December/spring catch-all

[feralheart]

WHO: M-21 and anyone!
WHAT: Open + catchall
WHEN: All spring
WHERE: All over the island
WARNINGS: none, TBA if needed. Plotting here!


i. what do you mean 'consequences'

[ On one specific, highly cursed day this month, M-21 can be found lurking forlornly outside the island's little clinic. An internal war seems to be going on; he takes a grudging step towards the doors, then stalks away again. As if unaware he's doing it, he reaches down to rub irritably at his lower back. Maybe someone's a little less suited for farm work than everyone else? ]

This is so stupid.

[ He shoots a mutinous look up at the sky like he'd like to direct a complaint right to the management but doesn't quite dare. Then he's back to his pacing, with an occasional sideways glance thrown in towards the vet. Or he can be found draped somewhat pathetically over the nearest fence-shaped thing he can find, apparently no longer willing to move.

Help. ]

ii. like herding cats

[ On days when the weather is sunny and cooperative, despite all complaints, M-21 is hard at work in his fields. Reluctant concessions to farmcore have been made to spare what's left of his suit, and a sturdy pair of farming gloves covering his hands well past the wrist spare what's left of his palms from the sub-par farming tools. Things are coming in pretty nicely, especially the new stand of trees. They're full-grown and leafy and already showing a crop of... one fluffy orange kitten with oversized paws perched on a branch, chirruping furiously. ]

You got yourself up there.

[ Rescue? Or wait another few seconds to catch M-21 sighing and stripping off his gloves as he goes to climb a tree for what appears to be the five hundredth time that day. ]

iii. wildcard

[ Catch me on my planning link or PM if you want a starter! I welcome any and all bingos or just chaos. Or just hit me with anything, he'll be Around. ]

Comments

[associative]

[ And he's right to feel weird about it! Gaku would be the first person to admit that. ]

I am now. I don't know what I would've done if I didn't, though. My group is the most important thing to me, so it's hard to imagine what would take their place.

[ Now they're at Gaku's house and it looks... much, much nicer than before. It's quite a bit bigger too. ]

[feralheart]

[ M-21's breath hitches a little at that. A little too close to home... or he's just in pain. ]

You find something else. But it's good. You should value that while you have it.

[ Luckily their arrival gives him no time to dwell on that because... what the heck, Gaku. ]

...Goddess likes you.

[associative]

I do.

[ He knows how meaningful it is to find something like he has. It's why he's so determined to go home.

But at that, he laughs. ]

I think it's because I've filled out most of my bingo card.

[feralheart]

That fast? [ This guy and Ellis... ] Huh. ...I better get back to it. This is better.

[associative]

Figuring out ways to incorporate the squares when you're hanging out with someone is pretty easy.

[ Not the dirty ones, but. You know. ]

If you need help, I'd be happy to.

[ He'll open the door, showing off a space that's neatly decorated and spacious with lots of furniture.

And a portrait of He Xuan in the living room. Don't worry about it. ]

[feralheart]

A lot of mine are a pain. You might regret that.

[ ...No, he's definitely worried about it? He pauses on his limping path to the couch to stare at the portrait. ]

...Did you, uh. Paint this.

[ Not to be rude but. ]

[associative]

[ He looks over it and holds back a grimace. ]

No. He Xuan just put it up one day...

[ Imagine what would happen to Gaku if he said no... ]

[feralheart]

[ Oh, he's going to roast He Xuan so bad for this later. Pain is forgotten for a second as he lets out an evil chuckle. ]

Huh. Thought he had better taste than that.

[associative]

Don't let him hear you say that, or you'd be done for.

[ But he laughs too, going into the kitchen so he can heat up that pack he promised.

As M-21 sits on the couch, he'll sit right on something hard, small, and plastic. Should he pull it out of the couch, he'll realize he's holding onto a miniature plastic baby. ]

[feralheart]

He doesn't worry me.

[ Is this because M-21 is an idiot and doesn't worry about things that can tie him into a pretzel, or because he thinks he and He Xuan are playing? Yes.

What does worry him: the baby he just pulled out of the couch. ...He's just going to assume these are He Xuan's, too. ]

[associative]

[ He doesn't worry Gaku much either, but... he has an aura about him...

Gaku sighs when he comes back with the heating pad and sees the baby in his hand. ]

Ugh, you found another one? I thought I got all of them...

[feralheart]

So he's into this kind of stuff too?

[ What 'kind of stuff' that encompasses even M-21 doesn't know. Other than 'tacky.' He offers the baby over to Gaku with a raised eyebrow. ]

[associative]

[ He's tempted to tell M-21 to just keep it, but he takes it anyway and immediately throws it in the trash. ]

No. These kind of just... exploded around the house one day. Probably a prank from the goddess, I guess.

[feralheart]

[ Good! He doesn't want your babies, Gaku! ]

So that's where weird things have been coming from. ...Was wondering about the lipstick.

[associative]

That's my best guess, unless someone is coming in and doing magic pranks or whatever.

[ He walks over to M-21 and gestures for him to get on his stomach, gently pushing his shoulder in that direction. ]

What lipstick?

[feralheart]

Some showed up at my place. I don't think it was my housemate's.

[ What the goddess was trying to tell him, he still doesn't know. But he rolls over onto his stomach obligingly for Gaku. Kind of feels nicer on his back to just be in a different position for a bit. ]

[associative]

[ Gaku presses it firmly against his back. ]

Right here?

[ If not, he'll adjust wherever M-21 tells him. ]

Who's your housemate?

[feralheart]

...There's good. Thanks.

[ It's kind of everywhere, Gaku can't go wrong. M-21 is busy melting into the sofa now. ]

Jeanne. She's got better taste than He Xuan.

[ No, he's never letting that go. ]

[associative]

[ He presses down so that an even heat can spread over M-21's back. ]

Probably. I didn't talk to her for long, but she seemed nice.

[ That doesn't indicate taste, but whatever. ]

[feralheart]

Mmhm.

[ Logic doesn't need to be a factor here. M-21 heaves a big sigh. Gaku's good at that. ]

I owe you. What do you need a hand with?

[associative]

[ He takes his card out from his pocket and hands it over to M-21. ]

Here. I'll let you pick.

[ He's running out of squares... ]

[feralheart]

[ ...Gaku, there's nothing left on this. M-21 gives it an almost incredulous look. And unfortunately as the only other person who looked embarrassed about the smut squares, Gaku is the only person M-21 is willing to joke with on the subject. ]

...Are you asking if I bite?

[associative]

[ M-21?! Hello?! He wasn't expecting a joke like that to come out of his mouth, and it takes Gaku by surprise, his cheeks immediately turning a light shade of pink. ]

...I'm afraid we don't know each other well enough for that.

[feralheart]

[ M-21 burrows his face in his arms to muffle a tiny chortle. Cute, honestly. He agrees though. ]

I can't paint, but if it doesn't have to be good. Or I could just help you with your farm things.

[associative]

I'm fine with painting, because I'm terrible at it too.

[ He laughs. ]

So let's be bad together? And you can help me out on the farm after.

[ He's kidding about that last part... or is he? ]