#actually i'm really glad someone gave me the chance to write tsukumo a lil ;3;

[declaawed]

"this will help with the pain." [from sugiura to tsukumo. sorry for the anon. i'm not actually an rp blog but i've never seen anyone write tsukumo before and i really wanted to see an interaction between these two. please feel free to ignore if you don't want to though!]

Tsukumo hisses and flinches at the feeling of spray disinfectant seeping into the ragged scrapes that cover his knees and forearms. Even with a warning, that stuff definitely had a kick to it. "Haa... Sugiura-shi, I told you I wasn't the skateboarding type. Heehee, guess I have a stronger gravitational pull toward the concrete."

Despite his early hesitation toward the idea of even humoring skateboarding, Sugiura eventually twisted his arm and morbid curiosity got the best of Tsukumo. He figured he'd give it a shot, since his newly found partner in crime (or solving of crimes) had accidentally purchased two of the same skateboard. And reselling one of them was absolutely out of the question! So, he supposed he asked for this chain of events himself. But with his lack of athletic ability and certain a brain over brawn personality trope; Tsukumo became quite familiar with the Ijincho streets --- and not in the geological sense.

But, the experience made him realize how much of a patient side Sugiura seemed to have; especially with him. Someone who always seemed so haughty and ready for action actually took the time to not only teach a complete amateur something he had no chance of grasping, and even went out of his way to stop by a pharmacy to get the disinfectant that stung his skin and the band-aids that meticulously covered each individual scrape that brandished Tsukumo's skin. Maybe Sugiura was secretly a softie. That made him giggle even more.

|| @ anonymous