voidtreckerexpress | [open / +a mingle activity for younger characters!] sports + food = good lyfe

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[open / +a mingle activity for younger characters!] sports + food = good lyfe

Who: Tidus & You!
Where: Kitchen carriage, dining, wherever he gets teleported to, and sports gym!
When: Quicksand 1 - 6 (before mission time)
What: Cooking, teleporting, and a kid-teen friendly exercise/obstacle course!
Warnings: Should be none!

1. cooking, morning and dinner ( p-p-p-pancakes and panfried meals)

You know what Tidus wants to do?

He wants to cook.

And what a good month to have that urge, with Purple on meal duties. He doesn't usually bother to take charge in the kitchen for chores, sticking with helping out if he's interested. But this time? Why not. They've got new foods, with enough of a selection that he goes for it: writing down his name for a breakfast and dinner shift after going through the ingredients, and making a call later over the ICPs:

"Hey, Tidus here! I'm cooking for breakfast tomorrow. If any newbies don't know how the kitchen works, or you just wanna cook some food, come 'n' help out - I'm thinking pancakes, smoothies, and pan frittata for breakfast."
For dinner, it's the same set-up, Tidus inviting others to join him for whatever reason, just with a different menu: fish and veggie skewer bites, pan-fried rice with vegetables and meat, and even squash and pineapple fried up with a few veggies.

a: cooking

Whichever time you'll meet him, he'll be found in the kitchen, readying the ingredients and the pans he'll need. He's got a bud in one ear playing music that he hums along to, so you might need to speak up to get his attention. But he's got a good view of the doorway, and will usually give someone he sees a 'Sup!' or 'Morning!' - depending on the time, of course.

Are you here to learn a few things? Do you just want to help out? Or maybe you're just here because you are = Tidus will accept any and all reasons, so long as it doesn't include intentional disasters.

b: it's eatin' time

There's a giddiness that comes with the apprehension of having enough, but surprisingly, it works out. Tidus is skilled at making more than he needs to, and it shows by the spread set out on the end of the dining table close to the kitchen. Oats have been set out, fresh sliced fruits (strawberries, banana, apple, and more), an oatmeal bake of pineapple and cinnamon, yoghurt, and bowls to pick and mix the selection from.

There's also the promised pancakes, and some slices of frittata - a meaty version with turkey bacon mixed in, but a veggie variety too. Tidus will come out to top up the heated food when it's getting low, or you can come into the kitchen to let him know - or even come in, and try out the smoothie maker they have set ready too.

(Don't worry, there's plenty of fruits and vegetables left for the month.)

Truthfully, he's nervous on the inside, both for breakfast and when dinner rolls around, and he hangs around the kitchen just in case. But you know he'll play it cool when and if anyone comes inside during eating times, smiling, and definitely not in a 'oh man I hope everything's okay' way.

2. your very own dreamboy (teleporting shenanigans)

There's more than just food to worry about, though. Since Praeus, some of Tidus's Diagad powers have started to show themselves, with somewhat positive results. The ability to show up around whoever wants him near, or who he asks - pretty handy, and it hasn't been messing up too much since he's started practising.

Life won't let him keep that up.

Because all it takes is a stray thought, either from Tidus or anyone else; not even anything deliberate, but just thinking about him gives him a feeling. Like someone is talking to him, and he thinks to answer them, turning his head to respond--

And he's gone from wherever he was - the sports gym, sitting in bed, sitting in a chair - and appears wherever that person was. And the feeling they receive from Tidus is much the same. Did they just hear Tidus? Feel him? -- now he's right there, usually toppling over something or walking straight into places that shouldn't be walked (and if there's something in the way - you bet you're hearing an 'ouch!' as he knocks unfortunate body parts.)

And it only gets worse, when Allen's bad luck power just makes him show up around random people without any stray thought.

(help)

3. a teen and younger obstacle course

Link leads to its own top-level available for younger characters to tag and do activities! Older folks allowed for teaching moves and w/e, if they're supporting the younger folks.

Toplevels:
Molly Hayes
Madoka Kaname - Bow and Arrow
Ken Amada - Spear fighting
Little One/Buttercup
Peter Parker - Chaperoning
Ple Two
Roland Crane - Swordfighting

Feel free to message me over journal or at blitzoff if you have questions or want to plot!

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When those forks move back to their mouths? That's totally going to be an indirect kiss. It'll count, bro.

"That's not true!" Inigo quickly retorts.

Perhaps a bit too quickly, since he clearly hasn't thought this argument through enough. Which becomes very, very obvious when he continues with: "For example, there's that time when--"

He cuts himself off. An awkward silence lingers for a moment as Inigo frantically tries to think.. of an example...

