jikan_rpg | October Catch-all --a little early.

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October Catch-all --a little early.

⌛ Who: Jiang Cheng and Kinn Theerapanyakul
⌛ What: Neandering around town
⌛ When: Tail end of September but October (spoopy season)
⌛ Where: Wherever!
⌛ Warnings: TBD in threads

[Jiang Cheng, post qi deviation]

Once Cheng was strong enough to move around for more than ten minutes, he started trekking over to his friends houses to see how they were doing and to thank them for their help and apologize for causing so much trouble. With every friend he visited, he offered a fruit basket. If he thought cutting them would last, he would have.

He comes to the next home, takes a breath and then schools his face for a pleasant smile before knocking. All he had to do now was wait to be answered. Cheng fervently hoped that their relationship hadn't been ruined by the recent events.

[Jiang Cheng, Onsen]

Once he had recovered, he wanted to do ... something. Anything. He was tired of sitting in the house, tired of people hovering over him, worried about what he would do, if he would relapse. He just needed to get out of the house and relax a bit.

The best way he knew how was the Onsen. The incense was nice, the sound of water was soothing and Cheng was looking forward to relaxing, pampering himself with some expensive cleansers, and let the stress of the past three weeks drain out of him.

[Kinn, by the wharf]

Despite gathering evidence that overall, the place was relatively safe, Kinn still wanted to be prepared. So he made his way to the wharf where many had said one could find rare items, hoping he would find a seller who may have more than just information about firearms.

As he strolled through the allies, he walked with confidence as if he owned the place. His clothing was neat but not necessarily anything that would scream he was rich or in the wrong place. And as he walked, he considered the things he would change in the place. A floating market, some different variations in the market-maybe something foreign in terms of imports?

Evidently, he couldn't completely dismiss the mafia in him.

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He... wasn't expecting the contact. Even when people didn't know who he was, having a retinue of bodyguards following you made it apparent that he wasn't supposed to be touched. Or have a comadre. He scrutinized Riley for a moment, then relaxed, smiling something warm and genuine this time.

"Thanks. It means a lot."

Grabbing another piece of sushi, he gave the man a big smile. Kinn was definitely not used to the level of affection that Riley was known for but he knew how to keep himself in check for people like this. So an arm bump it was. Just enough to let his friend know that he was there for him.

"You know, I've decided I like swordfish."

The subject change was welcomed, too! "Oh? Because you can stab people with its face?" The fish was delightfully fresh-it was the only way to eat sushi, in his opinion.

"Can you picture my tiny arms trying to stab people with a giant swordfish?" Riley mimed struggling with the size of it and pretending to fall over before righting himself with a laugh. "I'd make my enemies laugh themselves to death before I got the stabby side in!"

As he chews his next morsel, he eyes Riley critically. "Not if you wear it. Fish suit. Terrifying and effective."

"Wear it? How are you supposed to wear a fish?" Now it was Riley's turn to eye Kinn critically.

"Like one of those snuggie things! You know--" Kinn gestures vaguely with his hands. "Put it on, the hood is the head of the thing? Only there's a spike on this hood."

Riley, who had just been taking a sip of water, suddenly choked. Then he was laughing around coughs as he thought about the utter insanity of what Kinn was suggesting. "So I can run at people like a fishy unicorn to stab the instead?"

"Narwhals are mammals." He points it out with a grin. "Why not? I don't think it's any more insane than what's around here now."

"Narwhals swim too. I said run so that makes me a fishy unicorn!" This conversation was so stupid but he loved it so much. It was fun when he could just talk about completely silly things with friends.

"That sounds wholly delightful after three days," Kinn drawls, enjoying the carefree laughter and how utterly ridiculous the whole thing was. It kept his mind off of his troubles.

"How are you going to keep the suit from rotting?"

"You invented the idea of a fish suit. How am I going to keep it from rotting?"

Honestly he already knew how. He'd freeze it. But since he wasn't the one who came up with this idea he had to see what Kinn was going to come up with. Honestly this whole thing was dumb and that was part of what made it so great.

"Salt the shit out of it," he mused, then narrows his eyes a bit. "Or use your magic hands." That was still a weird thing to think about and consider as a tool. But it would help with the rotting process, wouldn't it?

"Dehydrate all the water out of it so there was nothing to decay."

He burst out laughing again. Seriously Kinn had the dumbest idea here but it was too funny to not ponder over it. The ideas weren't the worst at least. For now.

"I've never actually tried pulling moisture out of something to dehydrate it before actually. I don't even know if I can do something like that."

"Why not? You can control water, right? If you can freeze it and thaw it, why not, push it in and pull it out of things?"

Okay, that sounded off. He didn't care, either.

"You say the weirdest things sometimes. That totally sounds like I'm making a water dildo somehow."

Look, he was just saying right before shoving another piece of food in his mouth. If he didn't say it then someone else sure would have to! "I guess I should try that sometime though. The dehydration thing, not the dildo thing."

His laughter sounded more like choking as he tries to suppress it. "A new skill to master."

He works on finishing his meal, offering his sweet bun.

"I'm thinking of looking for a violin, when i have the chance." And the money. Once security is secured.

All thoughts vanished from the Fae's mind at the sight of the sweet bun. Taking it, he immediately took an enormous bite, moaning without shame at how good it was. One thing would always be consistent with Riley. He was addicted to sweets.

"You play the violin?" he asked around his enormously full mouth.

Kinn paused, listening to the sound Riley made. Someone was really into dessert! But continuing the conversation, he nodded.

"Classically trained since I was young. Do you play anything?"

He'd been waiting for this sweet bun the whole meal and it was so worth the wait. He loved every bite he took as he offered a little bit to Kinn.

"No. I kind of suck at it. But art? That's another story. I was actually studying art in college before I went on the run."

"Art. What style?"

He didn't need to talk about his violin playing, after all. While his family dealt more in real estate and for the public show, humanitarian things, he did know a bit about art.

"Painting and sketches mostly. I really like to do landscapes but I've gotten good at just sketching whatever see. And I have a good memory so I tend to be able to draw things I've seen before."

He supposed he'd have to prove that at some point. Too bad he didn't have a pen and paper here or he'd have fun showing off for Kinn.

"What's the most impressive place you've seen?"

Having an idea as a gift in the future wasn't a bad thing at all. A sketch book with pencils would probably be decent for Riley.

He thought about that for a moment, looking up at the sky while he really considered that question. The most impressive place that he'd seen before. Humming, he tilted his head side to side then nodded when he decided.

"Giant's Causeway. It's in Ireland."

"Never been," he responded after a minute. "What's it like?"

In his head, he's thinking of the giant heads on Easter Island. Did Ireland have something similar?

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