☽ A Lake and Some Ducks

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Characters: Minato and you
Location: Lake in the park
Time: Whenever...? It's daytime.
Style: Whatever works o/
Status: Opeeen I'm off hiatus now really

[This is Minato

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[chairplay]

[creeps up behind and...................

shoves into the lake]

[1/2]

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[FLAILING]

[2/2]

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[SPLASH.

a few minutes later there is a protag resurfacing and blinking soggily.

Then a duck pecks at his head.]

...?

[chairplay]

[hands stuffed into jacket and standing at the edge of the pond as he watches Minato.]

He went that way.

[nods off to the side]

[dystopiadreams]

*Whee! Selphie's feeling better. Still not 100% fantastic, but she's at least OUTSIDE THE HOUSE. She needed the fresh air, and she wanted to visit the lake. She's brought a small picnic with her too - looks like her apetite has picked up. And then she spies Minato. He looks so cute and at peace, so Selphie puts down her basket and tip toes silently up behind him, ready to pounce*

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[He would be glad that she's feeling better!

If he'd noticed.

As it is, he's absorbed in his task (and his headphones) and doesn't exactly seem to notice her stepping closer...]

[dystopiadreams]

*Watch out Minato! Selphie's jumped up onto his back, her arms linking around his neck*

Hiiii!~~~

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[Flailing failing--!

And he manages to regain his balance before they both tumble into the lake.]

Ah...Selphie-chan?

[heroistics]

[Believe it or not, Renton has never really seen this kind of scene, and so when he does, quietly approaching as to not scare off the ducks, he can't help but let out an-]

Awwww...

[The ducks. ;A;]

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[...???

He blinks, looking up mid grabbing some more bread, and on seeing Renton, removes his headphones.]

Renton-kun...? Would you like to give them some?

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[*^*]

Could I?

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[....he will never tire of Renton's excitement for what he considers mundane.

In response he simply offers the bag.]

Of course.

[demoniacals]

[... Tiir really isn't so used to staying in a 'human establishment'-at least, not for this long. It's always been about being on the move for him, or at least away from anyone but his own people.

Unfortunately, he's resigned himself to the fact that he's stuck here. Still, he prefers the more peaceful areas, where he feels more at ease than in the streets.

... Except today. Or rather, now, because damn it, he remembers this guy-

... Maybe he should just leave before he's spotted.]

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[Sadly for Tiir, he's been spotted already. It was a chance glance, and Minato blinks, recognizing him--

!

...

And then he removes his headphones and pauses, hesitating.]

...Good afternoon, Tiir-san.

[An inclined head and he turns back to the ducks for a moment, scattering the handful of bread that he had.]

[demoniacals]

[... Well then.

A smirk, in a nonchalant tone-]

Ah, it's you. Still the same attitude, I see.

[He then looks to the ducks, a less smug-disdainful?-expression on his face.

... Feeding them would be the kind of thing that the kids probably would've liked to do, he can't help but think.]

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[Headtiiiilt. He had assumed that was a given. Was he going to change his attitude...? Of course not.

He blinks instead, noting that expression, and offers some of the bread.]

Would you like to feed them?

[flowerywinter]

*She heaves a little sigh of relief as she carries a box in her arms. She isn't wearing her stupid pirate hat anymore (thank goodness), but the crew still insisted that she should take some rum home. And with big hairy men almost threateningly being nice to her, Fuuka couldn't refuse.

... Oh. Wait is that Minato.*

Minato-kun? What are you doing?

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[...oh!

He blinks, glancing over to her and pulling off one headphone absently.]

Ah...Hello, Fuuka-chan. I'm...feeding the ducks.

[Don't ask, okay. It's a protag thing. Blink, blink, box...?]

What do you have?

[flowerywinter]

Feeding the ducks? *giggles* I guess that's a hobby too.

Oh, this. It's - *she hesitates, shifting the box a little.* It's a present from a pirate crew. It's a box of, um, rum.

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[He has all of the hobbies, Fuuka. All of them. And he blinks.]

...Rum.

Well. If you don't want to drink it, I think there are some recipes that call for using rum.