Duke Crocker (
betterthanaplan) wrote2019-10-02 10:40 am
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Entry tags:
- cape rouge,
- ic,
- octavia,
- porgs
The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom (and Beyond!), Wednesday afternoon
Duke had plans with Octavia today to show her the ocean -- or the parts of it that could be easily reached from Fandom in an afternoon, anyway. So while he waited for her to arrive, he puttered around his boat, checking over the engine and bilge pump, plotting a couple possible routes on his charts, and checking the weather reports and tides for anything that might give them trouble.
Everything looked good for a lovely day at sea. He put together some beer and snacks, and sat back on his favorite bench with his ukelele while he waited.
A pair of porgs hopped up on the crate by his feet. He did his best to ignore them.
[for one!]
Everything looked good for a lovely day at sea. He put together some beer and snacks, and sat back on his favorite bench with his ukelele while he waited.
A pair of porgs hopped up on the crate by his feet. He did his best to ignore them.
[for one!]
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Maybe she couldn't do boisterous, these days, but sincere was was still easy to hit even when she didn't necessarily want to.
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The ocean spread out in front of them, broad, empty, and deep, sparkling blue.
"God, I love that view."
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She exhaled like there was a weight sliding off her shoulders. "It's beautiful," she said, though maybe mostly to herself, judging by how murmured it was.
(She didn't know it, and neither would he, but she looked almost exactly like she had when she'd first seen the butterflies she'd mentioned in passing before.)
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There had been life on the ground, too, but nature was still bouncing back. It was a delight whenever she saw something new here.
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Larger shapes were breaching the surface, visible more by their movement than by any contrast of color with the water. And by their small, pointed dorsal fins.
"Porpoises," he explained. "Having a feast."
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She knew dolphins first and foremost from myth, but she'd also seen a nature documentary or two.
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Fandom being what it was, and the Cape Rouge being very close to Fandom, one of the porpoises obliged Duke by leaping all the way up out of the water. Duke beamed.
"-- Do that."
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"I saw it," she said, like there was any doubt. "Dolphins, they're slimmer in the face, right? Porpoises are more blunt, kind of."
... Relatable.
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Or a theme park, but Duke liked to pretend those didn't exist.
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"I've been close enough to the teeth of enough things that I probably don't have to get that familiar with them," she noted with a wry drawl. "I think I might like an aquarium, though."
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No, she knew she hadn't.
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It seemed like a fairly understandable bit of paranoia to her, considering.
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Not that she'd tested that theory.
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She sighed. "That sounds like being cold and miserable to avoid being uncomfortable." Or panicked, but that was a step too far in what she was willing to say. "But, maybe. I didn't mean to let it hold me back this long."
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What for? She couldn't say.
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