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Magical Mayhem
đź§™ WHO: Tsuna and you
⚔️️ WHAT: Open log; Network Post + General Happenings for March
đź•’ WHEN: Throughout March
🗺️ WHERE: Around town
⚠️ WARNINGS: GARBO
A - Network; un: tsuna27
[He'd noticed it a few days after the battle, really. His hands were sore. Aching really. It made sense, with all the fighting he did. He wasn't fighting like he normally did, and his mittens didn't provide the same kind of protection as his gloves did. (And he's reluctant to wear the mittens in battle. Leon isn't here to restore anything after all). He's not really sure what to do about though.
It's not like the cramps he gets after a long study session or day at school. They just hurt. Well, turning to the network helped once before.]
This might be a weird question, but is there a doctor or someone who specializes in hands?
B- GARBO Tuesday came early this year
[He had just wanted to help out. That's all he wanted to do.
But like so many of Tsuna's goals, it was not meant to be.
It had started out with a slow rumbling. And then the piles of refuse began to sway and move as a large, oozing, black mass emerges from the depths. Dark as night and smelling of dank, rotting trash, the villain takes shape, his massive, googly eyes rattling in an unsettling way that is impossible to track, even as it hones in on Tsuna. It seems to grow, constantly, until it almost blots out the calamity in the sky. And in a low, guttural voice, it speaks:]
I'm Garboman!
[Tsuna screams and reaches out with a hand, trying to, to use the old adage, kill it with fire. But the only thing that explodes from his hand is a small whiff of flame that barely makes it a foot. Frozen to the ground, Tsuna cannot move in the face of this monstrosity, who snatches him up with a black fist and holds Tsuna over his gaping maw.]
Got a Garbo offer for ya!
[Dangling over a pit of emptiness, it is indeed a Garbo offer.]
C- Flower Power
[It's safer out here, in the fields.
Calming, pleasant, nice even. The sun is shining, the sky is blue with white fluffy clouds. It's nice.
And Tsuna is happily sat in a field of flowers, humming to himself. There's no garbage, no bad dreams. Just him, and some flowers. It's a chance to practice his green magic. To help these little seedlings grow. He's proud of himself, of what he accomplished.
Of course. Magic still isn't cooperating.
Tsuna doesn't notice at first. It isn't really until he reaches for his spade to start digging the next hole for his seeds that he sees it. There are flowers growing up his arm. And steadily spreading to his chest and back and before Tsuna can get things under control, where Tsuna was sitting is now a vaguely human-shaped pile of flowers.
Tsuna looks around, panicked, desperately needing someone to help. Cast a counter spell. Anything. He's not even sure if he can move.]
Uh, excuse me! Could you help me please!
[Says the pile of flowers.]
⚔️️ WHAT: Open log; Network Post + General Happenings for March
đź•’ WHEN: Throughout March
🗺️ WHERE: Around town
⚠️ WARNINGS: GARBO
A - Network; un: tsuna27
[He'd noticed it a few days after the battle, really. His hands were sore. Aching really. It made sense, with all the fighting he did. He wasn't fighting like he normally did, and his mittens didn't provide the same kind of protection as his gloves did. (And he's reluctant to wear the mittens in battle. Leon isn't here to restore anything after all). He's not really sure what to do about though.
It's not like the cramps he gets after a long study session or day at school. They just hurt. Well, turning to the network helped once before.]
This might be a weird question, but is there a doctor or someone who specializes in hands?
B- GARBO Tuesday came early this year
[He had just wanted to help out. That's all he wanted to do.
But like so many of Tsuna's goals, it was not meant to be.
It had started out with a slow rumbling. And then the piles of refuse began to sway and move as a large, oozing, black mass emerges from the depths. Dark as night and smelling of dank, rotting trash, the villain takes shape, his massive, googly eyes rattling in an unsettling way that is impossible to track, even as it hones in on Tsuna. It seems to grow, constantly, until it almost blots out the calamity in the sky. And in a low, guttural voice, it speaks:]
I'm Garboman!
