fawkes on the run

and i said to myself: "oh, son, you may be lost in more ways than one, but i've a feeling that it's more fun than knowing exactly where you are." ♪ sos protag, johnny fawkes, hmml

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[Waves to the fox-eared man with a de-boning knife, beaming happily mid-gutting.]

Bring ‘em on over! ♪

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Smiles and walks over to where the male was, placing the abundant amount of fish on the table.

“I’ll be leaving them in your care, then~”

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Woah—

[He blinks at the avalanche of fish, glancing to the measley three he’d brought, himself.]

... ... [Flashes the stranger a big smile and a thumbs up.] Right on! Good on you! I think there’s another knife around here somewhere if you wanna help me go through them? ♪

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@cunningdragonpriest

[Waves to the fox-eared man with a de-boning knife, beaming happily mid-gutting.]

Bring ‘em on over! ♪

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Fox for Fawkes [Minori/Johnny]

[starslikediamonds]

Heck yeah we’re handy! I mean-sure Mr. Gunther gives us tips and help and all, but we practically build the things ourselves!

[Watches as he places the foxes on top of the fridge, a questionable choice of a safe spot, but safe nonetheless. She takes a few steps forward towards him, offering the book back to him.]

Oh yeah? Well…it’s good that he talked to you, if about…[She glances to the book]…sperm whales…[Her nose wrinkles as she says it, pausing a moment as she asks herself in  low voice why they were called sperm whales…]

Er…well do you have a lot more to go through? Maybe you could spark notes it.

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Yeah, I guess. [He takes the book back as she offers it, sighing as he looks over the cover again. Glad that he doesn’t have to go back to it right this second.] I’m real lucky, alright.

[His head snaps up at the words “Spark Notes.”] No way, Min! Spark Notes is a deplorable, morally depraved institution that profits off inspiring laziness and inhibiting education for young adults! I couldn’t— [Blinks, then pulls a face, as though disgusted with the sentence that just came out of his mouth. Dials it back a step.] ... But, uh. That, and he would know. And. Stuff.

[Clears his throat, then tosses the book on his bed.] It’s no big deal, anyway. I’ll finish it eventually, then he’ll drill me for my opinion or whatever, then we can go back to.. sorta normal, yeah? [Changes the subject abruptly:] You want some dinner if I cook, by the way?

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Fox for Fawkes [Minori/Johnny]

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Yeah, yeah; I wanna put up a couple of them to be honest, for pictures too. If you want, we can go lumbering one day and get them made. I got a blueprint from Mr. Gunther that will show us how to do it!

[She flips through the book, scanning a few lines on each page she stops at, her lips forming into a thin line.] Well if it’s boring, why are you reading it then? There’s a bajillion other books out there that are more entertaining.

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Yeah, that sounds good. I bet we could figure out how to put ‘em up between the two of us. We’re pretty handy and all.

[Sighs. finally settling for putting the tiny foxes on the top of the fridge. They’re just barely visible from here, but it’ll have to do until a shelf has gone up. He turns to Minori once they’re safe and sound and not likely to be lost.] 

Because that’s the book my dad got me for Christmas, and he’s only just started talking to me again, and I kinda wanna keep it that way. You should have seen him gushing about it, Min— he drew me diagrams. Of sperm whales. It’s pathetic, that’s the most he’s talked to me literally all year and it was about sperm whales.

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Fox for Fawkes [Minori/Johnny]

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[She smiles as he excitedly opens the present, glad he’s enjoyed them just as much as she did making them.] It’s no problem! I had to wait until we got back here for the black yarn I left here; my mom wouldn’t even let me out of the house to go buy anything! I’m surprised I’m even managed to get back here, to be honest…

Huh? Well, maybe a spot you’ll see them all the time. I wanna put a shelf above my bed to put some of mine on display there, actually. 

[She bends down to pick up the book he dropped, fixing it so the book did not close and bend the pages. She looks at the cover, the words Moby Dick written across the top.]

Say, how are you liking this so far?

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A shelf, huh? That’s not a bad idea.. [He carries the fox and micro foxes to his bed, appraising the corner it’s tucked into, already pondering stealing her idea to use himself. In the meantime, he sets the large fox down on his bed, looking for a safe place to keep the tiny foxes so they don’t get lost before they can be properly displayed.]

Huh? [He glances back at her, noticing she’s picked up the book.] Uh. Not my thing. Boring me to tears, kinda. [Starts wandering the perimeter of the inside of his house, looking for a good spot.] I didn’t get really far yet, but it’s not, like—  a whole lot of Captain Ahab yet, yeah? It’s like, he’s holed up in his quarters for half the book so far ‘cos he’s antisocial or crazy or whatever, and whoever’s left over is just jabbering on about whaling practices for chapters and chapters. It’s kind of. Tough. To get through.

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Fox for Fawkes [Minori/Johnny]

reap-the-harvest:

[Nods her head, slipping off her rucksack and digging inside.]

Here you go! [Presents him with a box, wrapped neatly with a bow on top. Inside are 5 micro crochet foxes, all in different poses, plus a bigger, crochet fox doll. ]

Think of it as the belated Christmas present I didn’t get to give you, but now improved since it took me a bit longer to finish the rest.

[He’s torn through the paper the moment the box has been handed to him, too excited not to— his book sliding off his knee and onto the floor, completely forgotten. He’s surprised Minori took the time to wrap the gift considering how exuberantly he was just gonna open it the second his hands were on it.] 

Lemme see, lemme see— aw!

[He lifts the larger doll out, blinking at it, before looking in at the tiny foxes left behind. He scoops these up in his hand - one large doll in one, a gaggle of babies in the other.] How cute is this?! It’s like a little yarny family! Thanks, Min! ♪ [Looks around, grinning happily.] Where should I put them? Where’s a good spot?

