[ It's a nice little unassuming place. Situated on the edges of Crenshaw and the road between it and Prufrock, it doesn't have any decorations on the outside than a hanging sign reading 'GOLDFINCH' in large lettering and a carved bird head above it. It could be any bird in side profile, somehow looking like it's judging everything and everyone coldly that looks up at it.
The inside could be called cosier, though it's no different from any pub + place to eat. The bar sits directly to the right of where people walk in from, quiet at this time of day save for one or two drinkers, and tables take up most of the room. Robby sits at the table second from the door, not wanting to get hit by the cold seeping in from under the doorway, but wanting to keep an eye out for dad, and be easier to see.
His clothes still range to what could be called homely, in that he's wearing what he would be back in California, a jacket, tee, and trousers. He'll get to the local fashions one day.
For now, he's bouncing a foot under the table, holding a mug of something warm with loose fingers, waiting with his head down. Unless Johnny takes enough time, then he'll have a book out to pass the time.
And there might even be a plate of large-cut fries waiting, too. ]
[Johnny was trying his best to actually be there for Robby. He was doing his best not to step on his son's toes or force himself on him but when Robby wanted him around. He was going to make sure damn well sure he put in the effort. So it doesn't take him too long to get there.
He hasn't exactly conformed to the Trench style of clothing either, but he was still stuck in the 80's back at home. So it's not a huge surprise he's doing the same here too.
It doesn't take him too long to catch sight of Robby and he gives a little nod as he takes a seat down across form him. He looks awkwardly at the fries for a minute before glancing up at his son.]
[ A nod receives a nod back, and Robby rolls his lips, his foot stopping its shaking. He fiddles with his hands a little under the table, but quickly stops himself; a habit picked up from last month, his brain thinking it always needs to be moving. ]
I got them for us. [ You know, the fries his dad was looking at, in case he was hungry. But there was a question there, so with a beat- ] I'm eating fine. Tory can make stuff for money, and I do jobs. [ So, the bartering part is never an issue.
But then he thinks, and with another (awkward) beat: ] You, um, doing okay?
[He feels a little dumb for eyeing the fries like that but gives a bit of a smile when Robby said he got them for the both them. Us. That was different for Johnny and he liked it honestly. He takes a few fries and pops them into his mouth. He chews them slowly as Robby describes what he's been up to.]
That's good... Jobs. What kind of jobs? [He has no room to disapprove about anything but he is curious to see what Robby has been up to. He's been trying desperately not to make a scene or make things difficult for the kid. He thinks he's been doing okay.
He gives a little shrug.]
Yeah. I think so, Dojo's been doing good after the rebranding.
Taking a chance to train with the other teachers around isn't half bad.
There's been some drama with a few of my students, but I'm working on that.
[ God, he has to admit what jobs? He wishes he could admit to anything cooler, but he shrugs as he takes one of the fries for himself, still sitting half on the plate as he fiddles with it. ]
Nothing permanent. I helped out around the boardwalk my first month by moving stuff, taking whatever washed up out of the ocean wherever they wanted it. Last month I uh, gave blood at one of the blood banks. Warmblood's good for treatment, so. [ So please don't think that's completely weird or anything, is what he doesn't say. ]
I'm still figuring out what I want to do, [ he figures to end it on, since it's true. It's also true that he has some ideas not connected to work, but he's not sure yet if he wants to get into that too deeply, just yet. He came here for a specific reason, right?
...even if he can take the time to listen to his dad. ]
Yeah? [ He kinda wants to ask about the student drama, but decides instead: ] You're training with someone other than Mister LaRusso?
[ ...which is worth asking about too. But! One thing at a time! ]
[Johnny listens and and there's a part of him that is a little amused at how awkward Robby feels about it. But... Honestly it reminds him a little of himself.]
Well, before I got back into Karate. I was basically doing the same thing. Contract work and shit- It was miserable but it was a job.
Never did anything quite like giving blood though. That's uh- well that's good of you.
[Now it's his turn to sort of awkwardly play with a few fries. There's something more he should be saying here but it takes him awhile to get it out.]
All I'm saying is- you'll find what you want to do. It might sneak up on you.
[He's glad to have the topic shift away from his dojo's drama but he's not so sure about this topic either. It was weird... Learning from people again.]
Yeah... The super awesome ninja school guy. He said you were learning from him too.
