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Royal Decree Mod Account ([personal profile] royaldecreemods) wrote in [community profile] royalooc2025-10-06 08:01 am
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Test Drive Meme #1: Season Of Wilting

TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to the Royal Decree Test Drive Meme!

If you're new here – hi, hello, welcome! This is your chance to give your potential character a little test run and see how they might fit into the world of Rosavelle. You can find all the relevant info over on our Navigation Page, so take a peek if you need to get caught up on the setting, rules, or just want to gnaw on the worldbuilding a bit.

This TDM is non-canon to the game overall, but feel free to treat individual threads or CR as canon between characters if everyone involved agrees. We've included some prompts and locations below to help spark ideas, but as always, feel free to go off-script and go ham!


The Season of Wilting settles over Rosavelle with a pretty healthy chill. Early in the season, the snowfall is light – just enough to dust the rooftops, lace the bridges, and gather along the edges of the canals. It's cold, but not biting, with most days bringing crisp air and still skies. But as the weeks progress, the cold deepens, and by mid-season, snow is piling up and most of the kingdom's blooms have begun hibernating for the cold season.

Throughout Wilting, expect soft snowfall most days, with the occasional flurry sweeping in from the Azurite Sea. The canals rarely freeze completely thanks to the island's magic, but the bridges can get icy, so tread carefully. The skies tend to stay clear, but a few soft snowstorms pass through. By the end of Wilting, the cold reaches its peak. The days are short, the nights come early, and most people tuck themselves into warm taverns and candle-lit shops to escape the chill.

But that doesn't mean there's not plenty to do around the kingdom! It's been a little while since your arrival in Rosavelle - just enough for you to start settling into the comings and goings of life around the kingdom and you should know by now that when folks are in need across the island, everyone pitches in to help!
PROMPTS










Mind The Gap
    Looks like one of the canal bridges is out of service for the time being! A decorative footbridge reacted particularly badly to the icy weather and collapsed. Thankfully no one's been hurt, but it does mean that easy access to the other side of this particular canal has been cut off. And the detour routes? Unsurprisingly, they're packed! Some handy helpers are trying to alleviate the situation, so it might be nice to contribute towards their efforts by giving strangers a boost across the canals or otherwise trying to organize a replacement bridge. Whatever you're up to, you'll have to deal with being stuck on this half of Menthward somehow!

Fruity Flotsam
    Fruits on the loose! A boat full of produce tipped over, and now fruits and veggies of all kinds are bobbing down the canal like runaway balloons. Normally this wouldn't be such a terrible problem, but this deep into Wilting the water's way too cold to just dive in and scoop them out! It's up to you and a partner to chase them down – whether by boat, on foot, or even from the bridge with a net – and rescue as many as you can before they float out into the sea and are never seen again. Or maybe instead of teamwork, you'll opt to get competitive about the whole thing! In any case, once they’re returned to their rightful place, the vendor might see fit to reward you and your fellow helpers with a warm drink, a tasty snack, or even a discount on your next basket for your troubles!

Dockside Detectives
    A mix-up at the Mouette Docks means the wrong goods have gone to the wrong boats, and vendors are not happy, to say the least! A handful of volunteers are running interference to try and make sure everything gets to the right place, and it just so happens that you've been looped in to help untangle the deliveries too! Who ordered twenty crates of lemons? Who's missing their flower garlands? It'll take a bit of detective work, but you’re in luck! A handy dandy enchantment on the boxes means that working in pairs will give everyone a sense of what should go where, so you should be able to figure it out eventually. Or if you're not the manual labor type, hey, someone's got to keep all these vendors calm and happy somehow. Feel like running some customer service interference?

By The Bonfire's Glow
    It might be cold down by the water, but to warm everyone's spirits a bit, an impromptu bonfire has been lit up on the beach and everyone's invited! There's meat, fish, and veggies by the bucketful to roast by the fire, and some mulled wine in case the fire isn't quite toasty enough for you. There's gossip and local stories galore (some definitely less based in fact than others), and everyone's in high spirits, which makes it a perfect opportunity to break the ice a little. Challenge a friend to a contest of who can tell the most unbelievable story, test your skills to see who can roast the best goodies without dropping their food into the fire or team up to keep the flames fed with driftwood gathered along the shore. Whether you're competing, sharing secrets, or just quietly soaking in the glow, the night is alive with possibility!

