[He beams at her, his grin brighter than his hair the sun.]
Hell yeah, now we're talkin'! That I can do. [Bless you, Makoto.] You ready to rock?
[Ryuji stretches his arms out in front of him, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck like he used to do to prepare for his next race. This is the kind of thing he was born to do. The Phantom Thieving, not... chasing goats... That's an important distinction.
As he bounces between his feet, blue flames begin to swirl at his fingertips and he can feel that rush he's missed so much.]
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his hairthe sun.]Hell yeah, now we're talkin'! That I can do. [Bless you, Makoto.] You ready to rock?
[Ryuji stretches his arms out in front of him, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck like he used to do to prepare for his next race. This is the kind of thing he was born to do. The Phantom Thieving, not... chasing goats... That's an important distinction.
As he bounces between his feet, blue flames begin to swirl at his fingertips and he can feel that rush he's missed so much.]