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acatalepsy_logs2018-11-01 12:58 pm
reeliable) wrote in acatalepsy_logs2018-11-01 12:58 pm
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Who: Noctis and you!
Where: lakeside
When: post-cavern explorations
Rating pg-13
What: the best hobby in the universe; fishing! primarily fishing, does include some swimming
a: monster of the deep?
[If one goes exploring around the lake, Noctis is back at it again with his fishing rod in hand and a line cast out - but he does seem to be struggling a bit with whatever is on the other end of his reel. Digging his heels in, sinking a bit into the muck at the edge of the lake, Noct grunts with the effort of pulling his arms back. Spying someone, or rather hearing the footsteps before he takes his attention away from the water, he turns his head with a wild sort of smile - this is exciting, despite the struggle.]
Hey! Can you give me a hand? Just give me some extra weight, let's haul this thing to shore! [He's dying to know what he has hooked; though hopefully it isn't a pissed off mermaid. They're smart enough to unhook themselves, aren't they?]
b: seaweed and seafoam
[It's finally time for a break after fishing for the last several hours, and Noct has only ditched his boots on shore when he starts to wade in. The water feels nice, and even if he can spy mermaids further out into the lake, he doesn't quite have intentions to go all that far in. Bending to scoop up a handful of water, he casts a little grin at his company and turns, giving them a light splash that feels more like a misting for how little he could throw it.]
Want to come wading? Water's fine, and it should be safe enough if we don't go swan diving.
Where: lakeside
When: post-cavern explorations
Rating pg-13
What: the best hobby in the universe; fishing! primarily fishing, does include some swimming
a: monster of the deep?
[If one goes exploring around the lake, Noctis is back at it again with his fishing rod in hand and a line cast out - but he does seem to be struggling a bit with whatever is on the other end of his reel. Digging his heels in, sinking a bit into the muck at the edge of the lake, Noct grunts with the effort of pulling his arms back. Spying someone, or rather hearing the footsteps before he takes his attention away from the water, he turns his head with a wild sort of smile - this is exciting, despite the struggle.]
Hey! Can you give me a hand? Just give me some extra weight, let's haul this thing to shore! [He's dying to know what he has hooked; though hopefully it isn't a pissed off mermaid. They're smart enough to unhook themselves, aren't they?]
b: seaweed and seafoam
[It's finally time for a break after fishing for the last several hours, and Noct has only ditched his boots on shore when he starts to wade in. The water feels nice, and even if he can spy mermaids further out into the lake, he doesn't quite have intentions to go all that far in. Bending to scoop up a handful of water, he casts a little grin at his company and turns, giving them a light splash that feels more like a misting for how little he could throw it.]
Want to come wading? Water's fine, and it should be safe enough if we don't go swan diving.
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Oi, respect your elders, child.
[!!!]
It's more that I don't trust this place than the water, anyway... You never know.
[Kou is also...squinting at Noct a bit more closely. He thought it might've also been mud, but now Noct's scrubbed away that mud, but... there are still those lines on his neck...?]
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[Squinting his eyes shut to that flick of water, wiping his face with his sleeve then and shaking water off his hands, Noct exhales a bit heavier - and it's enough that air catches through those little lines and make the gills flare open. There's a hint of pale blue to them, but that they exist at all has a lot more to do with Noct still standing knee deep in water.]
The Temple really has been pretty safe though, considering. [Looking over, quirking an eyebrow about that squinting look he's getting, Noct looks down like there's still mud on his shirt.] Did I miss some?