[ At least work back in California felt easier to navigate around, ... if not always by proper means. The upside was that he didn't have any real need of a job, other than working for his own satisfaction, or whatever drove his interest into signing up.
...admitting to the blood thing still feels embarrassing. But at least what his dad says next gives him reason to pause, and -- oh, right, he was supposed to tell his dad about his training, wasn't he? But before he can think to address that, Robby's rather stuck on the part where his dad is training with the guy. ]
Uchiha? [ Only one ninja school guy here, as far as Robby knows, but- ] Don't you have beef with that guy?
[ He knows Uchiha doesn't see it that way, but his dad...?? ]
[ Huh. Truth be told, Robby doesn't understand much his dad's issue with Uchiha. Maybe he just doesn't like his face, with the way even his dad doesn't know. He'd be both surprised and not.
But ask one question, and get an entirely new one on your mind. He remembers his dad saying about his meeting with Silver going poorly, but... ]
You've been here longer than both of them -- that's got to count for something, right? Do you think you're that behind?
[ It's asked curiously, a genuine kind. He's been here the longest, and this place isn't as safe as the Valley. ]
[It was mostly him projecting his issues with Daniel onto Sasuke. ...And more caused by Lance than Sasuke himself.
He thinks on that question briefly and he makes a bit of an annoyed face.]
You'd think but apparently not.
[Mostly because Johnny had just been teaching the same not actively learning new things.]
Whatever I've picked up doesn't really change the fact both LaRusso and Silver seem to know how I fight better than I do now.
Whatever training I gave LaRusso he's seemed to pick it up quick. And they've both implied that Silver beat me even with whatever I end up picking up from LaRusso.
[ He remembers that nagging he got about what people thought about karate here: a game, a showcase. Maybe his feelings from last month warped that (sleepless nights and your brain always in overdrive doesn't help with thinking straight), but he still worries about if it's true.
But worry and self-doubt has never stopped his spiteful side, and that side is stronger today. ]
Learning how to kick his ass here doesn't sound like a bad plan. [ Like his dad's already heading for, but he gives it with a joking tilt of his head, a shrug. ]
Uchiha's lessons seem like a good way of keeping up with how strong everything is here. [ Beasts. Even other people (android people, but still). ] I was going to tell you about it, but- a bunch of stuff came up last month and I forgot.
[Johnny knows the tournament he held back at the beginning of the year had helped peoples view on karate. But his own strength had kept it from people taking it completely seriously. ...The fact that it showed people there was something more than life or death battles had meant a lot to him too.]
Yeah- I've seen him in action and as much as I ride his ass the guy does know what he's doing.
[There's a pause and he actually takes a moment to consider how to answer that. Part of him is a little hurt that Robby hadn't told him, another part knows he has little right to actually complain about it.]
Don't worry about it. You don't have to tell me everything you're up to. If you don't want to.
[He's a little blunt about it but he gives a little shrug of his shoulders.]
[ That's the thing, isn't it. He's always wanted a dad he could tell things to; but those first five letters are the story of his life, and there might be an opening here to say more -- what happened last month, the sleepless nights, his apparent Patron sending him to tears, the deaths witnessed he'd been trying to keep tucked close.
The urge doesn't come, when they feel more like excuses; a guilt he has no confidence in sharing. Even if his dad is his dad, the same man who'd told him, It's alright, we'll figure this out', who he was trying to make a connection to... ]
I didn't want you starting shit with him. [ --it's all he can offer now; not accusatory, at least in tone, but like a weak aside that he doesn't bother to look at Johnny for. But he does when he continues, a pause before moving on: ] Do you want to order something? There's a bar.
[ Order an actual meal than the fries, and get something at the bar. Not that his dad needs permission to drink from him, but he figures well that's what his dad would like to do. ]
[And that's all it takes to take the wind out of Johnny's sails. It didn't have to be accusatory, Johnny realized exactly what it meant. Robby was afraid he'd go and fuck things up.
Johnny hated it. He hated how right and valid the criticism was. He lowers his head and just looks at his hands for a minute.]
Yeah.
I probably would have.
[He's working on it is what he wants to say. But he doesn't have the fight to try and defend himself when it comes to Robby. He glances over to the bar and then back to Robby.]
[ There is something like a pang of guilt -- further guilt, as if Robby needed it. The way his dad deflates, and who knew he'd ever get here? Feeling sorry for seeing this, when everything his old man would present to him in the past (his apologies, those faces) was just never enough to satiate the empty space in him that his absence left him.
