concoursec | Boxing Field Trip

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Boxing Field Trip

Character(s): Tom Bronson, Touma Norstein, Edward Elric, Billy Cranston, Chris Ramirez, Rainbow Dash, Damian Wayne, Sigyn, Espio, (+ any student/SeeD who signed up)
Location: Winhill
Rating: PG-13
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Tom and Touma take kids on a field trip to discover new opponents and learn more about the wonderful world of Boxing! So far, so good... right? Backdated to Saturday afternoon.

[Friday had been uneventful, as far as field trips went. Tom and Touma had requested Espio's help with flying the Ragnarok to Winhill, where the Cadets got a tour of the old boxing studio before attempting a few rounds... as well as a good meal from one of the local inns and a few (tolerable) remarks from some of the townspeople.

Saturday, everyone'd woken up bright and early so that they could take in the sights before heading down to the same inn for lunch. Tom was more than thrilled that everything was going so well; after all, it was his first field trip that he was in charge of, and it was going along pretty well!

This afternoon, they'd meet one of Tom's acquaintances, who was schooled in this world's form of Boxing, and get to witness Touma going against him before attempting to learn a few new moves from this "master of Boxing."

But first? Lunch! Tom's more than grateful for the spread of sandwiches, salads, and various beverages. There's also home baked cookies, for those who believe in dessert before lunch, but Tom won't judge too harshly if someone does stack up on dessert.

It's a lull in the midst of activity, and honestly? Tom's kind of grateful as he takes a seat at one of the empty tables. He's needed some time to think about the (tight) schedule they're on - at Touma's insistence, of course.]

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Okay, but how could you tell? She wouldn't even know what you expect her to be like. She'd just be a stranger with the same face. Last few times I met one of those, well, it didn't really work out for either of us. [It'll take a cartoon ball of violence to stop him spacing out again at this rate. Or a short joke, which amounts to the same thing.]

...If it helps, there's two of my friends here who aren't normal at all. Pinkie Pie is human, and doesn't seem to think that's anything weird, but she still remembers me. Applejack... well, it's a human with that name who's a lot like her, but she doesn't know ANYthing about ANYpony.

So I do get what you're saying.

[Actually? That does help.

He's not going to show it, of course.] See? It's weird. And honestly, the guy I know is a pain! I wouldn't want to see him around here anyway! But if I don't get a choice about putting up with his smug face, it could at least be the one that belongs to him.

[Sigh.]

So... how's your weekend going?

Sure it's weird, but this whole thing is weird, and if you let that get you down you're just going to be sad and miserable. And that's NO way to live.

That's why I'm enjoying this trip! [She puts on a few feet of height or so, to sweep her hooves over their surroundings.] We're out in a town, no homework, good food, and we've been seeing some cool sights! Makes a good weekend in my book.

Yeah, it's not bad. Could use less of the weird looks and whispering, though. [He'd understand if it was just the pony and the chameleon they had problems with, but seriously, wearing a coat and gloves in the middle of summer isn't that strange...]

Ignore 'em.

[Rainbow Dash is perfectly willing and able to furiously pretend she isn't bothered by those looks and whispers, despite the total hair-trigger she's developed even around Garden towards people who act like a talking pony is weird or unusual. (As opposed to just saying so but treating her normally, so Ed gets a pass there.)]

Hey, I could care less about them. You know, military dog, it comes with the territory. But it's kind of harsh on everyone else when we're not doing anything regular tourists wouldn't, isn't it? Hell, most of us aren't even freaky-looking to begin with. ...No offense. [Because he's probably closer to that end of the spectrum, if he's honest.]

[She briefly envisions 'military dog' along the lines of 'Diamond Dog'. But no, it HAS to be metaphorical.]

Kind of reminds me of flight school, honestly.

Thought you said you didn't have any normal people back there to eyeball you. [He grins. At least he's feeling well enough to be obtuse.] But seriously, you? You don't really seem like the type who'd get picked on much.

Me? Of course not, why would I be picked on? I meant other ponies.

[She says that entirely too fast and firmly to be believable.]

Yeah, why would they pick on you? [Sensitivity, what's that?] Can't be for breaking every law of mechanics there is if there're enough of you flying around to set up a school for it. Maybe it's just 'cause there aren't that many of you here, but you ponies all seem about as weird as each other to me.

...You probably don't want to hear that my best friend in school was a griffon, do you.

[He's giving her a look. There's not really enough room in this place to do a full-on face-fault without someone else's chair getting in the way, but the sentiment is there.]

Sure, I can buy that. And hey, guess what? My brother's a tin can.

[You said it like it's a joke, so Rainbow's gonna laugh at the joke.]

No, really! I don't hang out with her any more, but she was!

[If he didn't joke about it, he'd have to start moping again...]

What else you got there? Dragons? If I took one of those fairytale picture books for kids and opened it at random, who would that be, one of your neighbours?

[Whoops, that might've crossed a bit of a line.]

...Hey. Watch it. Twilight probably doesn't talk</>i> about him because she misses him so much, but her assistant and friend Spike is a dragon. I miss him too, but it's gotta be a lot worse for her.

[He doesn't skip a beat.] Yeah, well, we're all missing someone. You probably have a home you're missing, too. Tiptoeing around it isn't gonna help. [But he is going to make a mental note not to bring that up again in a hurry.]

Yeah, but, you know. You pretend it doesn't bother you and sometimes the pretending helps a little, right? I just don't want you upsetting Twilight by making some dragon joke.

[She'll actually credit him with not WANTING to upset Twilight, for that matter. Rainbow seems to think he's an okay guy under the hair-trigger temper and general being-obnoxious-ness. Not out of any sense of him being a kindred spirit in any respect at all, of course.]

Yeah, I get it. I heard you the first time. [If he sounds irritated, it's... because he's just generally irritable, obviously, but also because the description is more applicable than he wants to admit.]

Though if we're talking jokes now, what I said about the tin can? That wasn't one.

[He's pretty damn sure she won't understand any of the implications, and why can't he weird her out for a change? Okay, it might not be enough given all the stuff Rainbow seems to consider normal, but he can try!]

...I'm gonna wait for you to explain that, because him really being a actual honest-to-Celestia tin can just raises too many questions.

[Like, 'what's inside?'.]

Okay, not literally tin. He's mostly just steel. [Totally an explanation! And also no longer true, but that would just be making things complicated.]

So he's a steel can.

[You are losing her willingness to believe...]

[See how it feels when you start rambling about griffons and things, Rainbow?]

Yeah, that's right. His name's Al. He's an alchemist too. [Present tense. Definitely present tense.]

[Nope, because griffons and dragons are sensible and reasonable ~~and Dash is a total hypocrite~~]

And a steel can.

[She's still stuck on this point... mainly because she knows of no way to take that other than literally.]

That's what I said. [...Fine, he'll relent a bit.] Can, suit of armour, close enough.

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