Petal Panic
    A magical flower stall has misfired, turning a corner of Primavain into a localized snowstorm of petals. It's extremely #aesthetic but also completely impractical, thanks to the enchantment on them. They’ll cling to passers-by and inflict glamors of all kinds on them - making your skin sparkle, changing your hair to all sorts of colours, making your features warp into a caricature of yourself and who knows what else! Thankfully, the vendor in question knows how to reverse the spell – but they'll need a handful of volunteers to fix it! Team up to help the vendor fix their runaway magic, chase down flying flowers, or otherwise do your best not to slip and die on the combination of soggy petals and snow.

Paint the Town
    A local painter is starting up a for-funsies communal mural project: help design, paint, or charm the flowers that will decorate Primavain's central square. If you're not the artistic type, you can help out with clearing the square of all the snow currently in the way or just wrangle supplies and keep the cocoa flowing for everyone else. However, once the canvas is clear, there's plenty of supplies free for everyone to borrow and use. Whether you’re painting seriously, messing around, or heckling your friends’ brushwork, it's a nice excuse to mingle.

Snowball Showdown
    There's a snowy skirmish going up in the hills! What started as a playful snowball scuffle between some noble kids has snowballed (literally) into a Bellvine-wide winter free-for-all. The flower-draped balconies are raining snow, enchanted snowballs are flying through the air, and even some of the stuffier residents have been pulled in to defend their honor. With this many people lobbing this much snow around, the lines between playful rivalry and outright chaos are getting blurry! If you've got decent aim – or you really just don't want to lose – it's the perfect time to jump in!

The Errant Envelope
    Someone's enchanted love letter got caught in a stray gust of wind - and unfortunately for them, the charm meant to guide it discreetly to its recipient has completely backfired. Now the poor thing is zipping wildly around Bellvine Hill, swooping past balconies, diving between flowerbeds, and expertly dodging every grabby hand along the way. To make things worse, the streets are icy from the snowfall, so chasing it means slipping, sliding, and probably landing flat on your back if you're not careful. The trouble doesn’t stop once you catch it, either - reading even a few words might stir up fluttery feelings and an irresistible urge to flirt with whoever happens to be in front of you! It's going to take teamwork (and maybe a little magic) to snag it before it blows right through someone's window – or worse, into the wrong person's hands.
wingstosee: (iseethedevil)

venus | we know the devil

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
flots[a]m and floaters
cw: religious trauma, disordered thinking, hallucinations

[ so... that's it. one moment, he's at camp for bad teens, and the next he's somewhere else. explained things by someone that makes his heart seize up in ways he doesn't want to think about, and just like that he's... free.

(gone. not free. he shouldn't say free, it's not... right. he was sent to the summer scouts for a reason, right? and maybe, maybe it wasn't a good reason, maybe it's a reason he's thought about it a hundred times and hates more and more each time, but it's a reason. these things don't happen on accident. on purpose. with intent. the world exists with intent and apologies don't make up for intent but God knows and-)

he shouldn't say free. gone. one moment, he's there, and now he's gone. the bonfire captain, all the other teens that hate him, the mosquitos, the summer sun - all gone. jupiter and neptune are gone. and maybe that's good, too. he likes them, don't get him wrong. more than most. more than they'd like someone like him. they're better without him, just the two of them. two, God's number. seventy seven by seven is infinite and one is nothing but two is a church when they congregate in His name, as long as there are two the devil won't come, they're strong as two and he's-

the lights flicker in his vision, just out of sight. just in his peripherals. he turns his head before he realizes, squeezes his eyes shut, breathes in and out, repeats mantra in his mind. five things he can see. snow. canals. pineapples. windows. candlelight. four things he can touch. snow. pineapple, if he jumped. stonework-

okay wait why is there a pineapple in the canals

the lights don't quite fade away, but. the pineapple just keeps floating. for a second, venus just stares down at it, utterly frozen in place, and when he finally does raise a hand it's just to awkwardly ask the next person who passes by:
]

