Backdated to the weekend Beach Party and Birthday Log! \o/

[fierybluebird]

[Marco runs around setting everything up. There's platters of food laid out -- more than enough and some extra as a habit from dealing with Ace and 1600 pirates, a boombox with tons of music, beach volleyball set up, a campfire, and according to Selphie and Marco, fireworks for later. GO NUTS. There will be some threads set up, but you can make your own or do anything! Just remember if the thread gets wild, mark it as NSFW.]

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[windbreak]

[A skinny guy in a white shirt whose face probably isn't too familiar to anyone in Garden just yet can be encountered in this area early on in the evening, eyeing the sushi with his arms folded and a look hovering somewhere between distaste and trepidation.

He sighs and tries to cheer up a little.] Well, since I'm here... [He still sounds a bit nervous. Actually, it's not just about the selection. Here's hoping nobody asks him about any missing deckchairs.

But he does find it in himself to reach down and pick up a handful of breadsticks, just enough to share.

Wait... was that last one on a platter, or just a plate someone happened to leave sitting unattended nearby? Nah, couldn't be.]

[om_nom_namur]

That's all yer eatin', smolt? Y' look half starved. Load up!

[SHARK! But don't worry. This one won't bite unless provoked. He's going for the sushi because that is probably the absolute best thing humans have ever done with a dead fish. In fact, Namur will be extra helpful, and lump a few pieces of sushi onto Yosuke's plate.]

[windbreak]

Mm, I just - w-whoa! [He starts so dramatically on turning to look at Namur that one piece of the sushi doesn't so much fall as fly off his plate.]

Yeah, I'll... pass. [Most of the rest soon follow as he hastily brushes them aside.] Uh, thanks anyway. Although... I don't remember hearing anything about this being a costume party...

[He says this weakly, and it's probably clear he doesn't really believe it either.]

[om_nom_namur]

It ain't.

[Tones of "what the hell are you talking about?" are heavy in his voice. Look at them muscles, them tats and scars scattered over thick grey skin. Those aren't fake.]

[windbreak]

Oh, okay. Heh... [Logic, along with recent experience, suggests to Yosuke that up and bolting at this exact moment wouldn't really be a good use of his time. Logic is not sounding too appealing right now.] I didn't bring one either, so I guess that's a relief, huh?

[The breadsticks look innocent enough, though, and he is kind of starving - not that he didn't already know how much running around in a crazy monster-infested world tends to take out of you. He musters all courage he thinks he still has and loudly bites the top off one of them.]

Uh, anyway, nice to meet you. [Okay, "do you come here often" definitely isn't a good question to start off with, so what is...?] So... what are you, exactly?

[In his efforts to keep things conversational, he's spraying crumbs a little...]

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur's eyes glint a little, and he smiles toothily.]

Y' ever heard a mermaids? An' how they sing t' tempt sailors inta the water so they can drag 'em down t' the bottom a the sea an' feed 'em t' their monstrous husbands?

[He winks meaningfully. Then bursts out laughing and pops a piece of sushi into his mouth as he heads to the other end of the table to grab a drink.]

[windbreak]

H-Hey, I was serious!

[He swallows and sighs again.]

...Kinda makes you wonder where they got all the fish here from.

[scatterflower]

[Don't worry unfamiliar guy, you'll get well known soon enough.

Chika can't help but smile as she looks over at the food, dressed in a rather simple pink bikini. She had a t-shirt she was wearing over it before, but well... it went somewhere when she went swimming people.

Piyomon was off somewhere that wasn't the food, so Chika figured she should go get some while she could, taking a few pieces of sushi and a couple of pieces of bread herself.

She did blink a bit when she caught sight of the new guy, trying to think of if she saw him before.]

You're only eating bread?

[windbreak]

[Actually, Yosuke isn't eating much of anything at this exact moment, although one of his breadsticks is halfway to his mouth. He doesn't blink until a second later, either.]

...Uh, sorry, what?

[scatterflower]

[Chika smiled.]

Well, it looks like you've only grabbed some bread. You should probably try to eat more than that. You know, before Piyomon and Gaomon get to the food and you loose your chance.

[Digimon ate a lot, after all.]

