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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 2019-01-29 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?"
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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."
topgun_textiles: (Wait.. y'sure?)

[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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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-01-31 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
How long had it been...? Oh, man. But now that he thought about it:

"Never had honeycomb before. I think I'll go with their special." He pointed to the description. Peanut butter, bananas and honeycomb. The sign also warned them to watch out for bees. And bears.

"I'll eat like a bear! Bring on the bees!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-02-01 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
This person looked as if they'd been making crepes their entire life: Batter poured, swirled, then flipped in less than 20 seconds. Peanut butter, bananas and a nice chunk of honeycomb went into Kanji's, topped with a cookie shaped like a teddy bear and a pair of bees. Naoto's was a French-style creme fraiche and seasonal fruit, topped with a flower cookie decorated with more bees.

"...I need to make crepes at home..." Of course, Kanji was hypnotized through the entire process. They were so complex, yet took almost no ingredients at all to make. He was passed his crepe with thanks, but he had to just stare at it a bit.

"And find some beekeepers in Inaba. There's gotta be some...!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-02-01 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I got round pans, sure. I think if I ladle in a little batter and swirl it I can replicate it without all the paddles or whatever. Honeycomb's the hard part... actually, hold on-"

He took a very, very large bite. Soft and sweet. Very gooey, too. This was amazing. He had to eat a bear's lunch like a bear, right?

"Oh my godpf-" He had to mutter around a full mouth. Give him a second... okay.

"This is fuckin' awesome! H-have a bite of mine!"
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-02-03 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Boy's a mess. But he stopped to sort of clean himself up and get his shit together. Sorry for the crumbs...

"Yeah! A... hrggmh." The fuck was he thinking!? He'd read comics about this! Shows talked about this all the time, too! She'd think he was being a pushy punk, in-i-in-inflicting an in-indirect--

"I'M SORRY! I sh-should've asked! I ain't that kinda guy!" A sweep of an arm, forming a barrier, NO PERVING HERE, NO SIR!

"B-but if you wanted to share some with me, that's- I-I give permission, it's cool!" Why did he say that
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-02-04 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She wanted a bite anyway!? Wh-what did she mean by that? Should he be picking up on a signal that he wasn't? He can't just ask her!

Instead, he mechanically offered his crepe. Before, he'd worried about sharing umbrellas because they'd be seen as a couple. But... now they actually were, so maybe he needed to find out how to calm down.

"I'm, uh... s-still learning, y'know? I mean, y'know what they say about stuff like this, don'tcha?" Now the crepe stand employee, a rather curious human, was casually hiding herself behind her stand to watch the scene. This was why she had this job: To watch dorks like these.
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2019-02-05 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
To explain or not to explain. To explain or not to explain?! Maybe he shouldn't. Let's not make today terrible. He shook his head.

"N-nevermind, it's pretty dumb...!" Because it was, and yet it made too much sense to him too. Dumb, but logical. Now she had a bite and he had to just... avoid that spot... at all costs.

"Yeah, I figured, since you ain't much for sweets... but you can cross honeycomb off the 'I've Had' list." He was happy enough to dig into his own. Something about the warm banana and peanut butter really did the job for him. He'll subtly remain keen on finding out if she avoided anything in her own crepe. He was still figuring out what she liked, after all.

"So, what kinda parks n' fairs have ya been to? I'm sure you've seen a bunch all over the world."

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