Um! Hello! I, um, I was just wondering. I'm new here? So! Um. Are there. Do fruits just. Are there usually pineapples in the canals around here??

beside the [b]onfire
cw: hallucinations

[ there's a feast of food, a gathering of spirited storytellers, and amidst it all one very quiet boy sitting at the outskirts of the group. he holds himself as if to minimize his presence; his shoulders draw down and inward, his back is hunched, his arms stay crossed when he isn't taking a bite. bright blue eyes occasionally glance around, taking in tiny bits of scenery and conversation before inevitably falling back to the bonfire-

or not the bonfire itself, but the space above it, the spot where fire becomes heat. where matter becomes void. where the lights congregate, dancing so close he can almost reach out to them.

and then he closes his eyes, squeezes them shut, and only opens them again after a deep sigh. when someone does speak to him, eventually, it's met with a startle and an almost manic-
]

Sorry! Sorry, I didn't- um, I was thinking about things, so I didn't. Really listen. Ahaha. [ a nervous chuckle. the kind of thing that makes most people want to shove him into a locker. ] Sorry, but could you... maybe say that again?

[c]aught and cursed
[ he's had practice chasing things. he's not in shape, not really; he's too small, too weak, doesn't work out unless he's forced to. but it's easy enough to see where the letter will be, to rotate it, push it forward, see the moment it'll dance like a slideshow just past him-

-so when he reaches out, expecting to fail like he always does, and grabs it just like that? there's an honest few moments of shock where he just. stands there. when he finally does realize what's happened, he pulls the letter out, reading over it with wide eyes and full concentration. one sentence becomes two becomes dozens; his cheeks gradually grow redder and redder. and when he finally seals it back in the envelope, nervously clearing his throat and turning to whoever's closest, instead of an explanation something else tears its way past his lips:
]

I really like your hands????

[ nobody wanted that. you probably didn't want that. he certainly didn't. congratulations! now you've got to deal with cringey compliments AND a boy who looks like he's about to melt into a puddle. ]

wildcar[d]
ooc info

[ hey there! this is bb, throwing my sad little scrungly girl into a place where she might be able to thrive! eventually. very eventually. i'm open to any tags from anyone, and if you want to do a custom starter or plot something else out just hit me up at [plurk.com profile] bbcakes or beelzebae/nebellung @ discord, whichever's online! ]
Edited 2025-10-06 07:04 (UTC)
soldragon: (Concern)

B: Ryu 1/8192 | Breath of Fire: Dragon Quarter

[personal profile] soldragon 2025-10-06 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
(Immediate primer on Ryu: A monster-hunter and guide by trade, he once made a pact with a dragon to reach the surface. A Lot Of Bad Things Happened As A Result Of This.)

Hm? Oh, uh, I was just saying there's free food over there.

[Ryu himself is somewhat laconic, so when he spotted someone being quiet on his own, he decided to sit next to them. It's not bad to listen every once in a while.]

[He recognizes the chuckle. It was the kind he had whenever someone asked him to hand over his kill scores to 'improve their chances'.]

I'd get it while it's hot, but cool has its advantages too, I guess.
nightwild: (pic#15737814)

Yayoi Tenju | OC

[personal profile] nightwild 2025-10-06 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
i. dockside detective

[Fortunately, Yayoi is... well, a detective. Not a great one, without her partner, but she's still got the gist of running around and asking questions. She doesn't have a partner here yet, but you know what she does have? A motorcycle. She's got her bike out, and is driving up and down the docks to try to get deliveries done quickly... but that doesn't help her when she can't figure out what goes where.]

What could anyone possibly want this many lemons for?

[She's hoisting the box onto the back of her motorcycle, but... seriously, what could anyone possibly use that many lemons for? She definitely needs help getting this delivery done.]

ii. bonfire

[At least she arrived with her fuzzy jacket, so she could be colder. But still, a jacket can only do so much, so she's huddled by the fire.

