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WHAT IN PERSON, YA FOOLS
WHERE anywhere
WHEN Day 8, evening

[ it's beginning to be summer -- or something like that, sort of. late spring? the weather has been warming up is the point and in the twilight of, well, now, the fireflies have also come out.

twinkling little stars that are actually bugs. Rather, slightly larger than the normal firefly -- in fact, perhaps they seem more like will o' the wisp sized.

But still, a lovely summer. If you follow one they may lead you (crashing into) the path of someone else.

Or the lake.

Definitely also the lake. ]

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Dunno much.

[ does he really look the type to care abt that now. Really. ]

[Not in the slightest, but it was worth a shot.]

Jeez. Your type is always so worry free.

If you start going hungry, come find me.

And your type doesn't listen. Didn't you hear? Sheep, cattle, dogs. I'm not doing that.

[ juts his chin out a little, a jerking nod for emphasis. ]

[Ha ha.]

Space rats?

Not interested in that either.

Who is, except adults who think they can make a business off the lives of kids with no other options?

Listen, I'm not interested in a pet, and I'm not telling you what to do with your life. But if you find yourself getting stuck, there are ways of making a path.

[ his eyes slide off to the side, narrowing abruptly in a flash of anger before he looks back at orga's face. ]

You can't even put up a good fight against me. You've got nothing I want.

Yeah, it's true. By myself I don't have much. We'd have to work together, for sure.

Yeah? And what're you wanting from me then?

Well, I'm also looking for the place I belong. I got there once, but now I'm here, so I guess I'll need to start again.

Gotta be stronger than that.

Aa, you might be right. I've been able to rely on others for that for a long time.

[Watches his hand and squeezes it into a fist, then relaxes it.]

What do you think? You could train me up, and I could take care of the other stuff.

Don't need any other stuff.

Sorry, how were you getting food again?

If you don't eat right, your punches get weak, you know.

Don't think I'm simple. I've made it this far.

But you still haven't gotten there, yet, right? Even though you're the king?

[ scowl intensifies ]

Some shit came up.

[God, another smile, another helpless little surrender gesture. He's so fighty.]

I don't think you can get there just by being the strongest. Probably what you need is more than any one person can do.

I could be wrong, maybe your place doesn't need anyone. But it sounds like you're already doing the best you can do alone.

Said it was none of your business, yeah? You wanna keep talking and I'll shut you up.

[waves him down, not at all threatened.]

Like I said, I need to clean up and go find work. The offer stands, but obviously it's your call. I'll be around either way.

Don't hold your breath.

Don't worry about that.

[Turns to go, waving over his shoulder.]

Good luck. I hope you find it.

[he sounds 100% sincere.]

Edited 2017-06-13 16:28 (UTC)

[ that he doesn't reply to just, rocks on his heels a little before snorting and

time to flop down for more sleep. ]

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