ROWDIE BABIE - teen faun probs
Name: Gon Freecss | un: kingkon55
Date: 9/10
Format: voice (Gon finally figured it out! or probably, Killua showed him)
[good evening. here is a whiny Yell:]
Uuuuugggghhh, I can't take it anymooore!!!
I feel so crazy!! I was bedridden for a about a week because of my Faun changes, and was weakening before that too... and I'm finally done changing I think, and now I just—! Everything makes me feel—[um]—on edge! [yeah. not untrue!] And I realized, since coming here... and even back home, a little bit... It's been a long time since I've done something to burn off that kind of energy...
So!! Someone fight me!! I prefer martial or melee or whatever you call it, but I'll do anything! I need to do it soon before I just attack someone I regret attacking! And I need to get used to my new cow legs... so maybe another Faun male!! [FOR MYSTERIOUS REASONS, THAT SOUNDS THE MOST APPEALING. of course, Fauns optional; Gon is desperate. and reckless. sorry, Killua.]
And yes, I have a Bond, but he's already been helping me so much! Even though he could fight me best, he needs a break.
—Oh. This is Gon!!! Anyway! Fight me! Please! Thanks!
Date: 9/10
Format: voice (Gon finally figured it out! or probably, Killua showed him)
[good evening. here is a whiny Yell:]
Uuuuugggghhh, I can't take it anymooore!!!
I feel so crazy!! I was bedridden for a about a week because of my Faun changes, and was weakening before that too... and I'm finally done changing I think, and now I just—! Everything makes me feel—[um]—on edge! [yeah. not untrue!] And I realized, since coming here... and even back home, a little bit... It's been a long time since I've done something to burn off that kind of energy...
So!! Someone fight me!! I prefer martial or melee or whatever you call it, but I'll do anything! I need to do it soon before I just attack someone I regret attacking! And I need to get used to my new cow legs... so maybe another Faun male!! [FOR MYSTERIOUS REASONS, THAT SOUNDS THE MOST APPEALING. of course, Fauns optional; Gon is desperate. and reckless. sorry, Killua.]
And yes, I have a Bond, but he's already been helping me so much! Even though he could fight me best, he needs a break.
—Oh. This is Gon!!! Anyway! Fight me! Please! Thanks!

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I heal fast, don't worry! And I won't let myself get too seriously hurt; it's part of my vows to my Bonded! And also just something I'm serious about working on in general as a person, [Gon adds hastily.]
But I can't change who I am 100%.
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[ The fact that he had had to include that in his vows tells Reynir something, and he files that information away for later. Had Gon gotten seriously injured enough that it's a habit he's working on, habitually? ]
Of course not. You're awesome just the way you are.
[ Said with absolute confidence, even though he knows, of course, Gon doubtless has flaws that he doesn't know about yet. Their friendship is still fairly new, after all. But Reynir doesn't approve of the idea of Gon thinking there is something wrong about him that needs fixed. ]
You did a lot of fighting back in your world, right?
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Oh, yeah! A ton! I loved it. I grew up doing all kinds of physically difficult things, and wrestling animals and stuff... but fighting I only really experienced when I left home! Killua's the same, but I wonder if he enjoys it as much as I do.
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[ Wrestling animals? Gon says that like it's just this totally normal thing. Combined with a couple other little stray comments he's heard from Gon from time to time, Reynir's really starting to wonder about his upbringing. ]
What do you enjoy about it? I - can't imagine liking fighting, really. But I haven't ever really done it the way you're talking about I think.
[ Reynir is under the
almost certainly incorrectassumption that maybe talking about fighting and why he enjoys it will make Gon a little less keyed up.After a pause, hesitant, he adds: ]
I mean. I'm another guy who is a faun. I can't - say I'd be any good at it, at all, but if nobody else volunteers, I mean... I guess I could try?
[ That last bit comes out a little too much like a question rather than a statement. ]
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[hopefully. Killua was more content with a peaceful existence than Gon was, to be sure; and the best Gon could offer him back was some level of pretending... it's one of many points of anxiety regarding their friendship, really; Gon is just violent and unreasonable, and Killua longs for simpler things.
even if a big part of Gon longs for those things as well, in stride. just with Killua.]
—Ah, what I enjoy... I don't know! It's such a rush!! It's so fun! It's very, um... You know! It's like, mentally engaging! And the painful impact of someone else's fist against your face or body... it's infuriating, but motivating, and almost feels kinda good, in a way. You know, like when you train your body a lot, you feel sore—but good sore? It's like that! But more interactive...
[oops. jesus. did he gush too much? Gon, PLS BE NORMAL. he leans back a bit, crossing his ankles in antsy anticipation, his whole buddy thrumming with delight at the mere prospect of mutually getting his ass beat. he knows that isn't normal, and he isn't too worried about it—aside from...]
Ah! No! Reynir, you're far too peaceful! I mean, to me, that sounds super fun! But there'd be no reward if you weren't into it too.
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Reynir does know what it's like to be the one that worries when someone close to you takes risks, though. ]
Yeah, I do get what you mean.
[ Reynir listens patiently as Gon explains, passionately, what he likes about fighting. Reynir can hear the earnestness in it, can tell that Gon means every word. He does his best to imagine what it would be like, approaching a fight like that, thinking and feeling those things. But his ability to imagine only goes so far. And so when Gon pauses he answers, speaking every bit as quick and fervently: ]
I gotta be honest with you though, all that? I don't get that! I can kiiinda imagine fighting being mentally engaging and not just scary, if you know the fight is for fun and nobody is really gonna get hurt. But how is there anything good about being punched? Like, I know what you mean about that good sore feeling you get after a long day of working really hard with your body, but getting punched isn't anything like that! It's not infuriating or motivating, just... awful, and sad.
[ A brief hesitation; he'd lost most of his momentum and enthusiasm there at the end, words becoming more hesitant and quieter. ]
I mean. In... my experience, anyway.
[ But then, he'd never really gotten punched in the sort of context Gon is talking about, where he was giving as good as he got, sparring with someone, or even in a genuine fight. It had only been in moments of tense emotional confrontation, when everything was so awful that someone reached a breaking point and lashed out. ]
I... could try to be into it?
[ There's a lot less certainty in his voice as he offers it now, and he sighs, quickly adding: ]
You're right. But I hate not being able to help.
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and when Gon replies, indeed, his tone sounds a bit less excited—a bit more evened out, and calm.]
—It's okay. If you aren't into that kind of stuff, you aren't into that kind of stuff. You can't fake passions. Sounds more like you'd be better off doing some kinda battle or tactile simulation thing, like chess.
I appreciate you trying to see it from my point of view, though. And I get wanting to help people. But helping me in this way would only be like... well, I guess, self destructive to you, and I wouldn't feel very good about that...