But Mister LaRusso had told him he was doing pretty much the same (still) about him and his sensei, so he just chews on it; gives a "Sure" to the offer, not really wanting to think about the menu or anything else.
There's still the point of this to get to, and Robby messes with the parts of his fingers where he used to wear rings, hasn't in a long time, as he waits for Johnny to come back to the table. ]
[Johnny's a little too busy floundering in his own self loathing to actually notice the guilt in Robby's expression. When he gets the confirmation he'll slowly pull himself out of the seat and make his way toward the bar to place an order.
There is a part of him that really wants to get a drink. But he holds himself back. He knows he doesn't want Robby to see him like that. Not right now. So he'll wait.
Eventually he'll return with two burgers and set them down on the table.]
[ He's had a couple more of the fries by the time Johnny comes back, pulling the burger plate closer to himself once it's set down. ] Thanks.
[ And the lack of a drink is noted. It gives him pause, all things considered, and he wants to ask -- but is that weird? Maybe he's just not feeling it. Maybe it means nothing.
But it still leads him to share, even if he isn't sure what his dad would think, as he picks up the burger in hand: ]
Mom, she uh -- did you know she went to rehab? She got out before I showed here. She's doing better.
[Johnny gets settled in his seat and there's a moment where he looks to Robby before taking a bite of his own burger.
When Robby speaks up there's a look of subdued surprise and confusion all the same. It didn't match up with what he remembered from home, but he was more than aware that time had passed since his last update.
He... Doesn't have a lot of respect for rehab but that mostly due to his own hang ups.]
I had no idea.
[Honest and a little short. he takes a breath before he elaborates.]
The last I heard was from LaRusso-
That you were staying at his place because she was gone.
[Right before Robby had made the stop by his place.
He stops himself from making a comment about her bailing on Robby.]
[ The few words they've shared about his mom before have hardly been the best; but then, whatever his mom had to say about his dad wasn't that great either. But she had also been the one to tell Robby not to let her feelings about his dad get in the way of their relationship. One time, a while ago.
And plenty had happened to let him forget that. ]
Yeah. [ He breathes the word, knowing his parents aren't exactly -- close, in any sense of the word. Even telling his dad was a question mark in what he would think, would he care?; but he also figures it has to mean something, right? Even if it's just because Robby cares.
And he does. And it means something to him too, to hear his dad being positive about it. It makes him want to try that little harder, though it's like grasping at straws, the small shrug he gives, on what to say. ]
I stayed the night at your place before I showed up here. It was late, and um -- your place looked the same as the last time I stayed over.
[ He ducks his gaze, admitting with his lips thinning: ] Mister LaRusso would know better than me about what was happening with you. [ But, looking back up, ] --I guess that makes two of us, huh?
[He wasn't exactly close with Robby's mom but that didn't mean he couldn't at least try to be civil about it. At least for Robby's sake. Which was honestly saying a lot for Johnny at this moment. He wasn't looking to start a fight here and he knew that was the fastest way to do it.
But this just adds to his surprise about everything back at home. All he had really known was the Kreese and Silver had got their claws into Robby. Nothing about their actual relationship back home. It was... shocking to hear this to say the least.]
Oh yeah? Well- I did manage to get the tv back on the wall before I got here.
[ Were they doing better? That's a struggle, and if he has to be honest... ]
I think we were doing better when you had the broken TV. [ He doesn't even entirely look down about it, a sheepish sort of submission. It's kind of funny, even, considering how not great that was. ]
It was a couple of hours. And the tournament was that day, so I spent most of that day being a Cobra Kai asshole.
[ Which is less funny, but he won't turn away from it. He was what he was. ]
[Listening to that wasn't exactly heartening but- It was a chance and he hoped that future him wasn't going to fuck it up. He hoped that current him could also avoid totally blowing this chance.
But there's still something in all that for Johnny to bark out a little laugh at.]
Well don't you worry about that. I spent years being Cobra Kai's number one asshole.
[ Congratulations - that does get a small snort out of Robby. ]
Wanna share second place awards? [ He scrunches his nose, head tipping to the side slightly as he thinks on it. ] I don't know -- I know there's no All Valley here, but I'm kinda disappointed I can't try again for that first. But I'm alright that I lost.
