...Forgive me if that's not something I think I'd be able to get used to very easily.
[He's maybe touchy these days about the topic of death in particular. For Noctis-shaped reasons.]
Regardless. Let's see about getting this worked up, shall we.
[He passes over the apple and takes the supplies, methodically assembling it into an admittedly janky and highly rudimentary slingshot that looks as though it'd be lucky to wound a mosquito, much less do any real damage to anything of consequence.
But of course, it only has to do its job once, so.]
[Still. He tests out the sling portion of the slingshot, pressing the stone into it and feeling out the elasticity once for good measure, then moves so that the tips of his toes are all of about a foot from Dave's and lines up a shot from a nigh-impossible-to-miss distance.]
Here we go, then. Stay still —
[Kapwing. Off goes the apple, in an achievement that is quite literally easier than shooting fish in a barrel.]
[He looks around a minute, then frowns with disapproval and gets down on one knee on the ground, straightening his spine before settling the apple on his head.]
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[He tosses the apple he brought lightly into the air, then catches it again after it falls.]
You seem fairly nonchalant about things.
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[ BLANDLY...also, he's. technically dead???? so it was like. hm. ]
You kind of get used to just picking up and moving on, you know? Trade ya.
[ the sling for the apple, he means! ]
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[He's maybe touchy these days about the topic of death in particular. For Noctis-shaped reasons.]
Regardless. Let's see about getting this worked up, shall we.
[He passes over the apple and takes the supplies, methodically assembling it into an admittedly janky and highly rudimentary slingshot that looks as though it'd be lucky to wound a mosquito, much less do any real damage to anything of consequence.
But of course, it only has to do its job once, so.]
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Most people don't, really. I...don't have the luxury not to.
[ he's Dead, better be used to it? ]
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[Still. He tests out the sling portion of the slingshot, pressing the stone into it and feeling out the elasticity once for good measure, then moves so that the tips of his toes are all of about a foot from Dave's and lines up a shot from a nigh-impossible-to-miss distance.]
Here we go, then. Stay still —
[Kapwing. Off goes the apple, in an achievement that is quite literally easier than shooting fish in a barrel.]
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[ BECAUSE HE'S DEAD...anyway.
success! dave grins and goes to pick up the apple again. ]
Unless you want to do it again switchways I'd say we can now relax and, I dunno. Talk??? John has a piano if you want to hear that.
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[Is he...going...to have to kneel for this to work...probably.]
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[ lame. he means lame. he just has issues and thinks hilariously useless ribbons are better than actually practical ribbons.........
look!!
dave holds out the apple to trade, though. ]
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[He looks around a minute, then frowns with disapproval and gets down on one knee on the ground, straightening his spine before settling the apple on his head.]
Don't miss, please.
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[ but dave nods and SLINGSHOTS!!! from like a few inches away because hell yeah cheating.
he doesn't miss? so there's that ]
...That apple is gonna be so bruised. [ he's totally gonna eat it anyway ]