sky's the limit | weekly task + human camping au

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    One truth prevails ! —

    //hello yes I'm original

    Tents, check. Camping ground, check. Nearby lake, check. Other necessary supplies, check. With a sigh, Shinichi reclined warily in his seat, staring at the lake with an almost bored expression. He didn't camp often, but when he did, it usually involved something bad. He was a murder magnet, after all, even though he did nothing to make them happen. Running a hand through his black hair, his blue eyes moved from the lake to the tents. Adjusting his black glasses, the child vaguely wondered if anyone else would show up. It would be awkard, after all, if anyone else saw a seven year old kid on his own in a campground, despite not truly being a kid and possessing his seventeen-year-old mind. Hopefully another would show up to avoid that situation.

    "Speech" Thoughts Attacking

    Concord loved nature, and nothing made him feel more at home than sweet, sweet camping. He could live in a tent for the rest of his life and be wholly at peace. Hell, he probably didn't even need a tent. Concord had all the necessary smarts and skills to make any natural nook in this gorgeous Earth his own.

    But since secluding oneself from all society wasn't quite the wisest idea, Concord resigned to just enjoying the luxury of camping when he had the time.

    He strolled over to Shin'ichi, a smile on his face as he approached. His soft, leafy-green hair waved behind him in a messy ponytail tied up in a ribbon, and he brushed silken bangs out of rosy eyes once he came near, regarding the child with some mix between formal warmth and earnest gratitude.

    "Thank you for taking the time to set all this up."

    The male turned to face the lake, placing his hands delicately upon his hips. The water looked gorgeous; maybe he'd have to go for a swim later.

    "You really could have asked for help, though! I imagine it must have been tough," he remarked, turning to face the setup that the boy had prepared. Concord would have loved to assist.

    One truth prevails ! —

    Shinichi wasn't quite used to how odd people could look, but he expected Concord to have looked almost more wild, with leaves and twigs attached to the male. Raising a brow, he smiled. "Ah, thanks. It was a little hard with my size, but I managed."

    "Speech" Thoughts Attacking

    "what are we doin' again?" the kid like voice came from the 14 year old boy. he could not remeber for the life of him what in the world they were doing, as he leaned absentmindly leamed against concords leg. he felt bad, as he was sure concord had told him hundreds of times by now, but he couldnt help it. he was a lot.. smaller than others. naturally, though he did not really care. he was just a big airhead and he just tried to his best to remember stuff, but his lack of progress temded to make him more optimistic so that he could eventually learn to.

    she seem’d, at once, some penanced lady elf —

    It was wonderful to tap into nature once and a while and the woman was quite glad that the younger generation thought so as well. Though the children(well not all of them were kids but still) didn't seem overly excited, Delphine was sure that she sense a sort of contentment. Bundled in warm clothes, the mahogany haired lady joined the youngsters at the campground, her own contribution to the supplies in a heavy bag on her back. Delphine was pregnant but she could do heavy work, always. After all, this wasn't her first rodeo. "Hello," the woman offered cheerily as she swung the heavy pack off her back and dropped it onto the ground, "is anybody hungry?" This was her natural habitat, being surrounded by kids and younger folk, and she had to make sure they were all fed and warm.

    — some demon’s mistress, or the demon’s self

    "I'm here! Shit, am I late?" Thea had been invited by Conan when she came to visit, and the young woman took him up on the offer, hauling a duffel bag with her, looking a bit wary around all the unfamiliar people. She wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans, short hair whipping around in the wind. "I'm late, aren't I? Thanks inviting me, anyways, Conan." The brunette ruffled the top of his head, a small grin on her face as she did so.


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    Concord smiled softly to Conan. "As long as you managed, I suppose," he relented, but he still couldn't help but wish he had been around to assist.

    Then, he directed fruity-pink eyes downwards as a familiar kid leaned against his leg, prompting a small, concerned frown to form on his lips. He absently patted Cocoa's head and answered, "We're camping. We'll be sleeping out here in one of these tents tonight." Smiling again, he added, "You're forever welcome to stay with me, if you like." He did worry about the youth, what with his chronic forgetfulness, and would be able to find relief if he stayed in good hands, whether his own or those of any of his friends here.

    Speaking of friends, his attention was next grasped by Delphine and Thea, and he gave them both a warm smile despite not being particularly familiar with either. "I could definitely use a snack, I supposed," he hummed first to Delphine before looking over at Thea and lightly shaking his head. "You can never be too late, friend. Join us!"