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NINTH RIDE ✦ ACTION [GOLDENROD CITY] / TEXT
[Today's cloudy, but it's a nice enough day out to train, which is good! It's been awhile since Mondo's properly had his Pokémon spar against each other. They're currently in the southern outskirts of Goldenrod and his duo of Pokémon, a Pangoro and a Doublade, are staring each other down menacingly, waiting for Mondo to give the signal. He raises his hand and shouts "Go!" and the two Pokémon spring at each other. Pangoro tries to land a Crunch attack while the Doublade barely manages to dodge. The swords counter with a Night Slash attack, but it's aimed just a little too far to the left to hit the panda Pokémon. Mondo normally would scold the Doublade for using a move that wouldn't do enough damage, but he's got other things to worry about.]
Wha-- Shit!
[That Night Slash attack is aimed right at his head. Mondo barely manages to duck in time to avoid getting cut in the face with the attack. The swords go flying harmlessly overhead and eventually manage to stop the move, turning to look at their trainer in shock. Mondo seems perfectly fine when he steadies himself.]
What the fuck was that, Arc!? You could've fucking killed me--
[Mondo finally notices that both the Pangoro and the Doublade are looking at him funny. He realizes that they're not looking at him so much as his hair. He raises a hand to check on his pompadour and--]
WHAT THE FUCK!?
[While Mondo's freaking out, the Doublade returns to float beside the Pangoro. They exchange a brief high five (if it can even be called that) before returning their attention to their trainer.
...A little while later Mondo can be found trying to sneak back into the Dangan House without raising any suspicion. This would be easier said than done if he didn't have his coat up over his head to try to hide the fact that he's currently down a pompadour and his hair looks... really bad right now. Feel free to catch him on his way to the basement!]
[A little while later a text goes out. It's not anonymous and it's in Mondo's usual typing style, so clearly he can't be bothered to pretend that this didn't happen.]
what are some good short guys hairstyles
if youve got pictures send em
descriptions are fine too
i need something asap
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Thanks. It'll take some getting used to, but it definitely looks good! I really appreciate this; you've saved me a lot of embarrassment!
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Any time! Though, I...I hope that doesn't happen again. I don't want you to get hurt, or anything.
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[Wait, did you mean nearly getting hit in the face with an attack?]
I'll talk to Arc about it. They're-- she? --well uh, normally Arc isn't bad about this sort of thing.
[IT'S TWO SWORDS ARE THEY BOTH GIRLS??]
Oh, and uh, thanks for helping out.
[That's directed at Shiruku and Mondo smiles awkwardly.]
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[Man don't ask him, he's never trained a sword before.
The Leavanny perks up when Mondo speaks to her, lifting her dustpan from the floor with a smile back and a slight shake of her head. It's no problem, really! She's just glad this ended in a trip to the makeshift barber, and not the hospital.]
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I really appreciate it though! You're really helpful!
[...right, sorry, what was that, Fujisaki??]
Yeah, I just want to make sure Arc doesn't do anything like that again. If I'm not fast enough next time, that would have taken my head off.
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Ah, well...that shouldn't be a problem, right? You'll just have to train him some more.