Event involving age ups at adstringendum. Gods help them.

[bigmaster]

You know how you kinda toggle between being awesome and being a bitch? I have to say you're in an awesome phase right now. I'm a bit surprised that you aren't plotting all kinds of trauma to slip into those ten years, but like hell I'm complaining about it.

By the way, where's the betting pool that you're gonna fall in love with playing me older and try to find some dressing room or other where you can play me from the event constantly?

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[bigmaster]

And just imagine, I hit hard the last time you saw me. I'm not stuck in a kid's body anymore and I haven't exactly been slacking in Adstring.

[namedforcat]

Really now, so you've finally found something to tear you away from those Western movies hmm?

[bigmaster]

*This arm punch is only light by URTV standards.*

We aren't all lucky enough to be stuck in a fully functioning city. You're lucky to have a house with electricity in Adstring, let alone a TV.

Besides, a lot of dangerous crap goes on here. Fighting U-TIC was a cakewalk compared to what I have to deal with here.

[namedforcat]

I see. [Now you've gone and made baby brother slightly worried]

I hope you're not getting into too much trouble.

[bigmaster]

Nah, I'm fine. I've got a lot of friends here and most of 'em are pretty damn tough themselves, so I haven't gotten in over my head yet. I can't really use those guns you got me, though. Ammo's hard to come by, so I've had to try something a bit different.

*He hooks a finger under the handle of the very real gunblade on his back and slides it out of the sheath just enough for Gaignun to see the blade.*

[namedforcat]

I'm glad to hear that, you have had some very good luck with your friend choices. [he looks at the blade with a critical eye.]

Very nice.

[bigmaster]

*He notices Gaignun studying the weapon and draws it the rest of the way. It's got some unnecessary flair to it, of course, since it was made for Jr. It's impossible to tell how long he's had it, since he's kept it as clean and sharp as the day he got it.*

Thanks. It was a gift from Seph, either for my birthday or Christmas. The muns haven't worked out which or what year yet, but it doesn't really matter.

[namedforcat]

[Of course he uses unnecessary flair, it's Jr, and some things never change.]

'Seph'? One of your new friends? And you're right, it doesn't honestly matter, it's the thought behind it that does.

[bigmaster]

Yeah. The Animus made us think we were half-brothers during an event, and we ended up taking to each other. He's a real asshole sometimes, so I guess he fits in with the rest of my family.

[namedforcat]

You too huh? An 'event' similar to that happened where I am, and thankfully I think I've gained someone as well.

So you two are very similar then. [Yes, he's calling you a bit of an ass.]

[bigmaster]

Nah, I'm more fun. He reminds me more of you.

[namedforcat]

Then the man must be exceptionally talented.

[bigmaster]

Yeah, he's kind of awesome. He's especially good at making me wanna punch him in the jaw.

[namedforcat]

Mmm, but that's really easy to do.

[bigmaster]

Harder when you're not a complete scumbag.

*He swings the gunblade up to rest it casually on his shoulder.*

[namedforcat]

Name calling will get you no where. [He knows Jr isn't calling him a 'scumbag', he's just rolling with it.]

[bigmaster]

Not when I'm forgetting one, anyway. I forgot to add dumbass to the list.

[namedforcat]

Now really Jr., I had thought you'd matured beyond this.

[bigmaster]

*Waving his free hand in a shrug.*

Hey, it was begging to be said. Besides, you know I'm just playing. Or are you gonna make me point to the keywords now?

[namedforcat]

Oh I know. It's easy to tell when you don't actually mean the things that tumble out of your mouth.

[bigmaster]

I'd be disappointed if you'd already forgotten, little bro.

*He is now reaching over to ruffle your hair. Because he CAN now.*

[namedforcat]

Hey! [Now that's something he hasn't had to endure for years, Helmer stopped when he couldn't reach anymore.]

[Fixing his hair now, thanks.]

[bigmaster]

*Laughing. So much.*

Hah, got ya!

[namedforcat]

[Now Jr has hair gel all over his hands so they're even.]

Hmph. [Or not. Gaignun never wants to get even, he always wants to one up. Hope you like getting ruffled.]

[bigmaster]

*Ew, wiping his hand off on his (rather tattered) jeans and-gah! Oh, now it's on. He sheathes his gunblade and is now going for a headlock.*

You know, that'd work a lot better if I wasn't used to Albedo letting our hair end up a mess anyway.