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( closed ) women want me, fish fear me
Who: Kainé and Nier
Which: Log, Closed
Where: Wildlands, at the lake.
What: Wouldn't it be nice to go camping without it being out of necessity? Set prior to the Dream Faire.
Warnings: Likely language, will update as needed.
[Patience. They had talked a whole lot about patience before tackling this particular task together. So far, Kainé thinks she's handling fishing better than Weiss ever had— she remembered him doing a lot of yelling and 'scaring off the fish' the few times she had stuck around nearby long enough to listen. Most of Nier's fishing stops, she had opted to wander off with Emil instead, but her interest in learning the skill now is genuine. It's supposed to be practical, but Nier's genuine enjoyment of it tells her there's something else to it.
Except so far, she's not feeling the magic.
She leans forward on the log she's perched herself on, giving Nier himself a sidelong glance.]
Not a single damn bite. My line's been out ten minutes. Maybe these fish have gotten smarter.
Which: Log, Closed
Where: Wildlands, at the lake.
What: Wouldn't it be nice to go camping without it being out of necessity? Set prior to the Dream Faire.
Warnings: Likely language, will update as needed.
[Patience. They had talked a whole lot about patience before tackling this particular task together. So far, Kainé thinks she's handling fishing better than Weiss ever had— she remembered him doing a lot of yelling and 'scaring off the fish' the few times she had stuck around nearby long enough to listen. Most of Nier's fishing stops, she had opted to wander off with Emil instead, but her interest in learning the skill now is genuine. It's supposed to be practical, but Nier's genuine enjoyment of it tells her there's something else to it.
Except so far, she's not feeling the magic.
She leans forward on the log she's perched herself on, giving Nier himself a sidelong glance.]
Not a single damn bite. My line's been out ten minutes. Maybe these fish have gotten smarter.
no subject
[Nier huffs out a laugh and he offers a very gentle pat against the curve of her rear before he makes certain she's secured right where he's put her. It's bordering a little more brazen than he'd normally be, but she seems to be in a good mood. If she was going to kill him? She definitely would have done it sooner.
He hits the water and with a careful grip, he lifts her from his shoulder just enough to gently toss her right in with plenty of support. If love is war, then they've been at it for years by this point. He looks forward to so many more.]