047 [fourth of july action spam!]

[twinknife]

[Damn this city gets CROWDED during a festival! Peeling out of the crowds below, Yosuke starts picking his way up the hillside, guitar-shaped hardcase in one hand and a plastic bag full of beer swinging from the other. The crowd is still sparse this far up, as the sun is only just beginning to set, and people are still too preoccupied with catching the tail end of the daylight hours to bother worrying about fireworks.

Which is what finds Yosuke standing at the crest of one of the highest hills in central city's famous park, in the shade of a morose-looking willow tree. With a shout that disrupts some of the other early birds scattered sparsely around them - mostly families and couples snuggling on blankets - he waves down the hill to his partner, who is currently carrying the other half of their gear.]

Hey, over here! This spot's perfect!!



((ooc: at the fireworks tonight? Feel free to run into these dips. Friends of said dips, feel free to drop by and hang out!!))

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[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

[Unlike his enthusiastic partner, Souji seems to be more lazy about their pace. Carrying a blanket over his shoulder, and a paper bag with the Junes logo filled with miscellaneous goodies in his hand, he follows Yosuke's voice to the spot down the hill. Along the way he purchased a blue, iridescent, glowing necklace. It's strung around his neck, and he doesn't seem to have a free hand to take it off.

He surveys the spot, setting the bag down near the trunk of the tree.]

Looks good.

[twinknife]

[As Souji comes up to level with him, he catches sight of the necklace and just.... stares. Dubiously. Glancing from the necklace to his friend's face and back again, he arches an eyebrow sharply.]

...... Dude, seriously?

[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

[Souji looks at him a little widely before catching his drift and glancing down at the necklace. Oh yeah, that.]

Why not?

[Maybe it's irony, but at that moment, a pair of girls in tank-tops and tight shorts walk by. One off-handedly commenting about Souji's necklace before giving him a wave and heading off across the field to their blanket.]

You want one?

[twinknife]

[Yosuke scowls a little bit at the retreating girls - how the hell Souji managed to do that like, every time, he would never understand. Snorting, he reaches forward and hooks his finger under the plastic tubing, giving it a playful yank.]

No thanks, if we're both wearing those things people might think we belong in a gay bar.

[Not that.... this doesn't look pretty gay already.... blushing suddenly, Yosuke snatches his hand away and coughs once, attempting to diffuse his embarrassment. He turns away and sets his guitar on the ground.]

So uh.... y-you gonna put that blanket on the ground, or are we just going to stare at it?

[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

[This was the same guy who made building robot models, popping his collar and eating bottomless meat-bowls cool. There was no question about it, by simply putting on the necklace, suddenly it was cool.

And then Yosuke was grabbing him, pulling him forward by the necklace. Even though they were just shadows in the dusk, he wouldn't be surprised if someone caught it—but he was glad Yosuke was getting more comfortable.]

Heh, a gay bar, really? I was thinking a rave.

[As his partner draws back and collects himself, he fetches the blanket to lay it down.]

[twinknife]

[While Souji busies himself with that, Yosuke cracks open the hardcase and pulls out a nondescript acoustic guitar. Setting himself down on a nearby tree-root, he strums once and grimaces at the tone.]

What, like one of those parties where people dress in neon and shake glowsticks around to drum and bass? That... almost sounds worse.

[He spends some time tinkering with the guitar, tuning it to his liking, before pulling out a few quick triads, hands sliding easily up and down the neck of the guitar. Satisfied, he props it against the tree and turns to check on Souji.]

[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

[Taking his time to lay out the blanket properly, he pulls the edges taunt (or as taunt as they'll stretch on the grass) before flopping down beside his friend, leaning back on his hands.]

I never thought I'd hear that from you.

Are you taking requests?

[twinknife]

Hear what? That techno music is lame?

[Kicking off his shoes, he climbs onto the blanket and pulls the bag of snacks towards him with one hand, rooting through it with the other. Finally settling on a mars bar, he opens the foil and takes a meditative bite, other hand going for the guitar. Hanamura Yosuke: god of multitasking.]

Sure.

[Shooting Souji a rather sardonic look.]

Oh, and before you ask - no, I don't know how to play "Sandstorm".

[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

[Souji lounges next to him, glancing off just long enough to miss that sardonic look of his. When he looks back, it's with an amused smile, and it's hard to tell whether or not he was going to ask for it.]

... Well, I'm out of ideas.