Local Menace Takes "Lessons" in "Fishing" Dec 10, 2022 8:05:22 GMT -6
Post by Èdan on Dec 10, 2022 8:05:22 GMT -6
"People seem surprised by that," he comments absently, as he begins to spot the shape of something just beneath the waters surface as the line's dragged in, "Telling the truth of it, I mean. It tends to happen more often than not, yet folk treat it like its some rarity. Guess it more speaks to the untrusting nature of most City folk.." Crouching down, he reaches into the water and pulls up something that looks pale blue.. and rather metal-like - a simple tin can. There's a sigh and a muttered, "Great.." before he begins to untangle it from the bent mess the hook is in. Perhaps on a positive note it does seem like there's something kelp-like scooped up within the can.
As he walks back towards the tool box, the girl isn't given a glance due to the focus being on the task at hand, but that isn't to say her particular.. presence isn't felt. (Not for the first time he suspect the act of wanting to 'learn fishing' has a bit more to it than that. And yet she still continues to speak the words out loud so brazenly, even if they're largely away from any crowds that might be sharp of hearing. Playing with fire, indeed). "See, most foreign places have the good grace to stick to their own borders, and don't come throwing threats around about invading just cause a couple of them got unhappy about not being allowed to murder people for no reason," he finally gets the hook loose and tosses it aside, dropping the can next to the tool box. "Not sure if you were around for it, but there was a whole lot of talk about that place in these parts for some months. Even got them radio folk discussing it on the waves." The kelp is scooped out and thrown into a water-filled bucket, before he grabs a new hook from the box and starts attaching it.
Its only by that point that he stands and looks directly at her again, calm and leisurely, "If that's what you were implyin', that is." There's a short shrug, "Though, don't suspect I'd make it five minutes off the boat if I ever did go, what with the everything and all," the hand makes a general wave at his very obvious humanish appearance. "That said, I don't mind you bein' from there since you seem the sensible sort. So if its fishing you're looking to learn, might be there's a few lessons I can give."
On the topic of fishing, the pup's attention continues to build to a sudden point of tension.. before he finally leaps into the water with a large splash, face first. Some struggling and additional splashing ensues, but within a few moments he pops the head back up, this time with a slug-like thing between his teeth. There's a victorious, if not muffled, bark as he shows off the find to his new friend, and then takes off running back to the man, in order to bring the 'catch' home proper.
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Percy: 49 (0/5)
Dry Season: 30
Percy: 49 (0/5)
Dry Season: 30