one sword skyward

[skywarding]

[ on the rooftops of houses ]

[Today, Mayfield - you may notice a certain idiot running off of rooftops, jumping to his imminent doom. If only because he was trying to whistle to get his bird...

Except he forgot that his magic bird sensing power was on the fritz. For those who have some sort of fourth walling capabilities, feel free to see (and hear) his hearts going from twenty to eighteen.]

[ at the park ]

[Link has a stick! And he's practicing his sword skills on a tree. But after a while, he'll just roll into the tree. This is obviously a good plan.]

[ anywhere there is grass ]

[And Link over here will be using a small knife, cutting off grass. He then says to himself:] ... Huh, no money here either.

[At least, before he goes back to cutting more grass!]

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[park]

[polariity]

[The Psiioniic would disagree with the idea that this is a good plan and for a good moment, he is just going to stare.]

[That was a tree.]

[He just rolled into a tree.]

[He gets the idea of practicing to keep your fighting skills more or less sharp, but... tree. How does rolling a tree figure into anything? Are humans insane? The Psiioniic finally decides to speak.]

Ith your think pan on the fritz?

[skywarding]

[He shakes his head.]

I'm thinking about collecting some bugs.

[polariity]

Bugth?

[Well at least there's a reason.]

What for? Are you trying to make paint, or food?

[skywarding]

... Neither. [Maybe there's someone who collects them for potions! Or something.]

[polariity]

...Well, why then?

[Side...eying... so bad!]

[skywarding]

Someone might want them to make things.