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i love the fishes cause they're so delicious [CLOSED]
Who: Kurosaki Ichigo [
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Where: The lake
When: A little before sunset
Rating:PG-13 for swearing and stupid shit R. Possibly NC-17 at this rate. For making out, heavy petting, the like.
Summary: Ichigo got a goldfish bowl, so it's time to see if there's a fish tiny enough to put inside it.
the log:
Ichigo was, surprisingly, in a good mood. Things had been going amazingly well the past few days, and he couldn't help letting the events lift his mood away from the vague depression he'd been suffering from. Things weren't entirely good, he was still in Discedo after all, but they'd been so much better.
The goldfish bowl, though, had been a surprise. Ichigo had never considered getting a pet at home- the clinic was no place for a cat or a dog or any other animal, really- but with the opportunity presenting itself, it actually sounded like an ok idea. Not to mention the bowl had come with fish food, so it clearly wanted to be used. After a quick test-fill with water, it had been deemed stable enough to support a fish, and Ichigo decided to check the lake for anything small enough to put in the bowl. Keigo, naturally, had insisted on tagging along, and Ichigo was in too good of a mood to protest.
Ichigo hadn't really thought out how he would catch the fish. He didn't want to use a fishing rod or anything like that as he didn't want to hurt the finned animal, but he really didn't have a net. Hopefully his hands would be sufficient and they wouldn't be too fast.
Or that'd been the idea. Ichigo scowled, shirtless and thigh-deep in water as he looked for a fish to grab- the full goldfish bowl waiting patiently on the shore for its new resident. So far he hadn't seen much of anything. Maybe they needed to go deeper..? "Hey Keigo! Have you seen anything yet?" He asked, but he didn't look up from where he was crouched over the water. He thought he'd seen some movement under the mud- but maybe he'd imagined it.
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Where: The lake
When: A little before sunset
Rating:
Summary: Ichigo got a goldfish bowl, so it's time to see if there's a fish tiny enough to put inside it.
the log:
Ichigo was, surprisingly, in a good mood. Things had been going amazingly well the past few days, and he couldn't help letting the events lift his mood away from the vague depression he'd been suffering from. Things weren't entirely good, he was still in Discedo after all, but they'd been so much better.
The goldfish bowl, though, had been a surprise. Ichigo had never considered getting a pet at home- the clinic was no place for a cat or a dog or any other animal, really- but with the opportunity presenting itself, it actually sounded like an ok idea. Not to mention the bowl had come with fish food, so it clearly wanted to be used. After a quick test-fill with water, it had been deemed stable enough to support a fish, and Ichigo decided to check the lake for anything small enough to put in the bowl. Keigo, naturally, had insisted on tagging along, and Ichigo was in too good of a mood to protest.
Ichigo hadn't really thought out how he would catch the fish. He didn't want to use a fishing rod or anything like that as he didn't want to hurt the finned animal, but he really didn't have a net. Hopefully his hands would be sufficient and they wouldn't be too fast.
Or that'd been the idea. Ichigo scowled, shirtless and thigh-deep in water as he looked for a fish to grab- the full goldfish bowl waiting patiently on the shore for its new resident. So far he hadn't seen much of anything. Maybe they needed to go deeper..? "Hey Keigo! Have you seen anything yet?" He asked, but he didn't look up from where he was crouched over the water. He thought he'd seen some movement under the mud- but maybe he'd imagined it.