[ Because it's not the last match he's thinking about. It's just disappointing when he remembers he's lost his chances at that particular tourney.
(Then again, that's pretty much a thing of his, isn't it.) ]
Still there is a sparkle of pride in his eyes. Even if there is a faint dip in his smile as he remembers he gave his second place trophy to someone else here.]
I don't have the trophy anymore. But that just means we can make more room for yours. Second place is nothing to be ashamed of. You did good. Twice.
[He taps his fingers against the table in thought briefly.]
And we might not have the All Valley. But I hosted a tournament here back in the spring last year. If I host it again you can always try your luck there.
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Date: 2022-10-27 02:49 am (UTC)I'm not bringing any either.
[Johnny has been working at being good.]
I know the spot. Never been in but I've passed by a few times.
Want me to pick you up?
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Date: 2022-10-27 09:03 am (UTC)ill meet u inside
[ It's a nice little unassuming place. Situated on the edges of Crenshaw and the road between it and Prufrock, it doesn't have any decorations on the outside than a hanging sign reading 'GOLDFINCH' in large lettering and a carved bird head above it. It could be any bird in side profile, somehow looking like it's judging everything and everyone coldly that looks up at it.
The inside could be called cosier, though it's no different from any pub + place to eat. The bar sits directly to the right of where people walk in from, quiet at this time of day save for one or two drinkers, and tables take up most of the room. Robby sits at the table second from the door, not wanting to get hit by the cold seeping in from under the doorway, but wanting to keep an eye out for dad, and be easier to see.
His clothes still range to what could be called homely, in that he's wearing what he would be back in California, a jacket, tee, and trousers. He'll get to the local fashions one day.
For now, he's bouncing a foot under the table, holding a mug of something warm with loose fingers, waiting with his head down. Unless Johnny takes enough time, then he'll have a book out to pass the time.
And there might even be a plate of large-cut fries waiting, too. ]
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Date: 2022-10-31 03:56 am (UTC)He hasn't exactly conformed to the Trench style of clothing either, but he was still stuck in the 80's back at home. So it's not a huge surprise he's doing the same here too.
It doesn't take him too long to catch sight of Robby and he gives a little nod as he takes a seat down across form him. He looks awkwardly at the fries for a minute before glancing up at his son.]
Uh- Hey.
You doing okay?
...Eating alright?
[As if Johnny ever ate right. He's trying.]
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Date: 2022-10-31 07:39 am (UTC)I got them for us. [ You know, the fries his dad was looking at, in case he was hungry. But there was a question there, so with a beat- ] I'm eating fine. Tory can make stuff for money, and I do jobs. [ So, the bartering part is never an issue.
But then he thinks, and with another (awkward) beat: ] You, um, doing okay?
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Date: 2022-11-01 11:44 pm (UTC)[He feels a little dumb for eyeing the fries like that but gives a bit of a smile when Robby said he got them for the both them. Us. That was different for Johnny and he liked it honestly. He takes a few fries and pops them into his mouth. He chews them slowly as Robby describes what he's been up to.]
That's good... Jobs. What kind of jobs? [He has no room to disapprove about anything but he is curious to see what Robby has been up to. He's been trying desperately not to make a scene or make things difficult for the kid. He thinks he's been doing okay.
He gives a little shrug.]
Yeah. I think so, Dojo's been doing good after the rebranding.
Taking a chance to train with the other teachers around isn't half bad.
There's been some drama with a few of my students, but I'm working on that.
[He means Gideon. Of course he means Gideon.]
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Date: 2022-11-02 12:14 am (UTC)Nothing permanent. I helped out around the boardwalk my first month by moving stuff, taking whatever washed up out of the ocean wherever they wanted it. Last month I uh, gave blood at one of the blood banks. Warmblood's good for treatment, so. [ So please don't think that's completely weird or anything, is what he doesn't say. ]
I'm still figuring out what I want to do, [ he figures to end it on, since it's true. It's also true that he has some ideas not connected to work, but he's not sure yet if he wants to get into that too deeply, just yet. He came here for a specific reason, right?
...even if he can take the time to listen to his dad. ]
Yeah? [ He kinda wants to ask about the student drama, but decides instead: ] You're training with someone other than Mister LaRusso?
[ ...which is worth asking about too. But! One thing at a time! ]
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Date: 2022-11-02 12:36 am (UTC)Well, before I got back into Karate. I was basically doing the same thing. Contract work and shit- It was miserable but it was a job.