Until someone else starts cooking something on the fire. As soon as she smells food, her eyes are immediately drawn over there. If you're cooking on the fire, Yayoi is approaching you. Her expression indicates she might try to eat your food, or possibly you if you try to stop her. She Hungers.]


iii. snowball wars

[The problem with being Yayoi here is that she doesn't really care much for the snow. It's cold, and wet, and kind of just a pain. She doesn't want to participate.

But on the other hand, she hates losing.

Being extremely competitive, hating losing, and having some level of super strength are kind of a terrible combination, as it turns out. Because if you throw a snowball at Yayoi... She turns around from what she's been doing. Building up a large snowbank, far too large to throw at a person.

But she can sure pick up a person and throw them into the snowbank. It's a soft, harmless landing, but it does sure get her point across, doesn't it?]


iv. wildcard

[any other ideas? plot with me at [plurk.com profile] lastbastion! yayoi is prickly but doing her best.]
wingstosee: (covering)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! The food, right. Haha. I, um- I already grabbed some, and I don't really want to...

[ venus falters mid-sentence, breaking desperate eye contact to look down to the ground. her mostly empty plate barely had anything to begin with - a bit of bread, a few safer dishes that look familiar. a tiny bit of meat, with far too much left on the bone. ]

...I'll just wait, haha. Don't worry.
blurrier: (when you're lost)

yoosung kim ( mystic messenger )

[personal profile] blurrier 2025-10-06 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
A. FRUITY FLOTSAM
By now, Yoosung offers to help anyone however often he can, so it's not a surprise to find him trying to catch the runway fruit for the vendor. However, his plan may not be the most brilliant, as he's attempting to gather them up with a net from atop the bridge and it's proving very unwieldy for one singular person. He's leaning out a little too far... If there's not intervention from another, there's bound to be a very cold splash.

B. BY THE BONFIRE'S GLOW
Cozy and comfortable, bundled up with a blanket over his shoulders, Yoosung sits by the bonfire. Everyone's stories are going in one ear and out the other as he's been eyeing the buckets of food curiously for the past few minutes. Finally, he speaks to whoever is nearest to him:

"You know, I do kinda like cooking, but I'm not super great at it yet... Do you think roasting over an open flame like that would be hard?"

C. PAINT THE TOWN
Though he's never considered himself an artist, Yoosung is finding it exciting to watch the artists here at work. He dedicates himself to keeping them as comfortable as possible, bringing hot cocoa any time he thinks someone looks cold, or more paint or other supplies if it seems like they're getting low. He's happy to play errand boy here as he watches the mural take shape.

As he brings someone a fresh, steaming mug of hot cocoa (whether they asked for it or not), he looks wide-eyed at the work they've been doing.

"Wow... That's looking so cool!"

D. SOMETHING ELSE?
[ nothing here for you? feel free to freestyle it or tweak an option above, or poke me via PM or [plurk.com profile] sisterling to brainstorm together! ]
soldragon: (neutral)

[personal profile] soldragon 2025-10-06 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
If you say so... Though I think I kind of get it.

[Ryu looks up at the clear, cold night.]

If you told me there was a place where people don't go hungry, I'd wonder where the food comes from, you know?
liedol: (movieairc008)

bonfire

[personal profile] liedol 2025-10-06 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ah-

[ Ai startles at more or less the same time Venus does. She's been sort of floating idly around the bonfire, making small talk but not lingering with any one person long enough for them to ask her any real personal questions - it's cowardly, she knows, but... just where would she even start? So it's easier not to give them a chance.

This, though. This seems safe enough. Small talk is easy when you have things to actually talk about. ]


S-sorry, sorry! Wow, I really snuck up on you, huh? [ She giggles nervously. ] I was just saying - do you want a new marshmallow? Yours is kind of, um...

[ melted and gone.......... ]
nightwild: (pic#17165681)

a

[personal profile] nightwild 2025-10-06 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Yayoi looks over Venus. She'd been looking around, trying to get the lay of the land, but if someone's talking to her... Well, at least it's this random weenie-seeming guy.

Still, weenie guy raises a good question. Why is there a pineapple in the canal?]


