The Duck Pond in the Park, Tuesday (10/02)

[ditheringangel]

Az had returned to the park. It was quiet there, the shade was nice, and there weren't a thousand annoying friendly people about trying to get him to stop and talk.

Or giving him Looks. He hadn't appreciated that at all.

So here he was, on a bench by the pond, tossing pebbles into the water and watching the ducks squawk irritably at him.

[ooc: Expect bouts of SP from me today, please.]