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Surprise Delivery [Iris/Johnny]

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*Her fingers stroked down the manila envelope and back up it, a mischievous smile on her lips.* Inside this envelope is something really important~. It could be a book. It could be embarrassing pictures of Mistel~. What do you think it is, hm? ♪

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[His eyes trace the same path her fingertips do, and it’s a second later before he catches himself staring. Johnny swallows, wrenching his eyes away and directing them very pointedly to the taller woman’s face.]

Embarrassing pictures— [The suggestion is so outside what he would have guessed, he has to laugh - delighted at the the idea of it. He’s never had a sibling, and it strikes him all at once how much fun it must be living with one.] If it’s embarrassing pictures of your brother I don’t think he’d like me very much after seeing them, huh? I’m gonna guess book. Is it a book?

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[Pokes at] Hey, hey! Remember that fox I was making you?

[Looks up as he’s poked.] Yeah? Oh—

[He’s all too happy to abandon the book he’s been reading. It wasn’t his favorite of his Christmas presents (despite it being definitely the one he’d felt the most pressure to enjoy and report back home about). He drapes it, open, over his knee.]

Did you finish it? Can I see?

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Gee, you sure don’t look glad, Johnny. Maybe you need the doctor to take a look at your face or something.

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[Frowns deeper at the mention of Marian.] ... He’s not, like, a neurologist or anything, Min, he’s not gonna be able to do anything about facial expression disconnect. Besides, that’s not even literally... ...

... [Sighs. Gives up on trying to summarize what sarcasm is. Puts on a thin-lipped smile, or something. Sheesh.] There. Happy now?

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reap-the-harvest:

[Laughs] Well, maybe it’s cursed to follow you where ever you go…seriously though this is great, I’m glad you wore this thing.

Oh, I’m glad you’re glad. I’m real glad you’re glad, Min. I’m overflowing with gladness for your gladness.

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Don’t even ask me why I have this. I tried to leave it at home, too, but I think my dad sabotaged me and snuck it into the clothes I packed. Kind of not cool that this is, like, one of three sweaters I even have with me here.

[starslikediamonds]

Well, there’s always begging. And fishing. [Nudges his leg with her elbow] There’s some really good clams I caught in the river, and I caught a nice sized fish the other day too.

[Purses her lips, musing on the idea of finding such pond.] Well, yeah, sure, we could do that. Get done a little early so we’re not looking in the dark or anything. [Nods her head, biting into the cracker in her hand] Yeah, alright, let’s do it then.

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[Okay, now he’s gonna react. Fixes Minori with A Look.] I’m not gonna beg, Min. Fishing yeah, I do that all the time, also I eat the stuff I catch but that’s beside the point, but begging is like. Next to going back home or something.

Alright, fair deal. [Returns to munching his chips, his Look already forgotten only seconds after having given it.] I’ll see if Miss Eda’s got any good advice about it, too.

[starslikediamonds]

…

Ew you’re right. 

[Pops another cracker into her mouth. This time she chews and swallows before responding to him.] No uh- scratch off tickets are really fun; you just gotta do it in moderation, is all. I won a thousand G once on a one hundred G lottery ticket. [She neglects to mention she had bought ten tickets.]

Pond? Where’s that?

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[Frowns.] I mean, I guess so. But thats a hundred G that goes to dinner.. especially if I don’t win. And my luck’s awful.

Dunno. I heard some of the older folks talking about it, but I never found it yet. I’ll let you know if I do. Or— [Sits forward a little, eyes widening.] I guess we could go looking for it some time, yeah? After work or whatever? I bet we’d have a better time finding it then.

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Oh, well- we can be each other’s dates then…well not like an actual date, obviously.

…

…you know what I mean…

[Shrugs her shoulders, pulling out a pack of peanut butter crackers and opening it] Eh, it doesn’t matter. Dad says it won’t come true anyways. [Puts a whole cracker into her mouth, chewing.] Be better off buying a lottery ticket or begging the Harvest Goddess.  

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Gross. [Munching chips, face bland.] That’s like taking your sister to prom. 

Really? [He frowns.] But lottery tickets are a bad road to start down, Min. Probably better to go the Harvest Goddess front, I guess. Maybe I’ll make an offer at the pond or something..

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reap-the-harvest:

[Pushes the basket up closer to him.] A date? Nah, I don’t have one of those. I don’t even know who’d I’d ask anyways. What about you? [After he’s made his selection, she pulls it back down to herself.]

And I couldn’t sign up for the blind date, Johnny, I’m not blind. [Scoffs, poking through the basket for a snack.]

...

[Opens the bag of chips, refusing to react to her last statement.]

Nah, no date for me either. [Pops a chip in his mouth.] I’m trying to catch a shooting star to wish for an extra hundred thousand G, though. 

Oh, wait.. [His shoulders slump.] I don’t think I was supposed to say that out loud or it won’t come true. Hold on... [Amends the wish in his head, upping the number.] ... There we go. Don’t worry, I got a different wish now, heh.

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[Comes up and tugs on his shoe] Hey, hey, look what I got. [Holds up a basket of snacks for him to see] They had extra ones at that table for the blind dates and let me have one. Got some good stuff in here, too.

Yeah?

[He leans over to see.] Huh. Did you sign up for one of those blind dates? [Picking out a bag of chips as he talks.] Or you got a bona fide date or something?

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First Star I See Tonight (Or Something)

[Sitting on the high stone wall that lines the outer perimeter of the trade depot, watching the stars with a few wishes loaded and ready to fire as soon as he manages to catch a shooting star. Every time one of the people across the plaza  catches sight of one he looks up quickly in the direction they point to, but, unfortunately, he continues to miss each one.] 

Aw man..!