[You know who is an actually rebellious teen, with a whole lot of issues with adults doing skeevy shit around teenagers? He's casually up against the wall next to Qrow, proper attire and all (his cardigan is two-three sizes too big, he hated the form fitting design that the gnome insisted on, and eventually caved to his bickering demands), completed with a Windsor knot that he definitely didn't tie himself. A reformed punk. Maybe post-90s anarcho-capitalist punk. Who cares about labels anymore, anyway?
And he's watching Kaede try her goddamned best at learning something that definitely doesn't come natural to her. Ryuji pretty much picked up a baseball bat, a lead pipe- eventually the replica of Sun Wukong's staff- and it was a breeze for him. Hitting shit was almost his calling.
Like kneecaps.
Arms crossed, out of earshot from Kaede, he pulls off the over defensive asshole like he is-]
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And he's watching Kaede try her goddamned best at learning something that definitely doesn't come natural to her. Ryuji pretty much picked up a baseball bat, a lead pipe- eventually the replica of Sun Wukong's staff- and it was a breeze for him. Hitting shit was almost his calling.
Like kneecaps.
Arms crossed, out of earshot from Kaede, he pulls off the over defensive asshole like he is-]
So, uh. Got anything you wanna say about this?