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He was talented no less, but the fact of the matter was, he was being bested. Perhaps for the resources he had, he was well off, nonetheless--

They hadn’t had those things back in Fiore, at least not while he was around; it wasn’t something he could say he’d ever even seen. A shame, really, but that would be -- no big deal, right?

“Hm, I guess so, huh?” Capturing Unown around the area as he spoke; luckily with little loops, they weren’t too big a deal, whatever, huh.

“My skill’s plenty~ They didn’t have things like yours where I come from.” He could definitely tell, then, the other wasn’t from Fiore, was not a Ringtown ranger like he, technology or not. The uniform was slightly different, though he could not place a finger on how, it simply was. Maybe darker, maybe shorter pants? Hm. Unless the uniform had changed since the last time he was there.

He’d captured quite a few already, alright, this would be fine, a piece of cake--! Maybe so, maybe not; but he’d try anyway.

“I bet’cha even without your fancy technology and stuff I can capture equal to yours.” Empty words, really, but he had his pride. Leaning back lazily into his work, eyeballing then grinning at the other “But y’know, even on the off-chance I lose, I wouldn’t mind.”

To someone like this guy? Okay, maybe just a little bit.

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HE watched with steeled eyes as the other momentarily raged at his Disc, well his was [P R E H I S T O R I C,] in the way it looked, the way his Styler [B E H A V E D.]

HOW…childish, Hajime mentally noted, a click of his tongue, a roll of his eyes. His styler was obviously newer, in a fair better condition, as the paint was not [C H I P P I N G,] the Disc’s rotation slower than it mostly had in better days. It was worn down, he could tell, however, he doubted the other ranger would take his words at face value.

“IT’S special kind of Styler,” he responded, “whether mine has the ability to charge and yours [D O E S N’ T] shouldn’t matter to you, weren’t you going to beat me? You challenged me after all.” Why should that fact deter him, it was [B O T H E R S O M E] in fact, that he was calling out ‘fairness’. A Styler like that was [E A R N E D] and waited for. “I didn’t realize your own skill wasn’t enough.”

HIS final comment on the matter, at least for that moment, as his Capture Disc charged up to its final level, a much stronger luminescent glow emitting off in waves, and Hajime’s fingers twitched. He lifted his arm, narrowing his left eye to a close as he searched for the perfect time for his Disc to fly.

THERE!

THERE it went–avoiding Kazuki’s energy line, he could keep that Disc out–zipping off, leaving only that thick rainbow line in it’s wake before lifting up airborne, easily zooming and capturing Unown–they did have a small amount of loops needed to capture. 

Besides. 

THE quicker they–or he, depending how things went–cleared the area, the faster the mission would end.

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What the hell was he doing, the capture disc seemed so frozen there --  charging? What on earth--

“That ain’t fair! What the hell?!”

His styler didn’t have that function, but he’d keep twirling his styler around to race the other.

... He felt old though, at the sight of the nice styler with far more functions than... His.

Focus, focus -- To beat this he had to completely focus. Even then, with this cheating ass styler... It might be impossible.

Still... That was really cool. Actually, the guy was not only cool, but super attractive. Not fair, not fair! Not at all fair! He was attractive and cool, and apparently kicking his ass.

Wow, no, Kazuki had to kick his ass back. In some sense at least.

He couldn’t be beaten. He was the best... Wasn’t he?

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FOOTSTEPS echoing back from water-dripping walls, determination slowly burning in his chest, a sort of whistling [BUZZ] in his ears. [NOW] that was a sight to behold, his gaze slowly flicked back and forth taking in all the obsidian Psychic-typed Pokemon. If it were not for the fact that he was sent to clear that area out he would have left them all alone to carry about their business–whatever their business was.

HAJIME still had a job to do, no matter what, so he took his stance, a hand on his Batonnage Styler, and narrowed his eyes. He was not going to fire, not yet, not until he met the eyes of the [OTHER] Ranger that was sent on [HIS] mission.