[windbreak]

[He laughs sheepishly, although he still sounds a bit distracted.] Honestly, after a bunch of homicidal fish trying to eat you, it kind of puts you off eating them for the rest of the day...

[It's not yet dark enough out here for the flush in his cheeks to be anything other than really, really noticeable.]

Oh, did you want to get to the chips? [He hastily steps away from the table.] G-Go right ahead.

[And then he'll get to see her from behind, too. Man, he's a genius!]

[scatterflower]

[ Chika blinked. ]

Really? That usually makes me want to eat them more. You know, spite and all.

[ She's kidding. Mostly. Though now that Yosuke mentioned it, maybe chips would be a good idea. ]

Oh. Thanks.

[ She walks over to where the chips are... and gives him a bit of a wiggle of her ass as she walks. Yeah, she wasn't stupid dude. But as long as you didn't try to touch or anything, she could give you a bit of a look at least. ]

So... I guess you're pretty new here. Are you Hanamura-san? Or are you another new person here?

[windbreak]

[Unfortunately for Yosuke, and fortunately for everyone else in the universe, he looks away from Chika for just a second as a stray blitzball thunks wetly into the sand a few yards away from the table and misses the main spectacle.

This doesn't mean he's stopped blushing. Actually, any boats passing by the beach would probably be able to use him as a beacon by this point. His breadsticks are practically forgotten already.]

Oh! Yeah, Yosuke Hanamura, that's me. Uh, did we talk...?

[He's really distracted right now, and surreptitiously adjusting the neck of his shirt.]

[corruptedsouls]

[Well, "share" is probably a bit of a word, there, Yosuke... since it seems a yellow mouse is swiping a breadstick from your stack.]

[windbreak]

[What a weird-coloured rat... Yosuke is distracted enough wondering what exactly it reminds him of that he fails to notice the escaping breadstick until it's comfortably out of reach.]

Hey! [He makes a wild grab for it anyway. It doesn't accomplish much, but he does narrowly avoid losing his balance or any more of his food.] Get your own!

[corruptedsouls]

[Pikachu easily drops out of the grab, glaring at him with sparks dancing across her cheeks.]

Pi Pika!

[windbreak]

[He does his best to glare back at it.] Pipika yourself! Don't you think that's way more than enough food for you?

[But it's difficult to keep up the stern act with the rat, well, crackling at him like that. Maybe it's some kind of robot. ...Maybe it's about to blow up. That would fall in line with the luck he seems to be having today.

He hangs his head.] Urgh, what am I even saying...?

[corruptedsouls]

Pika pi.

[She lets the electricity drop, chewing on the breadstick and giving him a look equal to "You're a moron."]

[corruptedsouls]

[And there's a pair of hands picking up the little yellow mouse, apparently oblivious to the previous argument between her and Yosuke.]

[windbreak]

[He heaves a defeated sigh and is about to pick up another breadstick, but the sound of a newcomer's footsteps surprises him, and he looks up.]

Oh, hey! Is that thing yours?

[ascendit]

[Totally is.]

Hey, that's mine!

[He knew he should have eaten it as soon as he'd loaded that plate.]

[windbreak]

[Nate's protest doesn't register with Yosuke right away - he's too busy ripping a large chunk off the bread with his teeth.

But once it does, it's pretty dramatic. He spins around, panicked and trailing crumbs.] W-What? Seriously?

[ascendit]

Seriously.

[Glaring, Nate gingerly balances the cup he's holding onto a free spot of another plate (mostly containing chips, dip, and veges) before snatching the plate of breadsticks.]

Look, there's a difference between the plates and the platters. [He looks like he's about to add something else, but his gaze flicks down to Yosuke's translator, and he thinks better of it.]

[windbreak]

Hey, you could've put it down somewhere else! If you're just going to pile it up with nothing but breadsticks, don't you think people're bound to get a little confused? [But he wilts a bit in the spotlights of that glare.] Just... say something next time.

[Quick, he's gotta think of some way to stop dragging the mood down...]

Uh, apart from that, you enjoying the party?

[ascendit]

Someone was putting down the last of the cola; I had to grab it before someone else did. [l o g i c

[He shrugs.] Some ["a lot"] of the food's weird. But the set up's okay, I guess.

[Not that he has much to compare it to.]