[ Okay, that works. (Punk.) Claude does almost yeet himself into the water, flailing for a moment to grab onto the pool's edge and keep himself from tipping in. ]
[Denji splashes his way back up to the surface and sees Claude like, halfway down the pool]
Oh, crap! Right!
[he starts to swim towards him and it's just....it's so sad but maybe endearing?? depending on how Claude would feel seeing a puppy struggle to paddle around a pool
Denji's dog paddle, however, is full of gusto and a seemingly limitless well of energy, so lack of grace aside he's definitely gaining some distance on Claude—eyes wild amidst a torrent of water and flailing limbs]
[ Claude isn't really looking at Denji, except when he reaches the other side of the pool and curls himself around to start swimming back so that he can finish the lap and...
There he is. Like a force of completely ineffectual nature.
For some reason he still kind of scares him though?? Like he's so bad he could be deadly? ]
[that's nice of claude! denji is...probably fine....he's mostly above water just from sheer force of will and intensity of motion
he finally makes it to the opposite wall, and, because he doesn't know how professional swimming races work, takes all the time to get out of the pool, turn around, and jump back in
thankfully (??) this does come with another big cannonball that places him pretty close to Claude, sending a huge wave towards him—still, it'll probably take him a little bit to get his limbs coordinating again]
Glad I could give ya a good fight. And that was only my third time swimmin'! [he plops wetly down on his butt and takes a few moments to catch his breath]
So, you're the swim champion of the day and a deal's a deal. Whatcha gonna make me do?
Hmm....well as long as I only gotta do one thing. That was the deal.
Whatever it is, send me a message or come knockin' when you're ready. I'm gonna go dry off. [he does attempt to shake off like a dog first, though, so hopefully claude's in the splash zone of that]
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After two people have died. Yeah. ]
So, one lap around the pool sound good?
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glad to get out of all that moping he followed Claude to the pool]
Quick and to the point. I like it.
Yeah, one fully-clothed lap, winner gets to make the other do something. [he's doing some half-hearted stretches]
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It's still kind of weird, but it's too late to renege and he settles at the edge of the pool. ]
Fine with me. You want to count us down? Count of three?
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One....
Two....
Th....at's a nice shirt ya got there.
[he grins at his very clever prank]
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Are you trying to catch me cheating?
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Nah, just commentin' on your nice shirt because it gets all wet. Let's do this!
One...
Two...
[a little side wink]
Three!
[and he, like, cannonballs in—his jumping distance farther than Claude may have thought looking at his scrawny build and careless movements]
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Claude's just in awe for a split second before diving into the water! It's cold, but he doesn't mind and he's. Just swimming.
In a straight line.
In it to win it. ]
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Oh, crap! Right!
[he starts to swim towards him and it's just....it's so sad but maybe endearing?? depending on how Claude would feel seeing a puppy struggle to paddle around a pool
Denji's dog paddle, however, is full of gusto and a seemingly limitless well of energy, so lack of grace aside he's definitely gaining some distance on Claude—eyes wild amidst a torrent of water and flailing limbs]
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There he is. Like a force of completely ineffectual nature.
For some reason he still kind of scares him though?? Like he's so bad he could be deadly? ]
...
[ Claude concernedly starts swimming again. ]
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amid gasps for air as his head bobs in and out of the water, Denji spots Claude coming back around]
Gotta speed up! Aaaarrgggh! [someone the "swimming" greatly increases in intensity, with little change to speed
they're about to pass each other]
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That said, it's like swimming toward a whirlpool?? He's taking a detour so that he can avoid him. ]
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he finally makes it to the opposite wall, and, because he doesn't know how professional swimming races work, takes all the time to get out of the pool, turn around, and jump back in
thankfully (??) this does come with another big cannonball that places him pretty close to Claude, sending a huge wave towards him—still, it'll probably take him a little bit to get his limbs coordinating again]
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Anyway, Claude is probably done and is sitting on the edge of the pool. In full clothing, watching in amazement. ]
You can't say he doesn't have heart.
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he climbs out, panting]
Phew, that's a crap ton of work! Swimming sucks!
I almost had ya, though! [did he]
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Is this youth? ]
My heart was pounding! I've never had to swim so hard in my life.
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So, you're the swim champion of the day and a deal's a deal. Whatcha gonna make me do?
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You're pretty strong, aren't you?
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Would you do that for me?
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Not like as a favor or anything but a deal's a deal, right?
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Just tell me what kinda weird thing you want.
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Sound good?
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You got some kinda master plan?
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[ Claude... Master Tactician. ]
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Whatever it is, send me a message or come knockin' when you're ready. I'm gonna go dry off. [he does attempt to shake off like a dog first, though, so hopefully claude's in the splash zone of that]
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