(ooc- Feel free to have Shiro pick up as much or little of Hunk's grumbling as you want! )
N-no problem! Take your time! [ Hunk laughs, a bit nervous and forced. Is this really happening? Is he going to spar with Shiro? Five minutes never actually means five minutes, it's always less, which tells Hunk he has to get it together, and fast.
So he starts talking to himself as soon as Shiro is out of sight. Not too loud though, he doesn't want to attract any staring. ] Okay, yeah, this is all fine. Just in a crazy weird fantasy world with just one of my friends and no Voltron, no Lions, no Bayards, nothing.
[ He double checks his iMog Slate to triple-verify that he is using Magitek Knight. ] Of all the jobs here, I picked the one that makes me cook and eat my enemies and one that makes me use a gun-sword.
[ He strolls with all the tension of someone who has no idea what he's doing over to a barrel of training swords, and grabs two larger, two-handed ones, and returns to where he and Shiro were talking ] I could've picked the one with a real gun, but no, why would I do that?
[ Hunk drops the second sword to the ground with all the poise and grace of a wrecking ball, and starts taking some practice swings. With every exhalation, with each word getting more exasperated his swings got harder. ] They can have magic sword bullets and people can summon crazy beasts but they can't figure out how to get rid of reloading in a normal gun?! Come on, Vaikuntha, where are your priorities?
[ And then he sighs and directs all of his attention into practice swings with the sword. ]
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N-no problem! Take your time! [ Hunk laughs, a bit nervous and forced. Is this really happening? Is he going to spar with Shiro? Five minutes never actually means five minutes, it's always less, which tells Hunk he has to get it together, and fast.
So he starts talking to himself as soon as Shiro is out of sight. Not too loud though, he doesn't want to attract any staring. ] Okay, yeah, this is all fine. Just in a crazy weird fantasy world with just one of my friends and no Voltron, no Lions, no Bayards, nothing.
[ He double checks his iMog Slate to triple-verify that he is using Magitek Knight. ] Of all the jobs here, I picked the one that makes me cook and eat my enemies and one that makes me use a gun-sword.
[ He strolls with all the tension of someone who has no idea what he's doing over to a barrel of training swords, and grabs two larger, two-handed ones, and returns to where he and Shiro were talking ] I could've picked the one with a real gun, but no, why would I do that?
[ Hunk drops the second sword to the ground with all the poise and grace of a wrecking ball, and starts taking some practice swings. With every exhalation, with each word getting more exasperated his swings got harder. ] They can have magic sword bullets and people can summon crazy beasts but they can't figure out how to get rid of reloading in a normal gun?! Come on, Vaikuntha, where are your priorities?
[ And then he sighs and directs all of his attention into practice swings with the sword. ]