perfectmatch | week two

[Edamura has outfitted himself with a metal bat, which he holds resting against his shoulder. he flashes her a smile, before looking at the nearest cameraman, pointing at his eyes and then at the camera]

He knows who he is.

[he also knows that Edamura does not actually hate him. especially not that they're now on even ground. but whatever!!]

Let's channel all that energy into doing as much damage as we can.

[ He knows who he is... so mysterious. ]

You know what, yes. Yes. [ Poppy perks right up. ] Just imagine that these are their faces and everything.

[ She really winds up to slam her crowbar into the glass, again and again and again, yelling on the last few swings until it explodes. ]

Eat shit, Tracy! [ And there it goes. With a breathless laugh, ] Whew, this is fun!

[. . . MY GOD. it truly is the most normal of people who have the biggest beefs to work through, isn't it?]

Whoa, whoa. . . ! Careful where you swing that thing!

[but it's not a real complaint, said with a laugh as he slams his own bat into the screen of a nearby television. EAT SHIT, LAURENT! with love, Edamame ♥]

[ Sometimes! You just gotta! Get shit out of your system! And there are only so many socially acceptable ways to do so!!

Poppy laughs at his laugh, still breathless, because she is not used to exerting this much physical activity. ]

That's the spirit! [ Cheering him on now! ] Smash that shit!

[ Turns around to slam her crowbar into the top of a table. All she does is splinter the wood a little, but hey, it's something that's making her happy, it's all good. ]

[neither is he!! but it's probably good for his body to be moving so much, and he cannot deny the thrill he feels when he hears glass and wood shatter and crack underneath their assault. this isn't really like him-- he's a quiet guy, the normal type who doesn't care for violence of any kind-- but]

[this isn't violence as much as it's. . .]

[. . . stress relief]

Need some help with that?

[he asks, bat raised above his head, before he brings it down as hard as he can on the splintered wooden table. it cracks some more underneath the blow, but it's still in tact. WEAK NORMIES]

[ This might end up being the most she'll have ever worked out in her life.

Poppy cackles in delight as he smashes into the table, contributing to its destruction. It's teamwork! They're working together! To break some shit!! ]

Yeah!! We got, what, two hours to break everything in this room? [ Everything. ] Let's do this!!

[ Weak normies... Mindful of where Edamura is she takes another swing at the table, further cracking it, before looking around.

Hmm...

Spots the sledgehammer sitting in the corner. Yeah she's going to swap out, it's sledgehammer time for her. ]

[wow she's going for the HEAVY DUTY equipment now. Edamura eyes the sledgehammer with obvious interest, but holds onto his bat for now]

Say. . . are you going to share?

[ A beat, because she had not considered. ]

Oh... yeah! We can take turns.

[ Picks up the sledgehammer with some effort.

Accidentally slams it into the wall, because its weight takes her off guard.

Stares at Edamura, like... oops. ]

[oh my god]

[jumps a bit at the impact, giving her a look that is like ?! for a few seconds]

[and then he laughs]

[ Keeps staring, but Edamura's laughing gives her the excuse to join in, too. It's maybe just as cathartic as actually smashing shit? So she grins at him. ]

Um, your turn?

[ She will vacate the sledgehammer for him if he so wishes. ]

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