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wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:08 am (UTC)(link)superhero school!au. scifi multiplier.
this is the first installation of a TEAM A VS TEAM B superhero series. this is just the introduction and i plan on writing each fight as a separate drabble ehe. enjoy, it's a little cracky!
p.s. luhan is an anime
1058 wc.
Re: wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:08 am (UTC)(link)Re: wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:09 am (UTC)(link)Chanyeol yawns, trying desperately to keep his eyes open, still mildly hungover from the drinking games he'd been playing the night before in the dorms. Baekhyun's got a pair of sunglasses on, Jongdae sporting a snapback to block out the light, and yet somehow, Kyungsoo seems entirely unbothered. Chanyeol rues him silently between his teeth, shaking his fist mentally. But not physically, because Joonmyun is staring at him and he's -- oh god he asked a question didn't he.
"Sorry, say that again??" Chanyeol questions sheepishly, offering a blinding grin and bringing a hand to the back of his head, scratching at the short hair. Joonmyun sighs, though his smile stays bitterly polite.
"I asked you to come draw the names, Park. For sparring partners." He taps his pen idly on his clipboard.
"Oh. Oh! That I can do!" Chanyeol scurries off towards the ugly green bucket hat sitting on a stool beside the instructor, wrinkling his nose a bit. "Hyung, don't you have something cooler? We're superheroes.."
"You aren't superheroes yet," Joonmyun hums pleasantly, though there's irritation lacing his words. "And that's my hat." Chanyeol nods solemnly, as if sympathetic towards Joonmyun's misfortune. Rolling his eyes, Joonmyun looks back to the others.
"You will be sanctioned off into pairs. While this is merely practice, please keep in mind that you are being scored. This counts as a Field Grade. Don't kill each other, please? Baekhyun, are you listening??"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Baekhyun wrinkles his nose, mildly offended, but mostly trying to play off the fact that he was definitely starting to doze behind his sunglasses. He's pro at sleeping standing up.
"Nothing, I just --" Joonmyun sighs again. "Anyways. This is practice. So no permanent injuries. Winner will be declared until there is a forefit, or the first to a knockout."
"Knockout? Hyung, you said no killing!" Jongin pipes up, having been boredly listening, though his expression has changed to a frown.
"Knockouts aren't killing. And Yixing here can fix you right up," Joonmyun beams.
"...That's not right, hyung," Jongdae mumbles, though he crosses his arms as if not to bring attention to himself. After getting in trouble with talking during class with Chanyeol last week and having 40 hours of cleanup duty, he's been a bit more careful with the witty oneliners.
Yixing waves with a nice smile. "I can do that."
"See? He can do that." Joonmyun smiles.
"This is dumb," Zitao huffs quietly, cleaning the dirt from beneath his fingernails boredly. Beside him, Sehun shrugs a little, more interested in his phone. It rings in his hands, the loud crooning of Destiny's Child filling the air.
"Hello?" he answers it without preamble, and Joonmyun stares at him brokenly. Sehun turns away to continue his conversation. Joonmyun takes a deep breath, attempting to calm himself, eyes closed for a moment.
"Do, please escort Mister Oh to the office."
Kyungsoo obediently moves to take Sehun by the elbow, tugging him off the field and towards the doors. Sehun, continuing his conversation, covers the mouthpiece only briefly, turning over his shoulder. "Tao, they said the only Giuseppe Zanotti bag they have left is in blue."
Exasperated, Zitao turns around shaking his head. "No way, blue clashes with my hair. Tell them to order the black one again!"
"Excuse me!" Joonmyun booms over the conversation, stamping his foot. "Are you two done?!"
Zitao blinks, turning back to Joonmyun before turning on the charm, giving him a cute smile. "Sorry, hyung. Business."
Joonmyun is pretty sure he's going to go insane. Opening his mouth to speak again, he's interrupted again by a loud slam of the doors opening of their own accord, busting Sehun in the nose. A moment later, Luhan bursts through, a piece of toast in his mouth and bed hair sticking out in every direction. His clothes are messy, and he's still trying to shove his arm through the tangled sweatshirt, completely bypassing Kyungsoo and Sehun cluelessly and rushing to stand next to Yixing.
"Sorry!" he mumbles around a mouthful of toast, finally getting his arm into his sweatshirt and straightening it out. Yixing pulls a piece of Luhan's toast off and pops it in his mouth. "I'm sorry I'm late. Sorry."
Next to him, Minseok picks a piece of hair off Luhan's shoulder, sighing. That's definitely his sweatshirt, and now it's definitely all stretched out.
Joonmyun laughs weakly. "That's it. I'm gonna quit. I'm gonna put in for sick days."
"Hyung, don't do that! Who will teach us to be super?!" Chanyeol protests, still wriggling impatiently near the bucket hat. "We need you, hyung!"
"Thanks Park," Joonmyun offers a smile.
"No problem hyung! We don't need your bucket hats, though, so maybe those can go on sick days." Chanyeol beams back.
Joonmyun's smile cracks a little, eyebrow twitching, but he lets the remark slide, clearing his throat. "Okay! The first pair. Park, please draw."
"Okay! First name is.....Kim!"
All three Kims look up expectantly. Joonmyun stares at Chanyeol as well. "...Which one?" he offers helpfully.
"Oh. Sorry, your chicken scratch is kinda hard to read, hyung." Joonmyun takes another sharp breath. "Jongdae!"
Jongdae whines, shoulders slumping. He is way too tired for this. "Come on," he complains, shooting Chanyeol a glare. 'Sorry, luck of the draw,' the other's sheepish smile and shrug communicates. Chanyeol draws another name, laughing as soon as he unfolds the paper.
"Byun Baekhyun!"
"Huh?" Baekhyun jolts, startled awake again. "Repeat the question."
Jongdae elbows him in the ribs. "We're sparring partners."
"Oh...What?"
"Have you been asleep this whole time?"
"...Only part of it."
Jongdae snorts, shaking his head and shoving his hands into his pockets, wandering off towards midfield. Baekhyun scrunches his nose and follows. Joonmyun rubs his face before gesturing at the rest of the group to make their ways to the stands. Once everyone is seated and secure, he fills out his scorechart and picks up a megaphone from beneath the bleacher.
"First match. Byun Baekhyun vs Kim Jongdae. Rules are simple: No permanent damage. Nothing deadly. Leaving the arena is disqualification. Each duo will be generated a random terrain. If a battle goes on for longer than twenty minutes, a draw will be called. Other than that, fight clean and have fun, boys. Opposite ends of the field and on my count!"
Re: wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:19 am (UTC)(link)Re: wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:20 am (UTC)(link)here have a hotpack
Re: wc!au: [team dage] Introduction to Battle
(Anonymous) 2014-07-14 04:25 am (UTC)(link)i really love this (and im sure chen will beat bbh's distracted ass cuz he's team a ofc)