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[couldabeenturbo]

Who: Dewey and YOUEY
Where: The Docks
When: Mid-August
What: Dewey and Friends attend the traveling festival! Open post! If you've ever threaded with him, he considers you a Friend and would have invited you in a BBS post. Feel free to start a TL at some other specific event if you want to skip the lead-up: rigged games, sideshow attractions, maybe gawking at the Manticore of Munn ...
Warnings: will be added if they become A Thing



The minute Dewey heard the rumors going around that there was a traveling festival in town, he knew he had to go. Noctis was right: it was high time he got back down into the city, despite the fact that he and Rapunzel had gotten so hopelessly lost a few weeks ago. This time, he was going prepared: a map from the library was tucked into his backpack, with plenty of room left over for cheap midway winnings and souvenirs he didn't even need, but would absolutely hoard anyway.

He left a quick note on the bulletin board, addressed to anyone he even remotely considered a friend: Guys hey let's go to the dock festival meet you outside the path to town k we're DEWING THIS - Dewey

Anyone who wanted to meet up with him could find him bouncing on the balls of his feet, too excited to stand still.

Comments

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis absolutely wouldn't say he spoke fancy at all. Compared to that warrior guy he spent time with and Cecil, well he just didnt talk anything like them. So he just half laughed and shook his head as he was tugged on, going along with things easily enough.

But when Kuja permitted himself to be tugged on, that got him wondering. It was funny, because Dewey had more courage than he himself had, but then again ducks were cuter. So that had to be the reason that the other man wasnt fussing or snarling or whatever.

Besides, the 'friend' comment made earlier still had him silently snickering, so he just smirked over at Kuja quickly and went along.

[couldabeenturbo]

At the nearest stand, Dewey procured three of the largest available cups of lemonade, presenting one to each of his new friends like a DTV Movie Award before picking up his own and giving it a voracious slurp. They were made the best way, too: with the whole squeezed lemon still left cut in half at the bottom of the cup.

"Whatcha think?"

[treno_nobleman]

Time left to himself in this place had nudged his perspective on so many aspects of his life - in small ways, but no less. Letting himself be tugged in the direction of the drink stand, for instance, might have received a harsh tug back before, but now Kuja took the encouragement gracefully and straightened his sleeve and followed along.

The drink was accepted with a soft hum of thanks, but he took a moment to examine the liquid inside and gave it a delicate sniff before he took a sip of it. The sourness of the fruit balanced out in a strange way with the sweetness of it in extremes he knew immediately that he didn't like, but he held onto the glass regardless and tilted his head, face revealing nothing. "It is... perhaps a little much for me. But if either of you like it, you may have mine."

[fatedsacrifice]

The lemonade wasn't bad because it wasn't vegetables. Noctis thought it needed more sugar but he didn't say as much. "Not too bad." he said, eyes having slid over to Kuja who didn't want his.

The king promptly took Kuja's and drank it because otherwise he was going to ask questions or say things that were sure to get him into trouble. The silver haired man wasn't ready for him to be more of himself so he had to do something instead. Lemonade happened to provide that answer for right now.

He still just couldn't believe that that Kuja had allowed Dewey to tug on him and get away with the friends comment.