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{白鐘 直斗} // Shirogane Naoto ([personal profile] pishirogane) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity2019-01-23 04:35 pm

[Closed] Happy (Belated) Birthday

Who: Naoto Shirogane and Kanji Tatsumi
When: January 23rd
Where: Sparks Golsaucia
What: It's Kanji's birthday. Why not go to an amusement park to celebrate... at least, that's what one normally wants, right?
Warnings/Notes: Dorks on a date

It's hard to keep their destination a surprise between the tickets, the flight, and approaching the main entrance of PuPuLand, but it can start out as a semi-secret. Due to their adventures into the Library, it just had to be pushed back a few days...

... She hoped he still liked it - the trip and his present later - even if it was belated.

"Where would you like to start?"

It was only the two of them going about the park despite weighing the options of a party with more people. In the end, this would be them on a date... first date? Yes, that sounded right.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-24 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
He was curious as to where they'd be going. The ride gave him a big hint, what with everyone dressed to the nines and talking about what casinos they'd hit and where they'd place their bets, or what shows they'd check out. But he kept himself as in the dark as possible.

But Kanji, big old Kanji, couldn't help practically bouncing when the ship docked and everyone could disembark. He didn't come to Sparks Golsaucia too often, usually for deliveries. Business. But never for pleasure.

Today, he was a country kid in a big bright city. A big bright theme park city. THEME PARK DATE!

H-he could be excited about that, right? Yeah. Hell yeah! 'Course he could!

"The racing chocobos!" He crowed.

"I wanna hug a chocobo. Get my fix. Then we can check out rides n' food n' stuff."
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-24 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Man, I thought about buyin' one, but I think all the sharks and stuff would freak 'em out." He jammed his hands in his pockets and followed along, peering at the map. She'd been to plenty of cities before, so it was best to keep close.

"...Thanks for this, by the way." She didn't need to do this, especially when they were hunting up eidolons, but... this was nice already. Heck, they haven't been anywhere yet, but he enjoyed riding the airship with her.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-24 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Huh... you're right. They freaked out to a point but then that one appeared that kicked more ass than I ever seen a bird!" He was thinking of horses and how skittish they were, but he'd been wrong... chocobos weren't chicken-hearts. Maybe he ought to look into chocobo ownership.

"Wha? Pfft, no. Told the boss I got a date and he pretty much threw me outta the shop n' told me to go have fun. The guys are great, you should meet 'em!" But he was momentarily distracted. One of the biggest rollercoasters had been built practically all over the park, and just then a string of riders had gone careening, whooping and screaming overhead and past, some 80 feet up.

Kanji paled. He walked faster. "That's a little too nuts for me. No thanks, I like life...!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-25 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Kanji stiffened, and stopped walking. Ah, shit, how does he put this...?

"H-hell no! I mean, I ride airships n' stuff all the time. So it ain't the roller coasters. It's..."

He gestured a fist sailing before smashing into an open palm.

"It's the whole 'at any time you could dislodge and smash into curry on the pavement' that freaks me out." But he paused, realizing maybe she liked rides like that. Time for a quick recovery. He turned to face her.

"B-but if ya like to ride stuff like that, then...!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-27 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Height requirements for the safety bars. Right. Yet as he blinked owlishly at her, he seemed to only just realize their height difference. Then he shrugged.

"You pilot airships that don't stick on rails, so you can go anywhere and as high as your ship allows, yeah?" A balled fist.

"So screw 'em!" He paused, released that fist and had a thought. It was clear on his face. B-but he'll wait.

"...Oh yeah, so... that map's got everything on it, right? Where's the best place to eat after we get our chocobo on?"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-27 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
He rubbed his chin. "If they got crepes or an elephant ear stand, that's totally fine fair-food wise. Otherwise we could just grab sandwiches or a burrito somewhere outside in town."

He grinned. Simple boy. But this was another opportunity to investigate what sort of food she liked. It was a mini stake-out. He would play detective.

"So give that some thought, too. I don't need nothin' fancy." Double negative. But he didn't seem to mind it. Instead he marched on ahead for the chocobo stables around the corner. They had to race all day, but did they ever get a hug and a head-ruffle?

