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

[of_sablier]

[That pulls Jack up short-- his head jerks up, and for a moment he can't quite manage to disguise the openly surprised expression on his face. He opens his mouth to say something, but no words come out; quickly he clamps it back shut again before emotion overrides sense and he lets something slip that he knows he'll regret mere seconds later.

The mask already came far too close to slipping for his comfort.]

... the goddess would probably like that, wouldn't you agree? For us to pick something new to evoke our time here.

[It's not nearly as practiced as his usual banter, but it will have to do for now, a segue back into something easy and casual and absolutely not a serious conversation in any way, shape or form.]

[feralheart]

[ M-21 watches the flicker of emotions cross Jack's face and tilts his head, wondering but unpressing. Everyone has things they don't want to talk about, in his estimation. This is something he doesn't need to know yet; he already understands very well the importance of names. ]

You don't need her approval. [ But he's been trying not to dig himself in any deeper with the goddess, so he lets out a tiny huff of concession. ] But I doubt she'd mind.

[ If his codename hadn't been written in the pamphlet for everyone to see in the first place, it might have been worth picking a different one himself. Although that itches at him in its own way— it feels like giving up on finding the real answer. He rolls his shoulders in a shrug to push the thought away. ]

[of_sablier]

Hmm.

[It's non-committal, neither an affirmation nor a rejection of the idea. For now, that's probably the best that M-21 is going to be able to get out of him on that front, as going any deeper would start to touch on things that he has no intention of bringing up.]

Well, it's not as though I'm particularly attached to my name, so I certainly wouldn't mind changing it. But I suppose that's getting a bit ahead of ourselves.

[He looks back down at the kitten, giving it a gentle rub beneath the chin.]

I was only joking, anyway.

[It's a strange moment of seriousness from someone who had been so cavalier about the entire thing just a few minutes before.]

[feralheart]

[ The shift in atmosphere is that much more striking than whatever mood had passed over Jack before. M-21 lets his stare linger before giving a little lift of his eyebrows that very eloquently says, "liar." ]

Yeah? Then I'll save my proposal.

[ It's a concession, of sorts. He won't dig deeper on a subject he wouldn't appreciate excavating himself. Not on a chance first meeting, at any case. With Jack occupying the kitten, M-21 lets the silence stretch a moment more as he deals with a few more strawberries. ]

What brings you over here anyway?

[of_sablier]

Ah...

[At that, Jack perks up slightly, the smile returning to his face.]

Actually, I was looking for some good climbing trees. I would say I've found one, wouldn't you? Or rather, this little one found it... does he have a name, by the way? He is yours, I assume?

[And if not, M-21 may not be getting him back either way. Jack is clearly enjoying the fuzzy company.]

[feralheart]

Climbing... for the bingo? [ Somehow, it hasn't crossed M-21's mind that someone could climb trees just because. ] You have to do those with someone else. He doesn't count.

[ He nods at the kitten, who is still purring vigorously at Jack. Kitten thinks he counts. There's a notably longer pause in response to the very simple question. ]

...I haven't picked one yet.

[ He is neither accepting nor denying ownership of the cat, however. ]

[of_sablier]

Hm? Oh, no, not for that! I meant just for fun.

[Let that sink in for a moment. This man likes to climb trees just for the fun of it. ... honestly, after all of this, that probably won't even come as a surprise.]

Sometimes it's nice just to sit up in a tree where no one else can bother you. I find it to be an excellent way to clear one's mind...

[Here he looks down at the kitten with a grin. At least someone here most definitely shares his opinion on this matter!]

He agrees with me, apparently. Don't you, Mikan?

[Did he just give the kitten a name? Signs point to yes.]

[feralheart]

Fine. You can use the trees if you keep him out of them.

[ It's not like the reasons trouble him deeply, and he's not a big talker left to his own devices. But the idea that Jack wants other people's trees to be inconspicuous... M-21 shoots him a slightly incredulous look. 180 cm of smiling blond is not subtle, in his estimation, even without werewolf senses. ]

...Hey, wait. What'd you call my cat?

[ So much for not admitting ownership. Mikan recognizes attention and needs nothing else, so he grants Jack a little chirp and makes to start rubbing at legs or hand or whatever he can reach. ]