Minato Arisato [F O O L] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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phantasmalrift2018-06-29 02:07 am
biddentodance) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-06-29 02:07 am
boy experiences beach
Who: Minato, the sun, the surf, the sand, and you!
What: Beach shenanigans! Training! Officially joining the "Will Nap Anywhere" Club!
When: ICly June 10 through June 16
Where: The beach!!!!!!!
Warnings: None. For now.
[Slightly Sillier]
Blue seas. Blue skies. Blue teens.
No, really, just about everything Minato owns is blue, it's kind of ridiculous.
He may not have proper swim trunks, but he has shorts and doesn't really care about anything. His last beach trip had some...embarrassments. So, with little better to do, he has loaded up on stuff and hit the beach - from the looks of things he may not be planning to come back to the station proper for a bit... While it is possible to find him in a kitchen before the beach, making quite a few sandwiches, it's much easier to find him down by the water.
He's got a sun umbrella set up and can be found doing all of your favorite fun-in-the-sun activities: inflating his penguin inner tube via his own lungs, swimming, putting the 'sand' in 'sandwich', inflating the tube again, sandcastles, apparently trying to make angels in the sand like one might make in the snow, mimicking whatever small sea creatures he might come across, inflating the tube again, beachcombing, suffering sunburn...he's got a week to fill up, here. But there's just...something...]
...It's less fun alone.
[Slightly More Serious]
[In the evenings, and indeed into the wee hours of the morning, Minato might be found training rather than fooling around, occasionally interrupted by just...looking at the stars. His weapon is too short to be called a sword...but it's too big to really be a knife, either, and he's not fully sure how best to wield it. So he has to practice! And it never hurts to punch the air a little.
It's easy enough to tell Minato has experience fighting, and in a variety of ways. He moves easily. Self-taught, mostly, but refined through practical application. Interestingly, he never so much as touches the silver pistol ever-present at his side. Probably most impressive, though, is his stamina - he goes at it well past midnight and doesn't seem to tire.
And then sometimes he might be found having buried himself in sand - all but his head - snoozing away. Or dozing half-submerged, arms around his steadily-deflating penguin. Napping through the mornings, fooling around during the day, and training at night, this is the life.]
What: Beach shenanigans! Training! Officially joining the "Will Nap Anywhere" Club!
When: ICly June 10 through June 16
Where: The beach!!!!!!!
Warnings: None. For now.
[Slightly Sillier]
Blue seas. Blue skies. Blue teens.
No, really, just about everything Minato owns is blue, it's kind of ridiculous.
He may not have proper swim trunks, but he has shorts and doesn't really care about anything. His last beach trip had some...embarrassments. So, with little better to do, he has loaded up on stuff and hit the beach - from the looks of things he may not be planning to come back to the station proper for a bit... While it is possible to find him in a kitchen before the beach, making quite a few sandwiches, it's much easier to find him down by the water.
He's got a sun umbrella set up and can be found doing all of your favorite fun-in-the-sun activities: inflating his penguin inner tube via his own lungs, swimming, putting the 'sand' in 'sandwich', inflating the tube again, sandcastles, apparently trying to make angels in the sand like one might make in the snow, mimicking whatever small sea creatures he might come across, inflating the tube again, beachcombing, suffering sunburn...he's got a week to fill up, here. But there's just...something...]
...It's less fun alone.
[Slightly More Serious]
[In the evenings, and indeed into the wee hours of the morning, Minato might be found training rather than fooling around, occasionally interrupted by just...looking at the stars. His weapon is too short to be called a sword...but it's too big to really be a knife, either, and he's not fully sure how best to wield it. So he has to practice! And it never hurts to punch the air a little.
It's easy enough to tell Minato has experience fighting, and in a variety of ways. He moves easily. Self-taught, mostly, but refined through practical application. Interestingly, he never so much as touches the silver pistol ever-present at his side. Probably most impressive, though, is his stamina - he goes at it well past midnight and doesn't seem to tire.
And then sometimes he might be found having buried himself in sand - all but his head - snoozing away. Or dozing half-submerged, arms around his steadily-deflating penguin. Napping through the mornings, fooling around during the day, and training at night, this is the life.]
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I appreciate the offer, but I would not ask you to sacrifice you to dangerous waterfowl for my sake. Particularly not when you are busy right now with your own agenda.
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[Shrug. He doesn't really...have much passion for it, or for anything else, really.]
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You have more resolve than most. I suppose it would be a good workout, non?
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