Kanji was gonna change that today.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-29 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
It was the smell of hay and bird. Kanji didn't mind either as it seemed the building was abuzz with the upcoming race, handlers racing back and forth to make their final preparations while lines had formed down the street for those who wished to get into their seats. Must've been a major derby of some kind.

Kanji stood tall as a tree among a few kids and some lalafell seeing to it that their investments, their sponsored birds wore the proper logos and were in good shape. The chocobos themselves were passive and a little dopey, so used to being fed damn good food just for running and running.

"Whoa... I didn't know there were black ones. Look at that one, he's like a giant, fluffy crow!" What's his name...?

"Bird o' War. ...Auuugh, he's so cute! I wanna ruffle his little chicken cheeks!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-29 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"I heard about that! I should read up more on chocobos... maybe we'll meet a gold someday. Oi, we got any golds in here?" He paused to flag down one of the lalafell sponsors. She shook her head, but it was more in dismay that they didn't have such rare and valuable birds.

Kanji sighed and approached Bird o' War. Slowly, he reached up for that bird face. Bird o' War canted his head at him, then slowly lowered to meet those hands.

The sound that came from Kanji was... joy? Joy. Totally a little squeal.

"Y-you're so soft... do they take good care of you here, buddy? Fat n' happy?"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-30 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Naoto must have ESPN or something.

"KWEHH!" Kanji was never known for being terribly gentle. The bird went stiff, then used his chest to bump the human until the latter lost his balance and toppled backward into a heap.

Handlers flew in from all sides, immediately on the case to settle down the heckled bird, paying no mind to the tangled pile of Kanji that had started to right himself. It was about to race and stress wasn't going to help its chances.

"Wh-what the hell...! Why me?"
Edited 2019-01-30 02:48 (UTC)
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-30 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"R-right... I went at it like they were horses. So how do people ride 'em?" He hesitated, then took the offered hand. But rather than yank her to the floor, he motored on up and opted for the touch, if anything to soothe his frazzled nerves.

He'd need it, too, as one of the handlers had risen their voice over the din and was asking them to leave. The race was soon going to start and he didn't need to stress out any of the other birds.

Kanji's shoulders had tightened. He wanted to argue, but something held him at bay: Experience. He had a Berserker asterisk. He knew anger. He knew what power it'd give. It had also helped him to learn how to put a damper on his own temper.

But his temper had, unfortunately, reminded him of a recent memory.

"...Tch. Here too, huh?" He glowered.

"Whatever. Let's get outta here."
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-30 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He set his jaw and sent a dark look to the handler, but acquiesced and made for the exits. Once outside, he was ruffling his hair under a palm.

"I, uh... got kicked outta the Ka'Pandol one, too. I was watching Futaba's chocobo. Figured in case she came back she'd want her bird. So that ain't my first."

He sighed, shook his head. "I just remembered that, too. Here I was thinkin' maybe I'd look into my own chocobo, especially to cover more ground while hunting for eidolons."

Then, eyes shifting away, searching the sidewalk for an answer.

"Anyway, I'll get over it. This is supposed to be a good time."
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-30 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, they said I was loitering, and since the names get greyed out when somebody gets sent back home, I didn't really have proof..." Sorry, Chocojiro. He did what he could, but he'd never met a neglected chocobo. He was in good hands.

"Oh, shit, you're right... gotta think about places like that, too. But I dunno much about these fabled gold ones. I mean, there was the ONE when those monsters attacked but nobody's seen it since."

Hmm. Food for thought. Maybe that gold was out there somewhere, and he could ask it for help. Trick is finding out where it lived.

He perked up, then. Sweets. He'd always feel better after sweets. "I'm down! Ain't had a crepe in a long time!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-31 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't spot it first. He smelled it.

It was toasting sugar and cooking egg, warm fruit, chocolate, caramel, and even a hint of bananas coming through between the distinct smell of another stand's burgers, the fry oil and sugary fat of the funnel cake stand.

The sight itself was something to behold, something small, humble and familiar. But the decor seemed to revolve around teddy bears. The mascot on the sign seemed to enjoy a big slab of honey comb in hers.

"...Holy shit, that girl bear's already my favorite. S'like a Sanrio character!"

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