[there's a grateful kind of grin because HE DOES NOT WANT TO ACTUALLY THINK OF THAT EITHER? so he nods in agreement because yeah, those are the four of them. but then there's a ball and the grin widens.]
Yeah, okay. [he says, like he's not happy to show off and play. with the ball in front of him, he kicks it up and begins a series of tricks. it doesn't take a ton of concentration from him, and he's just going through motions with ease even as he continues talking.]
[ oh this is sick. he ends up grinning back, because taichi is just immediately reminding him of jiro, and nothing in this world makes ichiro happier. he stops, leaning back with his arms crossed, looking overall impressed as he watches the ball go from point to point. ]
That's right, yeah. I'm not in a band like Yamato, really - I rap. You're hella good at this, dude.
I'd hope so. I've been playing since elementary school. [that's sort of like "thank you" from someone who doesn't always take compliments. the ball goes point to point without stopping.] Maybe we'll get a music building sometime soon. Unless you can rap without it?
[he will mock yamato for his emo band name for forever but he does seem interested in ichiro being a rapper.]
What, freestyle? One of my best skills, actually. I produce my own stuff, but there's nothing like spittin cyphers on a street corner with your friends.
[ ichiro also brightens noticeably at this topic change, much like taichi had before. this is his favorite pastime, after all, one deeply tied into the things in life he loves - his family, and his division. ]
I can beatbox, too. Don't need a beat to get going, but I can sure as hell make my own.
Think you could show me? I've never met anybody who can actually freestyle. [the tricks with the ball slow down, but he seems to be actually setting a beat? yeah. the ball bounces in a steady kind of rhythm that may or may not be subconscious.]
Doesn't have to be today if you don't want to, but it's cool to see what other people can do. [i will not make you write a rap today if you want to be free.]
ichiro's grin widens a little, and he reaches up to tap his own palm against his chest, offsetting the rhythmic bounce of the ball and bobbing his head as he starts to think, putting the words together in his head. it doesn't take long - maybe ten seconds of beat making before he gets started. should stop around 0:39-0:40. ]
Hey, hey, ayy, ayy. Ichiban, ichiro, number one big bro, got the flow that'll show one ups like Nintendo, ayy Fast is my style, fresh outta Ikebukuro, you already know, smashin records wit no studio, Got a - college ed-u-cation with weird classes, Bees, movies 'bout weird cats who show their asses, but - I'm makin the most, for my bros, so I'm gonna ace em, Get home, make that paper, so I can really raise em,
Hangin out with Taichi, his football skills rule, Makin beats with a ball while we're stuck in this freaky school, Cause the friends we be makin on the way make it bearable, No matter if we gotta listen to that bear principal!
[ and then thumps his chest hard to stop the beat!!
[i'm in tears. taichi's keeping up with the rhythm to help, but he's very clearly delighted by all of this. the beat stops and he lets the ball fall in time, stopping it with his foot before he claps.]
Dude, that was awesome. [like. wow???] Talk about being good at something. How do you even think of rhymes that fast?
I'm pretty sure that's harder than this though. [he's not even undermining himself, this is just fact.] Sports are all instincts anyway. Yours is way more of a skill.
Soccer club since I was a kid, and I'm the captain of my high school team. Maybe there was a little practice involved. [the ball is juggled between his feet again.] I haven't decided if I want to keep playing in university or not though.
[it's actually the last thing on his mind, but it feels appropriate to say.]
Think the best advice for that is just - follow your heart, yeah? It'll take you where you need to be.
[ he smiles, though. what a protagonist thing to say... ] Man, you'd love my little bro. He's your age. Plays soccer, too. Could definitely give you a run for your money!
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Yeah, okay. [he says, like he's not happy to show off and play. with the ball in front of him, he kicks it up and begins a series of tricks. it doesn't take a ton of concentration from him, and he's just going through motions with ease even as he continues talking.]
Your thing's music, right?
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That's right, yeah. I'm not in a band like Yamato, really - I rap. You're hella good at this, dude.
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[he will mock yamato for his emo band name for forever but he does seem interested in ichiro being a rapper.]
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[ ichiro also brightens noticeably at this topic change, much like taichi had before. this is his favorite pastime, after all, one deeply tied into the things in life he loves - his family, and his division. ]
I can beatbox, too. Don't need a beat to get going, but I can sure as hell make my own.
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Doesn't have to be today if you don't want to, but it's cool to see what other people can do. [i will not make you write a rap today if you want to be free.]
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ichiro's grin widens a little, and he reaches up to tap his own palm against his chest, offsetting the rhythmic bounce of the ball and bobbing his head as he starts to think, putting the words together in his head. it doesn't take long - maybe ten seconds of beat making before he gets started. should stop around 0:39-0:40. ]
Hey, hey, ayy, ayy.
Ichiban, ichiro, number one big bro, got the flow that'll show one ups like Nintendo, ayy
Fast is my style, fresh outta Ikebukuro, you already know, smashin records wit no studio,
Got a - college ed-u-cation with weird classes,
Bees, movies 'bout weird cats who show their asses, but -
I'm makin the most, for my bros, so I'm gonna ace em,
Get home, make that paper, so I can really raise em,
Hangin out with Taichi, his football skills rule,
Makin beats with a ball while we're stuck in this freaky school,
Cause the friends we be makin on the way make it bearable,
No matter if we gotta listen to that bear principal!
[ and then thumps his chest hard to stop the beat!!
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Dude, that was awesome. [like. wow???] Talk about being good at something. How do you even think of rhymes that fast?
[by being good, taichi, keep up.]
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Same way you got good at doing that. [ ichiro nods towards the ball. ] Lots of practice. Lots of hard work. Thanks, dude.
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[talent, he means.]
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[ he's exaggerating a little bit, very playful, but also!! gas yourself up taichi you deserve it!!!!! ]
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Soccer club since I was a kid, and I'm the captain of my high school team. Maybe there was a little practice involved. [the ball is juggled between his feet again.] I haven't decided if I want to keep playing in university or not though.
[it's actually the last thing on his mind, but it feels appropriate to say.]
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[ he smiles, though. what a protagonist thing to say... ] Man, you'd love my little bro. He's your age. Plays soccer, too. Could definitely give you a run for your money!
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You think so? [he at least seems more inclined to talk about that than his future.] You have a couple of brothers, right?
[tell him about your fambly, ichiro.]