THEY sent a rookie? No, no not a rookie, rather a Ranger with an [ANCIENT STYLER] considering the look of that thing! Although, the other was cocky, and…had a [CHALLENGING] look in their eyes. He was not serious was he?

“CAPTURE ON!”

OH, the other was [INCREDIBLY] serious, and Hajime supposed the [other expected HIM] to respond to the challenge. Still, during a mission, and–A sigh passed his lips as he slid the ejector mission back in what seemed like slow-time, [at least to HAJIME.] “Capture On,” before shooting the disc at an extraordinarily quick pace only for it to–[STOP] dead midair, still spinning and dimly glowing, in order for it to [POWER CHARGE,] “Batonnage.” 

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DID I STUTTER? 

          fight me.

SO WHAT IF YOU’RE LOOKING DOWN AT ME?

          i’ll just   m a k e  you look up.

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real question tho. can you actually be serious with someone ?

Kazuki tapped his chin in thought. It was true that he wasn’t serious most of the time – bordering on never, but…

“I mean, yeah, if I tried. And if it meant something to me, like really meant something, I totally would.”

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[ 🌌 ]–“--CUSSED someone out in a different language,” he questioned, reaching into the pocket for his messenger. At least it made for variety, he noted, looking up a quick recipe on his GHS. ‘PEANUT BUTTERY SHOT.’ Hajime had been concerned when he heard Kazuki was going out to the store to buy groceries, even more so when he learned as to [WHY] he bought so much.

He paused for a moment, close-mouthed…

The other male was surprisingly good at these questions toward him, and he stared blankly for a moment before his mouth curled into a grin again.

“No, I have not. Never have I ever cussed someone out in another language.” A short laugh, Kazuki felt lucky that he wasn’t a lightweight in this circumstance. He downed the shot. It had a rather nice taste, but still stung on the back of his throat. But, ah, that was the nature of vodka, was it not?

Tenting fingers, he began making the shot for his question toward Hajime. One half whipped cream… “So, then… Anyways…”

The gentlest of smirks on his face now, eyes flickering to look into the other male’s eyes. “So, then… my turn, correct?”

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[ 🌌 ]–HAJIME was certainly not the type to ask personal questions, at least right away, so as pale fingers rapped against polished wood, a tilt to his head, he questioned,--(voice barely above a murmur as that was how he spoke most days)--”Have you ever [LIED] to get a birthday cake at a restaurant. . . When it was not your birthday, Tsukino-san?”

That was certainly something he hadn’t done, and he leaned over the counter. Hmm. Good thing, too, that would probably make him look terrible in the eyes of the other.

“… Never have I ever lied to get a birthday cake at a restaurant when it was not my birthday.” He spoke, quirking an eyebrow. He hadn’t. Should he make his own shot, he wondered, until he was given a Honeydew shot by Hajime. Not bad.

“No, I have not.”

Downing the shot, he smiled Hajime cheerily. While it was not his first time tasting these – He used to make them for his father, way back when, as he’d gotten home from work… and well, perhaps tasted them once or twice – it was his first time downing it in entirety. And it burnt going down the back of his throat, but that was not something he could not handle.

He simply would let himself grin, and a small “heh,” escaped his mouth.

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That sure was a lot of Unown. Kazuki could, in fact, say that this outcome had been... Unown to him (haha, just kidding. He’d known perfectly well that this was the job that he was to be doing today.). Still, if two rangers were sent to do the same job... It could only mean one thing, right?

Yes, and that was that Kazuki would be turning this whole thing into a damn competition. Hmm... The other, the brunette seemed to be far more slender than he; and in fact, he was pretty attractive. Still, looks meant absolutely nothing when it came to capture competitions... which was, essentially, what this was.

What a weird styler he had though, it looked nothing like the one Kazuki was familiar with!

A semi-smug smile crossed over his face, readying his styler to take aim and then. “Capture On!”

Mm, he’d capture as many of these as he could, a glint in his eyes as he looked over at the other, doing this work.

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“Damn.”

    “Yes, watching the Bee movie is also off limits.”