Kazuma Kuwabara (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
manfulness) wrote2015-01-28 08:56 pm
manfulness) wrote2015-01-28 08:56 pm
o2; [Accidental Video]
[A rather embarrassing public scene such as this isn't rare for one Kazuma Kuwabara, but it isn't exactly the sort of thing he likes to air so openly. He's currently in an altercation with the sad desk receptionist of the Mahogany Town gym, and it's already become rather heated. For a long moment, there's just a dark red-orange sort of glow, before a move reveals that as being one little Torchic, who's accidentally stepped on it. The little thin chirps curiously and hops over.
And even then, it's hard to see much of what's going on, but they both seem to be arguing at the desk.
Why, you may ask?]
There ain't nothin' wrong with me battlin' with her, ya jerk! Just 'cos I was apparently gone for months don't mean--
[The receptionist sighs, holding a hand up to silence the redhead. Kuwabara leans in, positively fuming.]
Rules are rules, and this is one of them. How can you even expect to win? You've hardly had your Torchic for two months now, he isn't even at any level worth challenging Pryce--
SNAKEBYTE'S THE BEST DAMN TORCHIC THIS SIDE OF JOHTO! DON'T YOU TALK BAD ABOUT MY FAVORITE BIRD! [He slams a hand on the desk between them.]
Brad! Please show him out.
[Another gym helper, a rather buff boarder, steps over the gear. Takes a second to pet the Torchic, earning a chirping praise, before making his way forward. Kuwabara stares.
And the guy escorts him out. Forcefully, without hesitation, and without Kuwabara's feet getting a chance to slip on the icy way out. There's an echo of quiet protests, a cry for 'Snakebyyyteeeee' and some angry declarations that he didn't want Pryce's badge anyway and the gym would have melted, but they fade quickly into the distance.
He'll respond later, when he's outside.
What a gym match, huh!]
And even then, it's hard to see much of what's going on, but they both seem to be arguing at the desk.
Why, you may ask?]
There ain't nothin' wrong with me battlin' with her, ya jerk! Just 'cos I was apparently gone for months don't mean--
[The receptionist sighs, holding a hand up to silence the redhead. Kuwabara leans in, positively fuming.]
Rules are rules, and this is one of them. How can you even expect to win? You've hardly had your Torchic for two months now, he isn't even at any level worth challenging Pryce--
SNAKEBYTE'S THE BEST DAMN TORCHIC THIS SIDE OF JOHTO! DON'T YOU TALK BAD ABOUT MY FAVORITE BIRD! [He slams a hand on the desk between them.]
Brad! Please show him out.
[Another gym helper, a rather buff boarder, steps over the gear. Takes a second to pet the Torchic, earning a chirping praise, before making his way forward. Kuwabara stares.
And the guy escorts him out. Forcefully, without hesitation, and without Kuwabara's feet getting a chance to slip on the icy way out. There's an echo of quiet protests, a cry for 'Snakebyyyteeeee' and some angry declarations that he didn't want Pryce's badge anyway and the gym would have melted, but they fade quickly into the distance.
He'll respond later, when he's outside.
What a gym match, huh!]