[Open] Dip, dip, and swing....

[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka waits beside the canoe, which is drawn up in a foot of water with its bow on the sand. Two paddles are in the bottom of the boat. Friends and strangers, all welcome

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[surfaceshine]

Dean knows Hisoka has been working diligently on the canoe, and that it was to the paint-drying stage; that's why the first day warm enough to not really, really regret getting wet (because Dean has done some jobs in boats, yeah, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have realistic expectations for this little excursion), he makes his way down to the lake, shading his eyes to see ahead of him until he spots the familiar shape of his friend.

Well before he's within conversational range, he calls rather more loudly than is strictly necessary, in mock affront: "Dude! What happened to canary yellow?!"

[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka's eyes light up as he sees Dean coming down the hill. He calls back, "I decided it was for canaries!"

He waits for the man to reach the narrow strip of sand and pebbles that separates the coarse grass from the water. "We're gonna get out feet wet, dude. If you didn't wear expendable footgear, I brought an extra pair of tennies." He holds up the canvas shoes, which he asked the Plothole for, that morning -- one pair of deck shoes, in Dean Winchester's size.

[surfaceshine]

Dean grins, waves an arm dismissively, and keeps coming, unfazed by the change in terrain; his comfortable CAT boots navigate dirt and stones and sand fearlessly, but he's brought up short when Hisoka raises the shoes into view. The hunter pauses in shoving the sleeves of his tan henley up his forearms, both eyebrows raised dubiously but his expression otherwise disbelievingly blank. Then he snorts.

"Dude, whatever," he says firmly, shaking his head like it's a foregone conclusion. "I don't do tennies. I'd rather go barefoot."

Not that he's moving to remove his boots, mind.

[in_summer_leaf]

"Okay, have soggy feet, then," says Hisoka, tossing the terrible canvas shoes onto the sand. He wades into the water, goes to the far end of the canoe, grips and starts to drag it so that the bow, which is towards Dean, begins to move off the sand. "Grab the front end, and give it a shove, then!"

One good heave should have the whole length of the canoe floating, and then they can both hop in.

[villageson]

11-12 has seen neither a canoe nor a river or lake before he'd arrived at the Mansion. But he sees Hisoka and offers him a wave.

[in_summer_leaf]

Hisoka greets him with a smile. "Hey, 11-12! I'm glad you could make it!" He indicates the boat. "This is it!" And he holds up a pair of canvas shoes, which he snagged from the Plothole that morning -- one pair of deck shoes, in 11-12's size. "In case your feet get wet, I brought these for you." (Hisoka himself is wearing an ancient pair of canvas shoes he brought with him from the previous world, and has his pantlegs rolled up to just below the knee.)

[villageson]

"Thanks. So what do we do?"

[in_summer_leaf]

This time, Hisoka has the boat pointed out towards the lake, with the stern end barely resting on the sand. "Just step into the boat, go to the front and sit down. And grab a paddle. I'm gonna hop in in a minute."

[daddyissuesjnr]

Melou's heading down to the lake. It's one of his favourite places to spend time, not that he would admit it.

He hadn't counted on someone else being there, though, so when he spots Hisoka he stops and stands there, awkwardly, trying to decide whether or not he should just turn around and walk back to the house.

[in_summer_leaf]

"Hello," says Hisoka. His voice is friendly.

[daddyissuesjnr]

"Good day," Melou returns, a bit hesitantly, like he's not sure whether or not he should speak with Hisoka.

[in_summer_leaf]

"You look a little surprised," says Hisoka.

[knightalmasy]

Stalking around the lake shore, Seifer approaches where Hisoka is all set up.

He pauses, crossing his arms. "What's all this?"

[in_summer_leaf]

"Just finished building my boat," responds Hisoka, cheerfully, "already took it out for a solo spin, and now we're open to the public."

[knightalmasy]

It's difficult to tell whether he's impressed or not. "Hmph. Maybe later," and he turns to continue walking along the edge of the water.

[Wrapping them up quickly... He'll disappear soon after.]

[in_summer_leaf]

"Take it easy, then," calls Hisoka, in Seifer's direction.

[We can wrap right here, if you like.^^]

[cute_shinigami]

Here's someone who's been looking forward to a canoe trip, and on seeing Hisoka standing by the canoe, Tsuzuki lets out a squeal of delight. "Cool! You finished building your canoe? It's beautiful! Can I go for a ride, please?" he asks, puppy-like.

[in_summer_leaf]

"Of course you can," replies Hisoka. "Hop in, and we'll shove off." This time he has the craft parked with it's rear end on the sand, and he gestures for Tsuzuki to step in and go to the front seat.

[cute_shinigami]

"Don't need to tell me twice!" he says, hopping into the canoe. The craft might rock menacingly, but it doesn't tip. Not yet anyway.

[in_summer_leaf]

As soon as Tsuzuki has taken his seat and the boat has ceased its perilous rocking, Hisoka grabs the stern and heaves. He has a sailor's sinews, and the boat slides smoothly into the water. He hops in, grabs a paddle, and they glide forward. "Want to try your hand at paddling, Tsuzuki?" he asks. Taking his life in his hands. "...or shall I be the gondolier?" He clears his throat and sings, "O solo mio..."