...

"W-Wait, that doesn't even matter! The problem here is that you're-- you're sounding cheeky about it, man!" Look at him sputtering nervously over here.

Look at this not-even-half-baked protest here! And you know the perfect response to it?

"Me? I'm not cheeky about it."

Is to look at Inigo with the most innocent face (yes, the one with the grin) and in the most innocuous voice ever. Is Tidus helping anything except to make Inigo whine more? Probably not, but he makes it so easy.

"You are being cheeky!"

Indeed, Tidus gets the most dramatic response possible. Which involves Inigo whining so hard that a few people just trying to have a peaceful meal a few seats over (sorry, my dudes) are definitely looking over to stare at what's happening, and Inigo is even dramatically rising to his feet, standing up from his seat.

.. except then he also looks sideways, meeting the gaze of the other people there, and quickly moves to sit back down.

Apparently shyness takes priority over dramatics.

"You are being cheeky!" He repeats, this time at a more volume-appropriate level. "You know it too. Your face doesn't do that thing randomly!"

You know, that thing.

That thing that Tidus's face is doing right now.

Soon Inigo will forget what they were even arguing about in the first place, and will only remember the cheeky face as his main point of contention.

Did Tidus know that Inigo would get so huffy he'd get up on his feet? ... really, he should have guessed it, but also, he's not feeling that bad about it either. They've been here long enough, with enough dramatic people onboard that even with the looks, he doubts any of them are seriously paying attention.

But he's definitely trying to keep down a chuckle as Inigo sits his butt back down, poking a fork at his food. And listening as Inigo gets right about into it.

"You thought about getting into acting?" Nevermind his face right now bro, even if it's still making That Expression as he waves his fork with some food on it. "You really like putting on a show."

Listen to you, Inigo. You should make a play about Tidus's face.

Please. Even if Tidus is just joking around here, there's absolutely no way Inigo could ever get up on a stage for that sort of thing. He's already terrified to do something he knows and likes up there, let alone doing something entirely new to him..

.. which might be part of why he's not even addressing that joke. His heart wouldn't be able to take it. His sensitive little baby heart.

"You're avoiding the subject!"

Look at Inigo, saying that as if it's some novel realisation. Like he's Sherlock Holmes over there, rather than a guy pointing out something incredibly obvious.

"You can't distract me that easily!" (Says the easily distractable guy.

Who, for example, has been completely distracted from even touching his food in this moment.)

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This is the kind of everyday that Tidus enjoys. The utter arguing over nothing, and Tidus could end it easily, but where would be the fun in that? When he wants to laugh when he's accused of avoiding the subject. What's even the subject, really? His face? His face making a face.

He knows he has Inigo distracted from reality entirely; glancing his way, then turning back to his food, shuffling some onto his fork.

"I know some good ways of distracting you."

There's a tone to it, a suggestion; that could simply be cheeky, or the kind of cheeky that's for the bedroom. Even a guy like Inigo will know which Tidus is implying, or so he hopes - but maybe he'll rub his leg against Inigo's, under the table, just in case.

(It's daring, he knows, but it just sounds like their normal goofing around, doesn't it? He might even get Inigo to go quiet, like this.)

Inigo going quiet?

Sure. That is exactly what happens - and instantly too, the moment he feels that leg rubbing up against his own. It certainly doesn't take a genius to understand what Tidus is implying here. Sometimes a thirsty boy is all it takes to understand a suggestion like that.

And if the quiet isn't enough to show that Inigo definitely gets where Tidus is going, then that blush that's rapidly spreading across his face will do the trick.

"You can't use that against me."

But when he's speaking like that, the fire is completely gone from his words. This is just Inigo sounding flustered. Sulking a little, perhaps.

"I'm weak to you doing that." And the reason that Inigo is totally okay with admitting that so quickly is definitely the fact that he's sure Tidus knows that already. It's not like they started doing this only just last week, after all. ".. you're not just joking, right?"

T-Tail wag? Metaphorically, anyway. Like a puppy that's just been told it can have a walk.

Tidus isn't eyeing to see how Inigo looks. There's a plate of food he's supposed to be eating, and an implication he doesn't want to make any more obvious, or to act needy about. Unlike the guy beside him he's giving the implication to.

The sulky response? That was expected - wanted, even (especially when there's the low low chance of this backfiring against Tidus, and Inigo just yells to the whole dining carriage what they're talking about). But the following question - no, the request?

Tidus glances Inigo's way, just barely. A surprise, or amazement, that this might go anywhere to the other. Hmm - was he just joking, or not?