Never did anything quite like giving blood though. That's uh- well that's good of you.
[Now it's his turn to sort of awkwardly play with a few fries. There's something more he should be saying here but it takes him awhile to get it out.]
All I'm saying is- you'll find what you want to do. It might sneak up on you.
[He's glad to have the topic shift away from his dojo's drama but he's not so sure about this topic either. It was weird... Learning from people again.]
Yeah... The super awesome ninja school guy. He said you were learning from him too.
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Date: 2022-11-02 12:46 am (UTC)...admitting to the blood thing still feels embarrassing. But at least what his dad says next gives him reason to pause, and -- oh, right, he was supposed to tell his dad about his training, wasn't he? But before he can think to address that, Robby's rather stuck on the part where his dad is training with the guy. ]
Uchiha? [ Only one ninja school guy here, as far as Robby knows, but- ] Don't you have beef with that guy?
[ He knows Uchiha doesn't see it that way, but his dad...?? ]
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Date: 2022-11-02 12:56 am (UTC)I do, or did. I'm still figuring that out.
It's mostly stupid shit and me egging him on.
But we've got bigger fish to fry and I have to catch up to both LaRusso and Silver.
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Date: 2022-11-02 01:07 am (UTC)But ask one question, and get an entirely new one on your mind. He remembers his dad saying about his meeting with Silver going poorly, but... ]
You've been here longer than both of them -- that's got to count for something, right? Do you think you're that behind?
[ It's asked curiously, a genuine kind. He's been here the longest, and this place isn't as safe as the Valley. ]
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Date: 2022-11-02 03:12 am (UTC)He thinks on that question briefly and he makes a bit of an annoyed face.]
You'd think but apparently not.
[Mostly because Johnny had just been teaching the same not actively learning new things.]
Whatever I've picked up doesn't really change the fact both LaRusso and Silver seem to know how I fight better than I do now.
Whatever training I gave LaRusso he's seemed to pick it up quick. And they've both implied that Silver beat me even with whatever I end up picking up from LaRusso.
So I'm not exactly sure where I stand.
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Date: 2022-11-02 09:13 am (UTC)But worry and self-doubt has never stopped his spiteful side, and that side is stronger today. ]
Learning how to kick his ass here doesn't sound like a bad plan. [ Like his dad's already heading for, but he gives it with a joking tilt of his head, a shrug. ]
Uchiha's lessons seem like a good way of keeping up with how strong everything is here. [ Beasts. Even other people (android people, but still). ] I was going to tell you about it, but- a bunch of stuff came up last month and I forgot.
[ There's an apology in his tone, at least. ]
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Date: 2022-11-06 11:58 pm (UTC)Yeah- I've seen him in action and as much as I ride his ass the guy does know what he's doing.
[There's a pause and he actually takes a moment to consider how to answer that. Part of him is a little hurt that Robby hadn't told him, another part knows he has little right to actually complain about it.]
Don't worry about it. You don't have to tell me everything you're up to. If you don't want to.
[He's a little blunt about it but he gives a little shrug of his shoulders.]
The fact you thought about it though.
That uh-
That means a lot.
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Date: 2022-11-07 12:15 am (UTC)The urge doesn't come, when they feel more like excuses; a guilt he has no confidence in sharing. Even if his dad is his dad, the same man who'd told him, It's alright, we'll figure this out', who he was trying to make a connection to... ]
I didn't want you starting shit with him. [ --it's all he can offer now; not accusatory, at least in tone, but like a weak aside that he doesn't bother to look at Johnny for. But he does when he continues, a pause before moving on: ] Do you want to order something? There's a bar.
[ Order an actual meal than the fries, and get something at the bar. Not that his dad needs permission to drink from him, but he figures well that's what his dad would like to do. ]
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Date: 2022-11-07 12:24 am (UTC)Johnny hated it. He hated how right and valid the criticism was. He lowers his head and just looks at his hands for a minute.]
Yeah.
I probably would have.
[He's working on it is what he wants to say. But he doesn't have the fight to try and defend himself when it comes to Robby. He glances over to the bar and then back to Robby.]
I'll order. Do you want anything? A burger?
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Date: 2022-11-07 12:38 am (UTC)But Mister LaRusso had told him he was doing pretty much the same (still) about him and his sensei, so he just chews on it; gives a "Sure" to the offer, not really wanting to think about the menu or anything else.
