[Afternoon, Thor! Here's a kid you're used to seeing with a scowl on his face by now, and there it is again. He looks pale, wide-eyed, and he's soaking wet. Judging by the way the feed keeps bobbing up and down, chances are pretty good he's on a boat. And he's not too thrilled about it.]Hey, uh, Naoto? Not to call you out in public, but since we
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I don't think he's gonna hurt you.
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I can see its bad, but complaining's only gonna make it worse. Be a man and take it.
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C'mon, that's not fair. Besides this is nothing like fishing is supposed to be! By now I should be shipwrecked on an island full of beautiful girls eating seven different kinds of honey.
[Hrk.]
Or at least sitting around listening to a deck full of old men tell crazy stories and myths. And learning how to sail by the stars! But I can't even stay on my feet. The ground is always moving! This is all wrong.
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That and you have some wild dreams.
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[Grumble, grumble.]
Anyway, what's wrong with dreams like that? If we're all going to die in the vacuum of space can't we at least have some fun first?
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Like two or three girls on a beach. And you have to specify what kind of girls they are. Lot of different types out there.
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[Considering pause.]
Yeah. As long as they aren't scary fish people it's fine.
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But yeah, fish people would be kinda weird.
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Somehow I think it's not only me. But now I'm curious what else I should be worried about? Actually-never mind. I probably don't want to know.
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That and asking for more than one if you don't know exactly what you're doing in every aspect, you're asking for all sorts of trouble.
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When it comes to fantasy I work best with-
[Whatever else he's going to say is interrupted by a particularly violent lurch of the boat, which knocks him right off of his ass since it can't knock him off of his feet. The guide skids away across the floor a few feet, then back past him on the rollback. Yosuke closes his eyes and curses quietly, and then out loud.]
Shit! I think [swallow] a verbal testament should work, right? Let's see. I leave my music to Chie, and whatever is left of the ice cream. Oh, and my -hic- shoes for her stupid dog. The ones I'm not wearing, since these will probably be adrift.
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[Also what are you doing trying to give a will.]
...Boat's not that bad.
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Easy for you to say!
[He wastes a few seconds on a dirty look, then gets unsteadily to his feet again and grabs for the railing. Which he sets the guide on, then almost drops it when the boat hits another swell. After a short pause there is some jiggling, and a bit of chord appears in front of the feed. Yep, you're being tied to the railing, dude. Clearly Yosuke is in an extremely sane state of mind at the moment.]
Let me know when you change your mind.
[Thump. He's out of sight now, but that was pretty obviously Yosuke dropping back down to the deck. And not doing his job at all. For the time being, your view is the rise and swell of the emerald sea. It's definitely choppy, and a bit more violent than usual to match the overcast skies. Up, down. Up, down. Up, down. It could lull some people to sleep.]
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[So... He'll just set it aside and do something else until he gets back.If he does.]
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[After a while Yosuke starts checking the baskets which isn't much entertainment, unless you count the fact that he falls on his ass twice more during the process. Great conversation, huh?]
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