"What do you mean?" He's stopped his leg rubbing, but not for what's said on either of their parts. Naturally, and now, he's curious to see what Inigo will say, do. Could leave it there, but he doesn't want to be too teasing. "What are you doing after this?"

Well. A little less teasing.

"You," seems to be Inigo's simple answer, before he seems to remember that right, the meal in front of them exists, and he quickly shoves a huge bite of food into his mouth, starting to chew.

He may or may not be using it as an excuse to not immediately have to talk again, despite the fact that he was clearly speaking with his mouth full only mere moments ago. But look, he obviously can't elaborate on the fact that he's doing Tidus after this! Nope! Nuh-uh! His mouth is full!

At least the one thing that does save Tidus in this situation is that Inigo's response definitely wasn't loud enough for anyone else to overhear them. As brief - and to the point - as it was, it's something that's staying between the two of them in this moment.

It takes everything for Tidus not to choke.

Everything not in Tidus's power, so he does, a sound in his throat that he bites down on, refusing to let everything in his mouth come out. There's no way he could have seen that powerful response coming! Who does Inigo think he is! W-what does he think he's saying, in this dining carriage!!

There's nothing Tidus can say to that; nothing he even wants to say, for or against, leaving his mind to sink into the intention. You.

Inigo was warming up moments ago, but now Tidus is joining him as the heat spreads across his face, and Tidus hoping that stuffing his own mouth will make it less noticeable, that it'll stop his mind from thinking thinking thinking, stop thinking!!

(Does Inigo want to do him? --well, if he is, then he should take charge and show it!! ...if he really wants to do that....)

Is going suddenly silent suspicious? No!! It's time for eating.

It's definitely suspicious.

.. or maybe just a little awkward, since both of them just went silent after that single word came out of Inigo's mouth. Which means there's just two guys sitting here at the long dining table now, both silently trying to shove as much food as possible into their mouths so they don't have to talk..

At first Inigo wonders if Tidus is going to reply, but then the other keeps not doing that, and the silence stretches on so long that it's starting to feel unbearable..

In fact, the people who were eating nearby are already standing up, done with eating, leaving just the two of them behind.

It's then that Inigo decides that maybe he should be brave and speak up here, before things get even more awkward.

".. what? Do you have any complaints about that idea?" C-Come on, Inigo, you can do it! Be strong.

Be brave.

Do you have any complaints?

"N-- no," Tidus starts; awkward himself, but in another sense than the awkward Inigo was going through. Now he has to finish his dinner so they can go off, doesn't he? And they have to behave during the walk to their room, too! "We need to finish eating up - then we can do whatever after."

'Whatever'. Nothing anyone else left in this carriage needs to know about. The people either side of them might've left, but it doesn't mean Tidus wants to talk about sex any more obvious on the off-chance. Make it sound like a casual conversation, that it could mean anything.

"...You can show me what you mean, then."

...but it doesn't mean that Tidus isn't tempted to flirt, vaguely. To be discreet, subtle - two things he never is, and doesn't have that confidence he was controlling before when he sent them down this path.

"Whatever?"

It's not that Inigo doesn't know why the other is wording it like that. After all, even with the people who have left, it's not like someone else couldn't walk in any moment. Especially when the dining carriage is - for obvious reasons - a rather popular place.

It's why Inigo also isn't willing to cross over to the wrong side of this balance. To risk saying something in front of the wrong person.

But that does not mean that he can't push a little, right?

"It's like you have no idea what I'm talking about," he says, managing to keep his voice even despite the fluttering in his stomach.

Oh, Inigo knows what he's doing. Teasing what he's saying, making him sound dumb - like he's shy, immaturely so, that he can't say the word sex and it has nothing to do with where they are.

He throws Inigo an unimpressed look; though, it rather looks like he's sulking with that pouty lower lip than anything to be concerned about.

"Since when did you get so cocky?" Poking at him this way, trying to get him worked up. Who does he get it from! Tidus never treats him this way! "You wanna invite anyone with us?"

Is that it, bro?? You want to invite more people to this conversation??

He pauses, and the expression on his face fades a little as he does. Only a little though - which means he's still smiling, but in a way that's softer now, rather than anything that seems even remotely close to a smirk.

"Aw, come on." Even that sounds gentle - though it'd be easy to take it in any other way, given what Inigo said only moments before. "I didn't mean it that way."

Since Tidus is starting to bristle now, making Inigo worried that he perhaps pushed the other a little too far. And it's not like he wants to make Tidus feel bad.

"I'm just excited."

He gets the idea that Inigo's pulling back, a reaction that makes him feel bad for his response, expecting a more confident result. but probably making Inigo feel guilty. Tidus looks away, lips rolling together as he tries to find what to say.

