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[dogbitesman]

William had woken up at the usual, early time. He had, upon waking, the realization that he'd been wasting his mornings; all that prime, crisp early air ignored in favour of sitting in a stuffy island? Bugger that for a lark, he was going for a swim. And while the water was not a proper, bracing temperature - it was best if you had to break some

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[oscaroscaroscar]

For once, Felix was making the most of his day. It seemed like he spent all his time around here cleaning or complaining about his sinuses and never took the time to enjoy the fact that hey, he was in a tropical paradise. No tedious job, no annoying roommate, no nagging ex-wife, no alimony payments... it was amazing!

It was wandering his way up one of the beaches, enjoying the feel of the cool water seeping through his shoes (in retrospect, he probably should have taken them off first, but why bother now?) and enjoying a large, hastily-made boar meat sandwich, that he ran into someone else who seemed to be digging things just as much as he was.

"Heya," he said casually through a mouthful of sandwich, giving a little wave. "Just hacking around, eh, buddy?"

[dogbitesman]

"Sure am, my good man," William said, placing his hand firmly in the air as he waved back. "Taking in this splendid island we have at our disposal. Good eats?"

[oscaroscaroscar]

"Oh yeah, it's great," Felix nodded, still chewing all the while and thrusting the sandwich forward towards the guy. "'S boar. Want a bite?"

[dogbitesman]

"Ooh, don't know if I do, sport," William said, pursing his lips and frowning at it. "Boar flu, you know?"

[oscaroscaroscar]

"...boar what?" Felix asked, frowning as he took another bite, a sizable chunk of meat falling out of the other end and into the water. Quickly, he bent over, scooping it up before it could get too sandy and doing his best to wipe it off on his shirt. "That doesn't sound too serious."

[dogbitesman]

"Oh, it's very serious. Deadly, probably," said William, who couldn't remember where he'd even heard of boar flu. It was bound to exist, boars were very dirty. "You'd come over all... you know, boar-ish."

[oscaroscaroscar]

"Like how, I'd grow tusks?" Felix frowned, thoughtfully contemplating the soggy piece of cold meat in his hand. Figuring he'd take his chances, he popped it into his mouth.

Needed more ketchup.

[dogbitesman]

"Absolutely," William said, making a mental note to remember that. It had a certain something to it. "And then they restrict your breathing, because, hey. Big old tusks popping out of your mouth."

[oscaroscaroscar]

"Do you realize how ridiculous you sound right now?" he asked, looking at the man curiously. Honestly, panicking over some silly, made-up sounding ailment? It was more than a little absurd.

[dogbitesman]

"You think I should wind* it back?" William said, looking a little concerned. He shrugged. "Okay, maybe not tusks. Would you believe a ravenous hunger for truffles?"

*Dials were less common on the Disc.

[oscaroscaroscar]

"I'd believe a ravenous hunger for anything right about now," Felix muttered, mostly to himself and his sandwich, before getting curious again. "What is this all about, anyway? Is there a pig flu or not?"

[dogbitesman]

William looked shiftily to the side, and thumbed his nose before looking back at the man. "Well... there could be. And that's what's important, right?"

[oscaroscaroscar]

"Important to who?"

Felix was pretty sure he wasn't following where this conversation was either going or coming from in the least, but the guy still seemed friendly enough.

[dogbitesman]

"Oh, sorry, I haven't introduced myself!" William said, slapping himself in the forehead. He stuck out a hand. "I'm William, I do the paper thing. With the news in."

[oscaroscaroscar]

"Mmmm," Felix gave a hum of understanding, roughly wiping his palm off on his pants before reaching out to shake. "I'm Felix, I normally read the 'paper thing'. Haven't bothered yet today, though. So it's for that, then." He nodded a few times before frowning.

"Wait, so you're making up the news?"

[dogbitesman]

"I wouldn't say making up," William said, "I'd say making interesting. It's always so boring, don't you think? Blah blah council project, blah blah running water, blah blah classifieds."