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⚡ ❰❰ @valleyschamp // s.c. ❱❱

ㅤㅤㅤARMS CROSS OVER HER BODY, a sideways glance given to her sensei. ❝ Remember the many, many speeches you've given me about how we don't have to deal with things alone? That it's okay to ask for help? ❞ One hand unfolds, knuckles nudging lightly against his upper arm. ❝ C'mon, you're never this quiet. I know something's up. ❞

[ncmcrcysideblog]

❖ ❰❰ @valleyschamp gets (late) Father's Day shenanigans ❱❱

ㅤㅤㅤHE HASN'T BEEN THE BEST SON LATELY. Between hiding everything that was going on with him and Kenny, lashing out, and general shitty teenager behavior, Anthony can't help but feel like he owes his dad more than he's given him. On Father's Day, he wakes up early enough to beat him to the kitchen. Sure, he's never really cooked anything on his own before, but it's impossible to get pancakes wrong. Or so he thought. Anthony hasn't had a chance to deal with the complete mess he's made of the kitchen before he hears Daniel's footsteps, rushing to make the few passable flapjacks presentable on the table. ❝ Uh, hey dad. I thought you were gonna sleep in a little longer today, ❞ he says, standing in front of the counter as if his body could shield the view of the spilled bowl of batter and failed first attempts at making something edible. It doesn't. ❝ I made you pancakes. They're blueberry. ❞

[opponentcompel]

"How much to you to leave my life forever."

@valleyschamp

ㅤㅤ“ That decision’s not up to you, Danny-boy. Besides, I don’t think you can afford the number I’m thinking of. But, play your cards right, and maybe I’ll cut you a deal. Might not be one that you like, and if you keep pushing? We both know how that’ll end. ”

[opponentcompel]

// Saving this because I have déjà vu of it cropping up a coupla times over the years. Somehow those kids keep getting tangled up with the worst company 🤦‍♀️ [ ᶳ ]

[opponentcompel]

@valleyschamp [ ᶳ ]

ㅤㅤ“ So, find anything of interest? ”  It’s a loaded question, Terry knows exactly what’s inside that file and the anguish it potentially brings - he couldn’t help but be incredibly nosy about the records that his PA had dug from the archives at his curious request, eyes lighting up with the mere sight of the word DEATH - their world always had the capacity for violence to such a degree  (  especially back in the day  ),  but the fact that it’s tied to such a frittering legacy brings the man such giddy delight, a smile plastered all over his visage up until the point he’d handed it over to Danny Boy. Circling back around to talk to the former student once more at a later point where the other would have sufficient time to process the news, he’s keen to see the extent of the cracks forming about LaRusso.

[dunnewithyou-arch]

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your daniel's so accurate it's kinda scary???? so welcoming towards any new student, no matter who they are and whether or not they have a famous dad. please go talk to the ck creators. and i need to follow your robby now that miguel's on my multi <3 and it was so easy to follow you and welcome you into our little group on this blog. also also you're my hero for all your gifs and memes. your pinned is just so pretty. ily

send me love letter!

[opponentcompel]

DANNY BOY | @senseibalance - 🔪 a hateful text

↪ Your pettiness confounds me. ↪ For someone who'd never heard of a tournament before, you seem awfully keen to take part.

ㅤㅤThe dōjō grows increasingly empty at this late hour but that suits him just fine, the man nursing a glass of whiskey in his office while bitterly reviewing the footage on his laptop, pausing as Samantha deals a critical blow against Devon - his line of vision momentarily lingers on the brunette's technique, but it flits backwards towards the opposing team's three senseis, lip curling upwards in acrimony.

↪ You'll regret the decision of getting involved. ↪ It's just a matter of time before you see you don't have what it takes. ↪ That's a promise.

[opponentcompel]

DANIEL LARUSSO  DANNY BOY | @senseibalance​

          「 どういたしまして。」  The affable words are a little drowned out by the hubbub within the crowded room, its low ceiling and sombre lighting contrastingly gloomy against the stark vibrancy of a series of bright spotlights poised against a set of vehicles being unveiled, groups of individuals with an array of invested interests ranging from automotive distribution to aerodynamics gathered around small circular standing tables with glasses of champagne and hors d'oeuvres. Silver’s all smiles as the conversation breezily slips back and forth between varied tongues, hanging onto the comparably diminutive CFO’s every word as further details are divulged regarding the trajectory of Dayona’s electric fleet to be rolled out by 2030.

                    The realism of the man’s mortality means he may not be around during that decade, and aims for carbon neutrality would far surpass any long term scheme or meddling he’d be prepared to engage with---  and yet, that doesn’t stop roving gelid eyes from glancing towards his periphery, a brief knowing look aimed over a shoulder in the direction of a shadowed figure at an adjacent table before reverting back to the discussion.  “I’ll have someone from my office be in touch and we can sync schedules while you’re in town.”