At the Park

[bustsamove]

[Will has been laying low since the surgeries. While he didn't have one himself there was plenty going on to mess with his head. It didn't help that the item he received from the post office a week later was such an important reminder of his home. He's sitting on a park bench thumbing through a rather large looking book. It's leather bound with a red cover and gold lettering. The pages seem to be filled with more photos than words. As he flips through you can see a range of emotions play across his face. Happiness, sadness, sometimes a little chuckle to himself. What could possibly be in that book?!]

Comments

[ House action? ]

[handsforhealing]

[ Since we need to do more house hijinks ;u; ]

Re: [ House action? ]

[bustsamove]

[what did you have in mind?]

[1_truth]

[ Conan is a detective which means he is curious to a fault. And unfortunately for most people he's learned most people are more willing to tell a little kid things than they are other adults. He has an idea of what this guy's looking at-but he wants to confirm the theory. ]

[ He moves over to the bench with a look of pure childish innocence one would find on the face of a seven year old. ]

Hey! What are you reading, mister?

[bustsamove]

[Will doesn't notice the boy until he poses his question so he's a little startled.]

Oh, It's just a yearbook, from the school I used to teach at.

[his voice sounds a little distant, but he's trying really hard to focus on the conversation. He just needs to snap out of his daydreaming.]

[1_truth]

[ ...oops. ]

[ A year book. He thought as much. ]

You're a teacher?

[bustsamove]

Yes, I'm a teacher here too, in Mayfield but it's not the same.

[he glances down at the book. memories~]

[thekingofkamenriders]

[Tsukasa will plop down in the bench next to the man, then lean forward and take a photo of some of the trees that are in front of them. He turns towards the man after that, the camera lens still over his face.]

Hold still.

[He takes a photo, not even asking the man for permission. There is then a nod and the sound of winding film. The strange man then leans back on the bench without so much as a word.]

[bustsamove]

[Will feels the weight of someone else sitting on the bench and right when he turns to find out who he sees a flash of light and hears a camera shutter. What?]

Excuse me?

[thekingofkamenriders]

[Tsukasa just waves a hand at the man.]

Don't worry about it. I'll give you a print later. You looked like someone I needed to photograph.

[bustsamove]

[He has to be a little worried about it though, you just took a random picture of him. That's not normal.]

I'm sorry, what? I'm not sure I understand.

[thekingofkamenriders]

[Tsukasa just looks at the man slightly incredulously.]

Huh, you haven't heard of me?

[He sighs, then makes a motion with his hand.]

I'm Tsukasa Kadoya, and it's my destiny to photograph this entire world.

[bustsamove]

[this kid reminds him of somebody at home.]

Oh, so you're a photographer? It's good to see so much enthusiasm, even in a place like this. Did you take photographs at home too?

[thekingofkamenriders]

[Tsukasa nods a bit.]

Yep. Well, I get paid to be a lawyer, here, but I'm really a photographer.

[A photographer and super hero, but he's not going to say that.]

What do you do?

[bustsamove]

I'm a teacher at the the high school, but I was a teacher back at home too. I guess I lucked out on that, at least I know what I'm doing...sort of.

[eyesofaserpent]

[Have a white winged demon flopping onto the bench beside you and offering a flask.]

Here. You look like you need this, mate.

[bustsamove]

[At first he's but off by the wings but then he's put off by the flask.]

Uh, I'm not sure that's a good idea.

[eyesofaserpent]

It's rum.

Er, I don't think we've met. I'm Crowley. I work at the bar.