There's still the point of this to get to, and Robby messes with the parts of his fingers where he used to wear rings, hasn't in a long time, as he waits for Johnny to come back to the table. ]
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Date: 2022-11-07 01:10 am (UTC)There is a part of him that really wants to get a drink. But he holds himself back. He knows he doesn't want Robby to see him like that. Not right now. So he'll wait.
Eventually he'll return with two burgers and set them down on the table.]
Get it while it's good.
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Date: 2022-11-07 01:24 am (UTC)[ And the lack of a drink is noted. It gives him pause, all things considered, and he wants to ask -- but is that weird? Maybe he's just not feeling it. Maybe it means nothing.
But it still leads him to share, even if he isn't sure what his dad would think, as he picks up the burger in hand: ]
Mom, she uh -- did you know she went to rehab? She got out before I showed here. She's doing better.
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Date: 2022-11-07 02:10 am (UTC)When Robby speaks up there's a look of subdued surprise and confusion all the same. It didn't match up with what he remembered from home, but he was more than aware that time had passed since his last update.
He... Doesn't have a lot of respect for rehab but that mostly due to his own hang ups.]
I had no idea.
[Honest and a little short. he takes a breath before he elaborates.]
The last I heard was from LaRusso-
That you were staying at his place because she was gone.
[Right before Robby had made the stop by his place.
He stops himself from making a comment about her bailing on Robby.]
That's good. That's she doing better.
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Date: 2022-11-07 02:35 am (UTC)And plenty had happened to let him forget that. ]
Yeah. [ He breathes the word, knowing his parents aren't exactly -- close, in any sense of the word. Even telling his dad was a question mark in what he would think, would he care?; but he also figures it has to mean something, right? Even if it's just because Robby cares.
And he does. And it means something to him too, to hear his dad being positive about it. It makes him want to try that little harder, though it's like grasping at straws, the small shrug he gives, on what to say. ]
I stayed the night at your place before I showed up here. It was late, and um -- your place looked the same as the last time I stayed over.
[ He ducks his gaze, admitting with his lips thinning: ] Mister LaRusso would know better than me about what was happening with you. [ But, looking back up, ] --I guess that makes two of us, huh?
[ It's....a joke... ]
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Date: 2022-11-07 03:09 am (UTC)But this just adds to his surprise about everything back at home. All he had really known was the Kreese and Silver had got their claws into Robby. Nothing about their actual relationship back home. It was... shocking to hear this to say the least.]
Oh yeah? Well- I did manage to get the tv back on the wall before I got here.
[Look at him. Making a joke too.]
I got the basics from him
Are you- Or- Are we doing better back there?
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Date: 2022-11-07 03:25 am (UTC)I think we were doing better when you had the broken TV. [ He doesn't even entirely look down about it, a sheepish sort of submission. It's kind of funny, even, considering how not great that was. ]
It was a couple of hours. And the tournament was that day, so I spent most of that day being a Cobra Kai asshole.
[ Which is less funny, but he won't turn away from it. He was what he was. ]
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Date: 2022-11-09 11:41 pm (UTC)But there's still something in all that for Johnny to bark out a little laugh at.]
Well don't you worry about that. I spent years being Cobra Kai's number one asshole.
Guess it's just something we have in common now.
Welcome to the club.
[Which isn't great. But he'll take it.]
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Date: 2022-11-09 11:54 pm (UTC)Wanna share second place awards? [ He scrunches his nose, head tipping to the side slightly as he thinks on it. ] I don't know -- I know there's no All Valley here, but I'm kinda disappointed I can't try again for that first. But I'm alright that I lost.
[ Because it's not the last match he's thinking about. It's just disappointing when he remembers he's lost his chances at that particular tourney.
(Then again, that's pretty much a thing of his, isn't it.) ]
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Date: 2022-11-10 02:57 am (UTC)Still there is a sparkle of pride in his eyes. Even if there is a faint dip in his smile as he remembers he gave his second place trophy to someone else here.]
I don't have the trophy anymore. But that just means we can make more room for yours. Second place is nothing to be ashamed of. You did good. Twice.
[He taps his fingers against the table in thought briefly.]
And we might not have the All Valley. But I hosted a tournament here back in the spring last year. If I host it again you can always try your luck there.
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