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[embattle]

[Hibari? His gaze hadn't wandered too far. He licks at his lip, craving more, smile wide.

He's (wrongly) assumed it's the warm up, and spins.]

Ready?

[He's turned to the other, eyes sharp.]

[strategicnaps]

[...Ah.

No, no he is not ready. To get eaten or beat up. Hanbei suddenly waves his hands in front of his face--] No, no! We're not from the same world. I can tell already.

[if you try to bite him he's just going to pull his compass out and 8( at you]

[embattle]

How's that?

[He's lowered his weapons, at least. The flames of his body retreat, like a mist.]

You won't fight?

[What sort of a trial was this?]

[strategicnaps]

[IT WAS A SHORT TRIAL, THAT'S WHAT]

I would've fought you if we passed the first stage, but... [He brings his wrists up.] In my world, if we're both fighting on the same side, we'd have a red line running across our wrists right now.

[A red line. Yeah. Great, Hanbei.]

[embattle]

[That reasoning's flawed, and Hibari, he didn't choose "sides".]

Who says?

[He glances again to his wrist.]

I wasn't on anyone's side.

[strategicnaps]

[For a moment, Hanbei's smile falls into a flat 'are you serious' face before he just shrugs.]

Well, unfortunately, fighting on the same side is the only way to concretely tell! Let me ask something else, then. And don't answer with anything cheeky, base it only on the facts!

[That's asking too much, Hanbei.] Can you make yourself invincible for just a few seconds after a lot of fighting?

[embattle]

No...

[Not without Roll, without shield.]

You're saying you are?

[strategicnaps]

Mhm, I can.

[...wait hold on HE DOESN'T WANT TO DEMONSTRATE]

Ahhh, I'm not feeling well right now, though, so I should probably go back to my room. A lot happened today!

[embattle]

[Oh, he couldn't pursue it, this fight.]

You're ill?

[He watches, concern in his eyes.]

[strategicnaps]

[Hanbei's continuously amused by how Hibari's 'concern' for him shows so obviously. Still, right now is not the time.]

Honestly, I'd be surprised if I wasn't. [Fuck that canon update.] But you don't have to worry about me! I can take care of myself.

[embattle]

[Never mention it, Hanbei.]

Who's worried?

[Guess who's getting dragged to medical?]

I asked if you were ill.

[strategicnaps]

[wow no thanks]

Ahhh, sorry, I really think I should just return to my room. [IF YOU DRAG HIM HE SWEARS HE'LL JUST make sure you don't die in the future] I need to sort out my thoughts, too. Well, see you!