Appointments [Luceti]

[niceguypose]

This is the Appointments post for any miscellaneous interactions with Lee in Luceti that don't fit within a given post.

Just give a date and place, and whether this will be via journal or in-person!

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[August 2-11: Luceti Valley Event]

[niceguypose]

[For threads leftover from the Luceti Valley log(s). Please include links to the matching threads and the date if you can.]

[medicalpunch]

[Continued from here]

A lesson your pupil eagerly awaits! [She can't help laughing. Lee's enthusiasm never seems to wane, and it buoys her spirits -- he does, and has, ever since they were children.]

[niceguypose]

Very well! Listen carefully. I will show you the ways of this mathematic principle! [He chuckles slightly.] We are starting to sound like stuffy martial artists. [Or ninjas, mayhaps.]

[medicalpunch]

[Maaaayhaps indeed.]

Just like that kung-fu movie we sneaked into back in middle school! [She can't help laughing at the memory. She'd been such an instigator back then...]

[niceguypose]

[He smirks at the warm memory.]

That's right! It was such a sensational movie, too. Do you think if I practiced, I could be like one of those stars? [He did many an attempted imitation back when first seeing the movie.]

[medicalpunch]

Oh, I bet you could! You could even be in movies, I betcha! And then I'll go to all your premiers and get to tell everyone, "Hey, I knew him before he was famous!" Rock Lee, the big star!

[niceguypose]

It does have a ring to it! [He smiles brightly and gives the idea a thumbs up.] But hey, you could be famous too!

[Day 2]

[sweetfang]

[OOC Note: Continued from here.]

[Mavis relaxes again when Lee sits down, giving his shoulder a pat as she smiles.]

Think of it as active rest. And don't worry, okay? You're one of the best athlete's in our year, ten minutes sitting out for a breather isn't gonna change that.

[Day 2]

[niceguypose]

Your logic is sound! An active rest... Yes! I shall rest as actively as I can! [He sits back, relaxes... and sits back up. Then back down again, then up. The sit-ups ensue.]

You seem to know much about me! I do not even know who you are.

[Every class they share together, Lee winds up sitting in front of her and never gets to notice her while he tries to intensely focus on the schoolwork. Once, he blindly handed her a pen when he heard someone - it actually was someone else - asking for one.]

[Day 2]

[sweetfang]

That's not what I-

[Wow. Just like that it feels like the sun froze over. Mavis' smile disappears as she just stares at him.]

But...We've been in the same class since middle school- you always picked me to be on your team in gym class, even though I wasn't very good.

You really don't remember me?

[Day 2]

[niceguypose]

[He squints. And is kind of feeling horribly guilty at her reaction.]

Ah! I believe that... some bells are beginning to ring! You... are... [He is blanking on the name.]

[Day 2]

[sweetfang]

...Mavis. Mavis Bliss.

[She really shouldn't be so surprised, she did try to blend in with the wall when the schoolyard teasing got really bad but she didn't think it worked that well.]

[Day 2]

[niceguypose]

Yes! That is a name! [He freezes mid situp and pounds his fist against his open as it comes to him.] I think I can remember now... recalling that it was name that sounded particularly pleasant.

[believeit]

[Continued from here!]

[Naruto's frustration grows. Not in a bad way- He's not annoyed at Lee himself, just at the face that he really wants to go eat some lunch. The next few balls are thrown a little harder, and faster, in an attempt to make contact.]

Dammit! C'mon! I'm gonna get ya, just wait!

[niceguypose]

You should have to try harder, Mister Namikaze!

[He does some more little stunts around the rope to dodge or deflect some of the balls.]

Your balls are no match for me-

[And then one gets him square in the face.]

[believeit]

There!

[HAH! A little fistpump in the air, pleased with himself for finally hitting.]


[...]


[That looked like it hurt, though.]

Oi oi, you okay?

[niceguypose]

Nghhhh....

[He is barely hanging onto the rope by one hand, while his nose his bleeding.]

I...

Never better! [A weak-willed thumbs up.]

[believeit]

Hey, don't bleed over everything! Come down!

[Oh man, this is no good. Shit, where are tissue or something when you need them?]

[niceguypose]

I am so sorry! Is this a direct order?! [He just... keeps dangling there.]

[mysicksadlife]

(Continued from here)

[Daria keeps an eye on the notebook while her pupil goes through the steps. This time, she doesn't seem to have any corrections to make]

Pretty good. Is it easier?

[niceguypose]

[He eagerly nods.]

Yes. So much simpler! I think we are onto something, here.

[mysicksadlife]

Try the examples on the next page. If you go through those alright, I'd say you've got it. You can start preparing to enjoy the slack-jawed looks of amazement on the teachers' faces.

[niceguypose]

Truly?! I cannot wait to stun and astonish them. I will do this! [And he starts digging into said examples.]

[mysicksadlife]

[All he has to do to stun and astonish them is apply himself. She's realizing pretty quickly that he's not stupid, and he's capable of doing the work. He just needs to do it.]

Double check number 34, [If he fixes it himself, all the better. If not, she'll explain the problem in a moment.]

[niceguypose]

[He used to be better at the academics - but trying to do everything to a perfection just led to him being spread too thin. Luckily, he's doing better. And he looks over number 34.]

Really? But I was sure I... ah! That... didn't carry over, didn't it. [He starts to mutter as he erases the answer and retries it.]