ヲタノン (imeeji anon account) ([personal profile] wotanon) wrote in [community profile] imeeji_frontstage2022-01-07 03:15 pm

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Who; Anybody
Where; Wherever
When; Day 435

[ it's time for some memory roulette,
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY?! ]
at_heart: (warm :: heh. that's kind of...)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] at_heart 2022-01-13 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ —The horse is a really nice distraction. He's gonna get up from where he's sitting and move over to get a better look at it. LiliS has stables, maybe also horses, it's unclear. ]

Some of the ones I've gotten back are okay. [ Lips quirk a little. ] ...And that last one wasn't — a surprise, or anything.

[ ...But, again. He's clearly distracted by the horse. Talking, apparently, directly to it: ]

Hey, there. [ Offering up his hand in a loose fist for sniffing. ] Can I pet you?

[ He likes animals, okay. ]
Edited 2022-01-13 06:36 (UTC)
scattershot: (✶ from the heart)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] scattershot 2022-01-13 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sure she'd appreciate it.

[She smiles up at the horse as it leans down to sniff at Lupine's hand.]

We should go riding together, some time. It's always so much nicer to do these things with friends. And I don't think many of us bother with the riding club, so the horses must be a little bored, poor things. Personally, I like them.

[Let's stick to horse talk for now. The memory isn't going anywhere.]
at_heart: (support :: you're doing great)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] at_heart 2022-01-13 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Memories will always keep. ] [ He rubs the horse's nose gently, long smooth soothing strokes, ready the whole time for it (her, apparently) to indicate displeasure, but the petting seems to go over well. ]

Oh, this is a horse. [ Blink, then he chuckles. ] I both did and didn't know that. [ Glancing around, wishing they were nearer to one of the parks instead of at the waterfront. He'd like to give her an apple. ] First time seeing one in person.

[ Tilts his head to one side, considering the saddle, then gives Ali a grin. ]

I'd like that, I think. Didn't even know we had a riding club here.
scattershot: (✶ gates of the moon)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] scattershot 2022-01-13 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
They're something of a novelty for me, too. Oh, we have them, but they're far more common in Doma than they are where I'm from.

[She pats the horse's neck.]

I'm not quite sure why we have a riding club, I admit. But it's in the park - Yoyogi, I believe, but I'm probably pronouncing that wrong. Anyway, it's only twenty minutes' walk from the hotel. Here.

[She reaches into a saddlebag, and draws out a carrot.]

You can feed her, if you like. We've been out for a while, so I thought she'd appreciate some snacks, too.
at_heart: (wry :: is that a fact)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] at_heart 2022-01-13 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
Doma... Continent? Country?

[ He will definitely take the carrot with a grin and offer it to the horse. ]

Yoyogi, I think.

[ The mildest of corrections, which then kind of — gives him pause, because it's not like he's ever heard the name of the park said out loud before coming here. His lips twitch. ]

Or something. Ask Tsukky, he'd know better than me.
scattershot: (✶ like a summer rain)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] scattershot 2022-01-16 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yoyogi.

[She tries it again.]

I'll have to ask Tsukasa. But yes, Doma's a country. Somewhere to the east of mine own, if I'm recalling things correctly. I'd draw you a map, or - well, half a map, probably, but I'm really no artist, I'm afraid.
at_heart: (wry :: is that a fact)

Re: witnesses ok <3

[personal profile] at_heart 2022-01-17 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It sounds better to his ears, but he's. Really aware that he shouldn't have an opinion to offer there, and he's gonna focus on petting the horse again. ]

Heh, I know what you mean. I'm starting to get kind of this... very rough picture of things on my world, but it was really inconsiderate of the producers not to send us atlases in the mail.