Shigeo had mentioned the dojo, and how he was enjoying karate, and that Ritsu should try too. So he's shown up and is looking around the area, just a polite young man at first appearance, trailed by his little creature omen, which looks something like the Pokemon Wooper but a little more axolotl-shaped.
"Ah, excuse me, do you know where I might sign up for classes?"
— SKATEBOARDING
This isn't something Ritsu has ever done before, but he also has that physical gift that means most sports just come naturally to him, even if he isn't ever going to be the very best. Whether it's catching something thrown to him or enduring a marathon, his body just does what he wants.
So after a little bit of careful watching, and then a little more practicing his feet positions and balance, Ritsu gets on a board and finds himself skating along on it no problem. He's independent, doesn't ask for help or instruction, just does his best to try it.
Probably this wouldn't be super interesting if he wasn't wearing Mob's borrowed clothes. Ritsu looks incredibly like his brother, not even a whole year younger, and while he tends to spike up his bowl cut when his hair is sweaty and dishevelled it's hard to tell he isn't just Shigeo. Especially when he overbalances his first attempt at a trick and uses his esper abilities to catch himself, a faint glow of aura lifting and stabilizing him before he can faceplant in the concrete.
— SEWING
Ritsu knows sewing is an important skill for someone in the family to have, since he's seen his mother mending things with careful stitches, and he thinks he'll probably be better at it than any disasterous previous cooking attempts. So he's been sitting and concentrating for the last hour or so, practicing his stitching, curled in over the practice piece in his lap. Just like his neat handwriting, each stitch is well placed and even.
He looks up when someone approaches, ready to proudly show off his careful work, and —
Oh no, Ritsu. The lifting of the fabric pulls up his tshirt too, and he suddenly starts to sweat as he realizes he's accidentally sewn his project to his clothes.
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Shigeo had mentioned the dojo, and how he was enjoying karate, and that Ritsu should try too. So he's shown up and is looking around the area, just a polite young man at first appearance, trailed by his little creature omen, which looks something like the Pokemon Wooper but a little more axolotl-shaped.
"Ah, excuse me, do you know where I might sign up for classes?"
— SKATEBOARDING
This isn't something Ritsu has ever done before, but he also has that physical gift that means most sports just come naturally to him, even if he isn't ever going to be the very best. Whether it's catching something thrown to him or enduring a marathon, his body just does what he wants.
So after a little bit of careful watching, and then a little more practicing his feet positions and balance, Ritsu gets on a board and finds himself skating along on it no problem. He's independent, doesn't ask for help or instruction, just does his best to try it.
Probably this wouldn't be super interesting if he wasn't wearing Mob's borrowed clothes. Ritsu looks incredibly like his brother, not even a whole year younger, and while he tends to spike up his bowl cut when his hair is sweaty and dishevelled it's hard to tell he isn't just Shigeo. Especially when he overbalances his first attempt at a trick and uses his esper abilities to catch himself, a faint glow of aura lifting and stabilizing him before he can faceplant in the concrete.
— SEWING
Ritsu knows sewing is an important skill for someone in the family to have, since he's seen his mother mending things with careful stitches, and he thinks he'll probably be better at it than any disasterous previous cooking attempts. So he's been sitting and concentrating for the last hour or so, practicing his stitching, curled in over the practice piece in his lap. Just like his neat handwriting, each stitch is well placed and even.
He looks up when someone approaches, ready to proudly show off his careful work, and —
Oh no, Ritsu. The lifting of the fabric pulls up his tshirt too, and he suddenly starts to sweat as he realizes he's accidentally sewn his project to his clothes.
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