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Who: Keith And Friends
Where: Around Sevii Islands
When: Throughout January!
Summary: Keith has an evolution, Skarmory races, learning to swim, and more. If you'd like something specific, let me know and I'll set something up!
Rating: E for Evolving Character Growth
Log:

1. Evolution of the fittest

[Keith had taken a break from training his pokemon, but even his lower levels need to be working out. So he's out by the beach with Torracat and Ralts, trying to strengthen his tiny Ralts' defense. Torracat, though, is acting a little different. Keith can't put his finger on what's different, but she's a little more aggressive, like she's trying to push for something more than just the attacks Keith is telling her to do.]

Torracat - you've got to calm down. What's going on with you?

2. The Mystery Knife Man

[It's been a while, but Keith feels like it's time to work on his project again. Around the Sevii island house, Keith is starting to gather supplies. Cardboard, his different wet stones and knife sharpeners, pan, water pitcher, roller, everything. Then the tripod with his camera to record just what he's doing with the ingredients, but angled so he himself isn't in the frame.

Time to work and make the sharpest cardboard knife this world's ever seen. The hard part is that it takes a week to do, but plenty of time for the cardboard to dry with the bricks.]

3. Skarmory Races- Shiro

Okay, so this is what we're doing?

[Skarmory is out, and Keith is patting and petting along her chin and her head. She keeps trying to rub against his face, but the sharp bits don't exactly welcome it.]

Racing?

4. Swimming Lessons ™Death Note - Armin

[He hates the water. It's wet and it gets everywhere. Keith grew up in the desert, so large bodies of water, or pools, weren't really readily available. And the Garrison? Please, going into space didn't require it. The closest thing they had to a pool was the diving pool to practice zero g work and he didn't really swim in that.

But the ocean? It's big and watery and has nothing else in it but fish and... who knows. He has his pants rolled up a little bit and has his feet in the water, but Keith refuses to go in past his ankles. He's eyeing the water suspiciously.]

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It was.... hot. Dry. Sand everywhere. A little further from my house, there were cliffs and plateaus, canyons and caves.

[He shrugs, kneeling down to put his fingertips to the water.]

There wasn't a lot to see, but it was within driving distance of the Garrison, so... I dunno, it worked out.

I've always dreamed of seeing a desert.

[There is something soft a dream-like as he glances at the water, recalling those many long afternoons Eren and he would've poured over his grandfather's book, talking about what the outside world might be like and how they were one day going to visit it. Later Mikasa would be included in that as well. Not necessarily as a participant (Mikasa had never cared about seeing the outside world as much as they had) but at the very least, present and happy enough to listen to them talk about something that made them happy.]

Of course, there wasn't one within the walls. My grandfather's book talked about them though. I didn't know they were called deserts until I got here though.

Hm. I'd say you weren't missing much but... [He looks back out at the water. Thinks back to those mornings and evenings with his father, and then alone.]

...The sun behind the hills and cliffs were nice. Wish I still had my pictures to show you.

That would've been nice.

[Keith sharing his photos, that is. Sure, he can look up photos in his atlas or online, but there is something more personal about someone sharing photos of their home.]

Honestly, sometimes it feels like... it could be the most boring place to see to most people, but I'd still want to see it, you know? To say I did.

[He nods, eyes locked on the waves. They're almost rhythmic, washing in and then sliding back out.]

Everyone has some place they like others don't. You'd probably like it for a while.

[It is absolutely rhythmic. At least, to Armin it is. Sometimes he gets caught up just watching the water roll onto the beach before retreating. It is meditative in a way.]

I guess if you grew up in a place like that, having this much water around must be strange.

It is. [No beating around that bush or sugarcoating it.]

I... don't know if I can get used to it.

[The honesty is appreciated.]

Does that mean you dislike it here? On this island, I mean.

The island is nice. I like the quiet.

[He pushes his hair out of his eyes watching the water.]

It's the ocean I'm.. not sure about.

It can be a little intimidating, I think. It was to me. I dreamt about it for so long, so it was really amazing too, but seeing so much water... it makes you feel small, doesn't it?

[Tiny. Insignificant. Easily swept away.]

And I couldn't swim, at all, so that didn't help.

Edited 2019-01-24 01:39 (UTC)

Hm.

[Well. He's gotta wash clothes anyway. So he plops right down in the water and sand, shivers with the cold but settles.]

Space did the same thing, making you feel small. Doesn't bother me too much.

[When Keith plops down, Douglas abandons his scooting around Armin's feet to mosey over to Keith, plucking curiously at his toes and clothing with his claws.]

I don't think using 'bothered' is exactly right in my case. It's more like... a very visceral reminder. But I don't think it is all bad either. Honestly, I think it is good to have a reminder like that once in a while.

[Armin doesn't look at Keith as he drifts his fingers through the water, plucking up a small, half-fractured shell off the sand and holding it up.]

Edited 2019-01-24 02:41 (UTC)