a hundred pushups the fastest, or something.

[plsbully]

Do you enjoy some competition?

[truthstranger]

Sometimes...?

[plsbully]

It can be motivational, in these sorts of contexts, no? When some may not find the drive otherwise.

[truthstranger]

That's true. If there isn't an actual goal, it can work to set other goals, like winning an arbitrary game...

[plsbully]

In other words, first to one hundred does not sound like a poor idea at all.

[truthstranger]

Haha...

[it's a weak laugh]

Then we can try that!

[plsbully]

[ he drops to the floor, then, getting in Push Up Position ]

Whenever you are ready.

[truthstranger]

[ follows suit with a vague sense of foreboding ]

Ready. And... go!

[plsbully]

[ rest in pieces Shuichi

he's starting at a steady rate, evidently not having any trouble ]

[truthstranger]

[ Shuichi is not actually bad at pushups at this point, and he matches his pace for a while, but around twenty or thirty he starts slowing down a little. ]

[plsbully]

[ Dantes is not inhumanly good at pushups but he is definitely spent-years-in-prison-with-not-a-whole-lot-to-do-other-than-exercise good at pushups; he's still keeping an even pace even after thirty, breath steady, not showing a sign of faltering ]

[truthstranger]

Ehhh...

[ Shuichi tries his best, but he starts to fall behind steadily, and soon he's struggling to even finish the pushups. It's hard without a break... ]

[plsbully]

[ he laughs but not unkindly, just a bit out of breath as he keeps his own pace up, gaze turning to watch Saihara ]

You do not have to force yourself ... for my sake, if you cannot continue.

[truthstranger]

I can... at least... do them all...

[ he's more than a bit out of breath, but he's at least still managing ]

[plsbully]

Your tenacity -- is admirable.

[truthstranger]

[answers that with an uncertain grunt before he saves his breath for pushups]

[plsbully]

[ he's falling into doing the same -- even for him, he's not supernaturally strong any more so one hundred push ups is still a task but his pace doesn't slow as he's well on his way to one hundred. but his breath does pick up and there is sweat on his brow as he goes on ]

[truthstranger]

[ Still, Shuichi is falling further behind, and around 60 his arms start trembling and threatening to give out, and he gives in and pauses, rolling back onto his knees ]

I'm not—done yet. We didn't say we couldn't take a break. I'll finish the set in a minute.

[plsbully]

As ... I said, boy ... You do not have to force yourself.

[truthstranger]

It's fine. I do this many normally, just not... all at once.