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[beastboi]

You've reached Beast Boy! Need me to kick some butt? I'll do it! Leave a number after the-

[BEEEEEEEEEEEP]

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9.2; 1/a bunch

[rosegroomed]

[Out of the blue, Gar gets a text.]

Where are you? I'm waiting.

[rosegroomed]

[And...another.]

Are you that much of a coward not to face me when you were asking for the challenge? I should have expected this from a child.

[rosegroomed]

[And another.]

I bet you're afraid to even show your face--how cowardly. I can't believe someone as weak and frightened as you is able to talk such a big game.

[rosegroomed]

I bet you're too scared to even reply. What a weakling.

5/5

[rosegroomed]

[Until he responds, Gar will receive a series of incresingly less blurry pictures of a sword lying on concrete floor, occasionally with Saionji's very nice shoes in the frame. Each is captioned with "Coward.".]

1/3

[beastboi]

uhhhhhh who are you i think you have the wrong number!!!!

2/3

[beastboi]

WAAAAAAAIT

rip

[beastboi]

why would i stand there waiting for like a month!!! this is so DUMB! youre DUMB!

[rosegroomed]

Sure sounds like chickening out to me.

text > action

[beastboi]

shut up!!!! wait there!
i'll actually show up ON TIME

[He doesn't bring a weapon, or prepare himself at all or- really do anything aside from go bird mode and swoop over to the lot fast enough to leave himself a little breathless. Gar honestly can't even remember why this all started, but Saionji's string of texts was enough to get him riled up all over again, and when he lands and dusts himself off, he shoots a glare in the other boys direction.]

Toldja! So, how you wanna do this? First to tag out? I bet you won't last five minutes!!