Maybe it's some weird local festival thing?
funkyvibes: (pic#18084319)

Shizuru Kuwabara - Yu Yu Hakusho

[personal profile] funkyvibes 2025-10-06 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
1. By the Bonfire's Glow (possible CW: underage drinking)
Firelight paints the early evening in warm golden hues. Shizuru offers some mulled wine to the person beside her after topping up her own glass. She's cozed up in a heavy sweater, hair pulled into a side ponytail and a wry smile on her face.

"So, what made you decide to accept the invitation to this place?"

Because she's hoping not everyone's trying to recover from fucked up romantic trauma like she is.


2. Snowball Skirmish
While some people are blindsided by the snowballs flying, Shizuru seems to have a sixth sense for when one's flung near her (...because she does), dodging out of the way. A more targeted attack will get a reciprocal snowball response, though; she's perfectly content to prove her valor if dragged into the fight unwillingly.

And if that leads to picking someone up by the back of their coat and tossing them into a snowbank face-first, so be it. The Kuwabara family are all fighters at the core.


3. Paint the Town
Paint is not Shizuru's usual artistic medium. She's a beautician, not a muralist. That said, when offered a chunk of wall, she begins sketching out the vague outline of a Nagel woman, framed in red spider lilies. It's perhaps a little off-theme, and the symbolism of that particular choice of flower is certainly a thing.

But to those coming from Earth in one form or another, the Nagel woman might be a surprisingly familiar sight to remark on.


4. Wildcard
[Bring your own prompt, I'm wide open. I can be found on Discord or Plurk to plot, though I will be bedding down for tonight soon after I post this. Shizuru is coming from right after the Dark Tournament and Sakyo's death.]
wingstosee: (understanding)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
That's...

[ that's not what he meant. it's not even a little what he was thinking about. and that just makes him feel even worse about it. because here he is, in a new place, with an entirely new chance to start things over, and here this guy's assuming the best of him. this place isn't for the failures, is it? ]

...yeah. Something like that.

[ God. he really is the worst, isn't he? ]
wingstosee: (covering)

1/2

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no! Not at all, you didn't- sneak up or anything, haha. I just...

[ oh. she's giggling. she's not mad. he can take a shaky breath, and let the topic drop, and focus on what she's saying instead. gosh, she's really pretty, isn't she? pretty in a different way than neptune or jupiter. pretty in a way where- ]

Wait, my marshmallow's-

[ he looks back to the fire. ]
funkyvibes: (pic#18084311)

flotsam

[personal profile] funkyvibes 2025-10-06 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
Wouldn't know, I'm also new here.

[That said, Shizuru's content to kneel by the side of the canal and watch that wayward fruit float for a moment, before she glances in toward the capsized boat that released the produce. Her cigarette smolders between her fingers as she blinks at a melon bobbing along behind the pineapple.]

...that's a lot of fruit salad. Someone should try to, like. Collect those.
wingstosee: (unacceptable)

2/2

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA???

[ oh. hm. his skewer appears to have caught fire. ]

WHY IS IT- HOW DO I PUT IT OUT?????
funkyvibes: (soft vibes)

B

[personal profile] funkyvibes 2025-10-06 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Not that hard, as long as you're patient. Try starting with the vegetables, instead of the fish or meat. Here, we can do it together."

Big sister mode is clearly already engaged. She finds a stick that she can skewer some zucchini and bell pepper and other vegetables on, offering it to Yoosung, before making herself one as well.
summerless: (Default)

Beacon Kohler | OC

[personal profile] summerless 2025-10-06 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
A: A Dockside Detective
Bah. Such a mess in the canals. Everyone's too much in a rush and now everything's clogged up and a mess.

But hark. What is that sound, making itself slightly known over the din?

Clack. Clack. Clack.

The sound of metal against stone as a steel-shod ciupaga arrives on scene, and whose hand is holding it but a tallish blonde woman with round, fluffy ears and an inquisitive expression. It's pretty clear she might not be able to lift the crates around by hand. Still, she taps her shepherd's axe against the ground--

... Ah. Right. The magic is different here. Again. Hiding the blush in her cheeks, she stalks over to someone competent-looking. "Tell me where to go, and I'll help however I can."

