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[clansman]

Date & Time: Saturday, Jan 4!
Location: anywhere you please!
Characters: Yata Misaki + Suoh Mikoto + YOU
Summary: . . . undetermined!
Warnings: irrelevant!

[ two of the regular transports today are out on an easy meandering path that'll take them across the landscape and, more importantly, set a bit of it on fire if it crosses them at the wrong moment.

what are you prepared to do about it at the varying points when you catch them in the act, exsilium?

a)
innocently building snowmen -- but the field seems patched with unexpected new flashes of ice. and in one case, at least, that's a really lopsided snowman--is one of those snowy heads listing onto a less-than-sturdy shoulder?

b)
today two figures are incautiously holding one of the Thames sharks down from where it's leapt out of a scorched hole in the river's ice. this is clearly taking a lot of effort. what do you do?

c)
whatever you like! yata & mikoto will be around and interfering anywhere, please feel free to make shit up! ]

[ ooc; please note that yata + mikoto will be replying separately to all tags! ]

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[battering]

[ the day was finally here. it was happening!! he was spending time with Mikoto!

yata had worried for all of two seconds about small details (what to wear? should he wear his hat? quick, try and plan out a whole day by the hour--) before he decided, fuck it. not for lack of caring, rather because it was mikoto, and no matter what the whole day would be perfect.

he had at least brushed his hair this morning before shoving his beanie over it. he was ready.

as such, after giving mikoto enough time to get his sleep in (shut up, he wasn't watching mikoto sleep and waiting for the perfect moment) and giddily calling to him the second he stirred, now here he was. like a puppy wagging its tail wanting to go out. ]

I was hoping we could get an early lunch first, Mikoto-san! Doing stuff in the snow can get really tiring after a while, so it's good if we eat a lot and build up our strength!

[ not that mikoto needed that when he was already the strongest ever. ]

yata why

[clansman]

[ indulgence is easy. yata's easy. so he's only half-focused right now -- but that's all right, easy is good. ]

What'd you wanna get. . . ?

can't be tamed

[battering]

[ think, think, think-- ]

Cheeseburgers!

[ Did they even have those here?? Yata looks confident enough that they do.

But first Mikoto has to get up!! He doesn't want to outright say anything (because really, if Mikoto suddenly said he wanted to spend the entire day in bed, Yata would be okay with that and just watch him sleep) and instead settles on glaring staring at his mattress. ]

[clansman]

[ yeah, okay, he's rolling over and sitting up, all mussed hair and drowsy eyes. as he trudges to -- whatever they've got for morning ablutions, trusting that yata'll follow -- ]

In the city?

[battering]

[ wah, Mikoto-san, what a bold and handsome look! Yata will have to copy it some time. if he's willing to follow Mikoto's morning bedhead, of course he'd follow him when walking. ]

Yeah! It's a really nice day, I thought it'd be pretty cool to eat outside for once. Have you explored much of this place, Mikoto-san?

b

[vimdicare]

[What the hell.]

Ah-! The kotatsu moved! He even caught a shark, wow!

[clansman]

[ THE THING THRASHES A LOT ON THE ICE -- largely it's just a matter of keeping it from (1) wriggling back into the hole and (2) biting anything off and (3) why the fuck is this even happening.

somewhere in the interval, however, mikoto spares a glance to the voice.

and blinks. ]

Who're you?

[vimdicare]

[THIS IS MUCH MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE SHARK.

How dare you not remember.]

- It's Erika you moron!! How could you forget someone like me?!

[clansman]

Haven't heard the name before. . .

[ THE SHARK IS DINNER, ERIKA IS PROBABLY NOT. turning back to it!! ]

[vimdicare]

H-Hey! Wait a second! Don't ignore me when I'm talking to you!

[battering]

[ 1. Oh no, a girl!
2. ... no, fuck that, no one insults Mikoto. ]

-- Kotatsu?! That's the awesome Mikoto-san you're talking about!!

[vimdicare]

Is he really that awesome? When I met him, he was more like a really nice space heater! If you put a blanket over him, he'd be like snuggling under a kotatsu, don't you think?

[battering]

Ah, he really would... [ under a kotatsu with Mikoto... wait-- ] No, scratch that! He really is awesome! Way too awesome to be covered under a blanket!

[ dot dot dot. ]

... Unless he wanted the blanket, I guess.

a

[concealingeyes]

[Kido can't help it. She takes out her tablet to take a picture of the snowmen.]

...That's pretty cute. Kind of romantic for a snowman, though.

[For Yata's reference, Kido looks like this today.]

[clansman]

Romantic?

[concealingeyes]

Yeah, you know. The snowman looks like he wants to rest his head against someone.

[clansman]

[ a sweeping look that seems to take stock of her -

and then abandon the thought. they can watch yata do like 90% of the work. ]

Guess if you see it.

[battering]

[ Oh no, a girl saw him playing with snow. He blushes (over just being talked to...) lightly and keeps patting the snowball currently in his hands. This snow, how interesting. ]

I-it's not cute, it's manly...

[concealingeyes]

[She can't help chuckling.]

I think snowmen are cool, don't worry. Looks like you found your friend, Yata. I'm really glad.

[And they're playing in the snow together dawwww.]

1/2

[battering]

[ Do I know you? he almost asks, but instead just looks up from his work and stares at her face for a couple of seconds. How did she know his name? ]

[battering]

-- ah!! It's you!

[ Holy shit. Hooooooly shit. He'd cursed in front of her!!!!

Yata drops the snowball and uses his hands to cover his face. Don't look. ]

Sorry...

... ba(c)kdated...!

[permit]

[ -- which is about as much of a warning as he sees fit to give.

it comes from somewhere up above -- a shark that shoots down from the sky and towards the river down below. it's fast enough to be a clearly concerning projectile, but it's just slow enough for anyone to catch sight of it, to discern the shape of the creature and its outline glittering a fine shade of blue.

on the bright side it doesn't look to be aimed directly at suoh mikoto.






just the ice right beside him. ): sorry guys, he might literally be crashing your date. ]

[clansman]

[ he doesn't move an inch.

in spite of mikoto's presence, the fine muddling of footprints he's left across the ice, the river's still solid enough. the shark slides a little, but sticks fast, barely a foot from him.

a glance swings down to register its condition (too battered, regrettably, to salvage for eating) before he lifts his head. ]

Pretty lousy delivery.

[battering]

[ it's raining men sharks--

normally yata would be all for that, but not when it had landed so close to mikoto (his own distance from the shark was irrelevant). naturally mikoto could pierce the shark by just standing there even if it did hit him but his clothing would be ruined.

on their date.

he stomps on the shark's tail as if it had personally offended him. ]

Hey, punkass!! Don't fall down so close to Mikoto-san!

[ ... not that it was the shark's fault... ]

[permit]

[ . . .




oh my god all of you are bona fide idiots that's actually really cute ]

Oh, my sincerest apologies!

[ even in a loud, booming voice, he manages some degree of modulation, some semblance of grace despite the added volume necessary to make himself heard. he's high in the air, standing on a glowing platform of his aura four or five stories above their heads and looking down on them as it were.

needless to say, he's really enjoying the view. ]

I don't suppose I'll be getting my tip.