"Yeah," he says with weight - I can see that. Pausing as he struggles with the right words, then huffing, exaggeratedly, throwing Inigo a more put on look.

"Do I get to finish my food first, mister?"

He jabs a fork into his food, but then bumps his leg against Inigo's. Huh? Can you wait that long, bro?

Look, he's doing his best here with this careful balancing act! Trying to not make Tidus too upset, and also trying to make himself not too flustered, since that'd make him retreat right into full on shyness..

It's hard. It's so hard when you're Inigo, and your heart is the size of a baseball, yet soft like a peach.

"If you want to," he says, the careful result of said balancing act. There's a smile on his lips, and when he feels that leg against his own, he's so going to play footsy under the table here. Don't mind that foot rubbing gently against your own, Tidus.

"I think I can wait.. But not too long."

Says the guy who still has so much food in front of him too. Please, Inigo.

Footsy is a good sign in Tidus's opinion, a smile fighting on his lips trying to keep an indifferent state. But he's failing, the silliness of their discussion. Acting like coy virgins, or something.

"Oh yeah?" Nudge, nudge. "We have the walk back to the cabins, too. All that way - y'think you're gonna make it?"

Are you going to perish, Inigo? It's no less silly than before, but that's the fun of it. He porks his fork over on Inigo's side, scooping up a small part of his rice.

"We might need to put this food away for later, if you're really suffering."

He huffs, a small scoff at that.

"Uh," Inigo starts. Stretching out the word in a way that's obviously just meant to be dramatic, as if Tidus said something truly offensive just now. Something that has to be corrected instantly.

"I've already been alone all day. Because someone insisted on making this much food all day long!"

.. that's definitely exaggarating the exact time Tidus has spent in the kitchen, but.. you can't blame a guy for being dramatic in the face of this challenge, right?

"Do you even realise how long I've been holding out already?" Inigo simply says. Like this is some sort of natural daily need. Like he might die if he goes without for too long.

The exaggeration does get a laugh out of Tidus, short as it is, Tidus looking at him with a grin.

"If you were that lonely, you could've come and helped me cook!" He nudges him, elbow to elbow. Then he lowers his voice, not to a whisper, but from the level it rose to. "It sounds like to me you like waiting."

He turns his head away, to emphasise: "Sounds like I should keep you waiting - how about we meet up next week?"

Because saying 'how about we do it' is a little too obvious, in case anyone's listening.

There's only one way this could end.

Okay, maybe there are two ways this could end, because there's always the possibility of Inigo whining like a needy dog. It's something that can happen in pretty much any situation, regardless of even this specific context.

But it's not what happens here. No, what happens here is the inevitable other option.

The one where Inigo calmly pricks his fork into a piece of food, brings it up to his mouth, chews calmly and thoroughly before swallowing it and saying, as calm as a cucumber:

"Sure."

It's the possibility of gay chicken. Of course.

"Let's do it next week." As he says it, he's even pulling his feet back from the footsy going on underneath the table.

Are they doing this? They sure are.

"Alright," Tidus replies as calmly as Inigo, his own leg tucking back to his own side. "I've got other things to do, anyway - play a few games, think about important business. Numbers. Papers and stuff."

Tidus didn't have to go with the 'boring stuffy file man' route, but sometimes, you let your mouth just lead you down a path, and you stick with it. For maybe five minutes.

"I don't have time to be doing other things with my mouth."

He definitely waited for a second before coming out with that.

"Papers?" The word doesn't leave Inigo's mouth with surprise, but with amusement. He knows what Tidus is doing here, after all - and it's not entirely unsurprising. Inigo sure didn't expect the other to already break at the first step of this.

He was prepared for this to be more of a match than that.

"Come on, Tidus, what's that all about?" No, it's not disappointment in his voice because of that. It's definitely the amusement of someone who's calling out bullshit here. "I don't think I've ever seen you touch even a single piece of paper."

Inigo isn't really wrong, and Tidus can't be bothered to go too deep into that act, but also:

"I write more than you do!" He's still going to bicker, 'cause that's who he is. "When's the last time you did any writing, huh? You know how to hold a pen?"

Yeah?? Let's see what you say about that!

Heh. Heh!!

"They don't have pens where I come from!"

Gotcha, bro! Of course it's more natural for you to write than it is for him when his handwriting is that fancy for a reason. Said reason being that writing is much more only an official activity where Inigo comes from. You know, with fancy quills and all.

"Instead I thought that you were the one always making fun of Roland for the fact that he loves to write and record everything." Don't even pretend, dude. He's heard those jokes so often now! "And now you're suddenly really interested in doing the same thing? Just because someone's leaving you hanging for a bit?"

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