B: Petal Panic
She'll say this about the flower merchant, he sure knew his Glamours. The understanding required would be fascinating all on its own...

If it weren't also causing havoc in the middle of the street.

Still, she might not know all that *much* about how things worked here in Rosevell, but she had enough strength for this. As someone ran by, she lightly tapped them with the hammer-pom of the axe, brushing away the petal and glamour both. "Ah, and who's this under the beastly form?"

C: Mind The Gap

Beacon looked at the possibility of walking another several blocks and standing. Straight. For what might be hours, waiting for the bridge to clear, and groaned, internally. There weren't many things that made her state a burden, but walking around any town was certainly one of them.

While working with the healers was something she looked forward to, she hadn't held out much hope; the source of the problems had healed, but she'd never met a healer yet who could permanently grow muscle short of physical therapy.

What made it worse was that she had been on the way to her appointment when the bridge she was supposed to be taking was now out.

So, instead, she relied on her primary method of getting through things like this--

Asking for help and leaning on her Understandings. She leans against the railing of the bridge and heaves a long-suffering sigh at a passer-by. "Help an old lady cross the river?"
wingstosee: (covering)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh, wow. she looks... like an actual scout. the sort of person that can be flashy and pretty and dye her hair without being an affront to god, even though it doesn't mention dyed hair anywhere in the bible and at least two of the counselors do it even though they say it's changing god's natural beauty? he'd be jealous if that wouldn't be weird. so instead, he tries to smile brighter, and laughs nervously, and says:
]

Oh! Right, that makes sense.

[ except for the part where it... doesn't. but he doesn't bring that up immediately, choosing instead to point down to the canals again- ]

Festival bananas! Haha.

[ ...good lord, that's a lot of festival bananas. like. a crate's worth. ]
soldragon: (talky)

[personal profile] soldragon 2025-10-06 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
... And hey. Beats eating worms, right?

[what.]
liedol: (that shines through the blue)

[personal profile] liedol 2025-10-06 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ OH THIS IS. UNIDEAL? ]

Um! I think - drop it and stomp on it? Maybe? That's what they always say, right?

[ WHO. IS THEY. IN THIS SITUATION??? ]

H-hold on, I'll go see if I can find some water...!
wingstosee: (shouldhaveknown)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Right. That's sort of... A lot of us are, huh.

[ he crosses his arms, grabs nervously at an elbow, worriedly bites his lip - and even if his nose wrinkles the tiniest bit when shizuru takes a drag on her cigarette, he doesn't say a word about it. he just... watches. ]

Yeah. Someone really should.

[ in the voice of someone who very desperately doesn't want to do it, and knows it's gonna be his job soon anyway. ]
wingstosee: (ohwow)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:44 am (UTC)(link)




Probably?
wingstosee: (shouldhaveknown)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ the good news: by the time ai runs off, venus has already managed something about the marshmallow. namely, he's pulled the smoldering remains off the fire, jammed his skewer into the sand, and kicked a bunch of sand on top of it until there's just little wisps of smoke.

the bad news: venus's skewer is all sandy and also he kicked sand on the little bits of food he was grazing on and also maybe he wants to be taken to the afterlife like enoch, right this instant.
]
funkyvibes: (pic#18084345)

[personal profile] funkyvibes 2025-10-06 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
...are we 'someone'?

[Like, part of her's worried about whoever was driving the boat to begin with, but that's a problem being handled down there. Here, there's fruit to think about.]
nightwild: (pic#16545038)

[personal profile] nightwild 2025-10-06 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
... Really weird festival.

[She's staring down the canal at them... She seems completely oblivious to what Venus might be thinking. He's just focused on the fruit, right? Her too. She's pretty hungry.]

Think we could grab them?
wingstosee: (idlethoughts)

[personal profile] wingstosee 2025-10-06 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe...?

[ maybe a little. he watches the boat rescue efforts, wincing as a particularly large crate of something resembling kiwis just... goes straight into the cold water. ]

Probably.

[ oh. the rescuers are waving at the two of them now and trying to yell something. ]

Definitely.