[Tsuna screams and reaches out with a hand, trying to, to use the old adage, kill it with fire. But the only thing that explodes from his hand is a small whiff of flame that barely makes it a foot. Frozen to the ground, Tsuna cannot move in the face of this monstrosity, who snatches him up with a black fist and holds Tsuna over his gaping maw.]
Got a Garbo offer for ya!
[Dangling over a pit of emptiness, it is indeed a Garbo offer.]
C- Flower Power
[It's safer out here, in the fields.
Calming, pleasant, nice even. The sun is shining, the sky is blue with white fluffy clouds. It's nice.
And Tsuna is happily sat in a field of flowers, humming to himself. There's no garbage, no bad dreams. Just him, and some flowers. It's a chance to practice his green magic. To help these little seedlings grow. He's proud of himself, of what he accomplished.
Of course. Magic still isn't cooperating.
Tsuna doesn't notice at first. It isn't really until he reaches for his spade to start digging the next hole for his seeds that he sees it. There are flowers growing up his arm. And steadily spreading to his chest and back and before Tsuna can get things under control, where Tsuna was sitting is now a vaguely human-shaped pile of flowers.
Tsuna looks around, panicked, desperately needing someone to help. Cast a counter spell. Anything. He's not even sure if he can move.]
Uh, excuse me! Could you help me please!
[Says the pile of flowers.]
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A) un: dynamight
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It's not like they're injured though.
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Gokudera
had been stalking his boss as usualwas going to follow him and spend some time relaxing with his friend, but instead just sits down. Wow… it’s not as comfortable as it looks. Kinda lumpy flowerbed out here.And who is talking?!
Thinking there’s something wrong with this strange group of flowers, he gets up, thinking it’s some spirit or something. Nothing that cool ever happens to him, though.]
Who’s there?!
[Gokudera doesn’t know if he should take out his dynamite. It was a familiar sounding voice, but what if it’s some kind of trap?!]
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[Of all the things to happen to him, Tsuna hadn't expected Gokudera to sit on him. At least it's a short lived situation and Tsuna tries to sit up and wave his hands. It probably makes him look like a weird flower monster of some sort.]
Gokudera-kun, wait!
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Boss?! Who did this to you!?
[He’s fishing out a blade to start cutting carefully starting around one of Tsuna’s arms to make this a bit easier. He could use magic, but the last time he tried, he burnt his lap with coffee trying to gently reheat it. He’s not going to take any chances that could risk injuring his boss with testy magic.]
I could have stepped on you! Who would do something like this…
[Fretting, he’s going for the thickest stems first.]
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[And his magic is very hand-focused.]
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[Tsuna winces slightly as the stems are cut. It feels kind of like when you pull a hair out.]
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Nothing really? I mean, I kinda passed out after the battle for a while, but then I've just been doing what I normally do.
2/2
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YES. YOU SHOULD BE DOING SOMETHING
All of the strain you're putting on your hands and you're not doing shit to help them out? Are you for real?
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[Usually he has gauntlets and sun flames and other protections.]
What should I be doing?
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Taking care of them. Obviously.
Make sure that you massage them. Focus on pressure points and don't hold back on using lotions.
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I've never really had to do that before.
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Isn’t magic still acting up, Tenth?! You should be more careful… what if you… become a plant and get eaten by a goat!
[He says this, mildly panicking as he keeps trying to free his boss, peeling stems and vines away and noticing the slight wince. He pauses.]
Does it hurt?
[Oh no oh God oh geez oh fuck he sat on the Tenth and started hurting while lecturing him. Gokudera freezes up and draws his hands back as if he’d been burning his boss with them.]
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[The flowers seem to pale a little as that idea comes into Tsuna's head. He doesn't want to be eaten by a goat! How do they reverse this.]
No, not really. I mean, I notice it but it doesn't hurt. I'm okay.
But I think I need to figure out how to make this stop.
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What else would you suggest?
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My goddman quirk is focused around my hands.
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The sweat of my hands is like nitroglycerin.
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So, you could just create explosions in your hand? Like bombs?
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Shit like that can be rough on the hands.
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Back home I had special gloves to help but I don't have them here.]
[Just a pair of mittens.]
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Is there a special kind of lotion or just like? Hand cream?
[He'll probably need to go to the library, check out books on hands.]