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[hiswifeahorse]

WHAT An autumn day in the park
WHERE The park, or out & about
WHEN Day 57, probably

[It's a bit chilly, but the air is crisp and leaves crunch underfoot if you're making your way through the park—on an #aesthetic walk, maybe, taking pictures for Instagram.]

[There . . . was a 20-year-old farmhand hanging out on a bench playing around with an acoustic guitar, occasionally working up to a melody. But now there's an older-looking gentleman wearing the same clothes, with mostly-white hair and looking, uh, very confused.]

[. . . after a moment he just haltingly finishes off that song. Because what else do you do in this sort of situation.]

[Vanyel, previously twicebonded is All Aged Up. Feel free to recognize him, or not. Stats here.]

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[abardacttofollow]

[MAKES A STRANGLED NOISE]

Hrrkg?

[hiswifeahorse]

—ashke.

[mindinthegittern]

[he doesn't want to interrupt their moment but he is... hov...ering... in the background]

[ahorseforgood]

[after he's done talking to Van and either before or during his conversation with Medren, depending on how you two want to play it, he gets a rather startling sudden Mindspoken thought; Yfandes's tone is alive with a peculiar sort of exasperation.]

:Stefen.:

[chasethedragon]

[ he was probably heading to the lake.

Stopping immediately to stare at him, though, troubled. ]

[hiswifeahorse]

[looks at him blankly for a long moment, then relaxes into a shy smile]

. . . it seems that—I may have changed a little.

[selfidentitytheft]

[pppauses in his route of picking up park litter]

...cool I've been clocked in 15 minutes and I've already seen the weirdest thing to happen this shift.

[hiswifeahorse]

. . . I'm very sorry about that.

[mindinthegittern]

[in the tone of someone who is Aggressively Rolling With It]

Don't jinx yourself.

[deathblossomisready]

[uh.]

[hiswifeahorse]

[l-lifts a hand in greeting]

Hello again.

[splashofbourbon]

[UHM]

...nice tune there?

[hiswifeahorse]

. . . I've had a few years to practice.

[mindinthegittern]

[ l o l ]

[abardacttofollow]

[makes a wheezing sound at]

[mindinthegittern]

[does a COMPLETE double take.



then schools himself in the few steps it takes to get all the way over to the bench.]

Hey, Uncle Van. Is there something different about you today? Can't quite place it... there is something, though, right? New jacket? New haircut?

[hiswifeahorse]

[. . . huffs, shoulders relaxing]

New guitar. Care to get introduced?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ ...

applauds politely? because what else do you do in this sort of situation ]

[hiswifeahorse]

Oh . . . hello, there.

1/2

[defendless]

[Zeno only really met him the once but he has a very good memory for faces, and more experience recognizing people after years and years than he'd like to admit.

So yeah, he recognizes Vanyel, really just passing by after the swap, but...]

2/2

[defendless]

[he draws to a halt, frozen, caught trying to figure out if that much time has passed even though he thought it was only recently they'd met? Or maybe quiet mounds is up to something? But at the moment he doesn't know which it is and that throws him off.

Basically: staring.]

[ahorseforgood]

[there's something like a DISGRUNTLED STUNNED SILENCE IN THE BACK OF VAN'S HEAD, when he gets around to becoming aware of it outside all of the other people remarking on his sudden status as a silver fox

if anyone comes to find Yfandes, she's STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIELD with her ears flat back and her back humped in pure exasperation.]

[selfidentitytheft]

[coming to find her shortly after running into van, he may have skipped out on his shift early oops]

Uhhhhhhh?

[hiswifeahorse]

[oh, oh dear]

:. . . 'Fandes?:

[laqueus]

...Interesting party trick.

[hiswifeahorse]

Indeed, though I'm not altogether certain I could do it on command.