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[hauntpadour]

[...well, holy shit. There sure as hell is a sizeable bass in Boone's class, fins flailing and panicking at suddenly being in the open air.]

[Egon has to stare for just a minute.]

You just know where they are beneath the surface?

<saturnschild>

[marcato]

[He is Boone, and Boone is him. Of course. It's a relief, although he's not sure yet if he can trust it. For all he knows, there's a malevolent force inside his old body, and poor Boone is lost to a sea of nothingness.]

Are you in my apartment?

<boone>

[thumbsdown]

yes

i can waiut here foryou if you want

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Yeah. Kinda weird, huh?

[He leans back, and... starts tearing at the fish with his teeth. God, it's so good. He'll have to get Egon one.

...Yes, that's it, he can give Egon a nice, plump fish as a gift. Why wouldn't he enjoy it?]

[hauntpadour]

It's a strange instinct to get, since it doesn't seem to be terribly useful.

But it is impressive.

[Well, it would be useful, edible, and... just a little bit hot to watch. Maybe minus the fish guts. And it satisfies his whole demon instinct- get people down into their sinful instincts. He supposed this counted.]

[thumbsdown]

Well, it's like you said. Bears like fish. Guess they gotta get them somehow.

[He drops the fish after consuming the head and the stomach, then goes back to focusing on the water. Claws ready to strike and- bam, another fish.

This one, he holds out to Egon.]

Here.

[hauntpadour]

[That sure is a fish. Egon stares at it for a moment before taking the bass that continues to flail a little for a moment. He has no clue how to hold a fish properly and it shows.]

Er... thank you.

I can cook this later.

[thumbsdown]

Good.

[He seems pleased with himself for giving Egon something for Valentine's Day, at least. He shifts where he's sitting, pulling his pants legs up to his knees so he can rest his clawed feet in the water.]

It's pretty good like that, though. You should try it.

[hauntpadour]

[He should be, it is certainly a unique gift. Egon just stares at the fish again for a moment before slipping it into his (thankfully) empty bag. At least it's cold out.]

We should go out for sushi sometime.

[thumbsdown]

Yeah, I've never tried it.

[He kicks his feet in the water a little, turning his head to look at Egon rather than the fish still swimming nearby.]

You know any places?

[hauntpadour]

It is mostly raw fish.

[The older man looks down, then sits beside Boone and takes his hand again. Who cares about the fish blood, he's been messier.]

I think there's one downtown by the bank.

[thumbsdown]

[He can't help but smile a little when Egon takes his hand again. It feels nice, just sitting by the lake, holding hands with someone and talking.]

We should go there, then.

[Maybe after they're done here.]

[hauntpadour]

[It is, stirring his hooves in the water and feeling someone else's palm on his own, claws in close and the larger man's warm body next to his.]

We should. I wonder if they would let me in without a shirt.

[thumbsdown]

Probably. If we glared at them hard enough.

[Boone isn't a bully by nature, but he has found that being a large, intimidating bear man means he can get his way if he really wants to. Nobody wants to deal with a potentially angry werebear.]

[marcato]

I'll come find you. I don't want you to hurt yourself looking for me.

[Aunamee's apartment is pristine, but not eerily so. Everything made of fabric (bedsheets, sofa cover, curtains) is stark white, but other colors make appearances, too -- wooden clocks (there are ten in all, including a grandfather clock), steel appliances, vibrant flowers and verdant potted plants. It looks like something straight out of a magazine, this apartment.

The only issue is that it maybe smells a little too clean.

Aunamee knocks when he arrives, still somewhat wobbly in his unfamiliar body. He brought a knife and a gun -- just in case.]

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[Boone waits on the sofa, sitting rigidly in place. When Aunamee knocks he stumbles over to the door, opening it to find himself... staring straight at his own body.]

...This is weird, huh.

[He looks himself over, as though checking for anything different. Not that Aunamee can really tell, since his face is covered by that mask.]

[hauntpadour]

Sometimes monsterhood has it's advantages.

[Hey, it's their problem. Egon doesn't blame them for the issue, particularly, but he still wants his debatable equality.]

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Wanna get going, then?

[He squeezes Egon's hand briefly before letting go, pulling his feet out of the water. ...Brrr. The cold air on his wet feet is a little much. He stands up, shaking the worst of the water off, making a face.]

Kinda glad I didn't jump in for the fish.

[hauntpadour]

[Egon gets a nice face full of cold lakewater when Boone shakes out, halfway to standing. He shakes his own hair and catches on fire after a hot second.]

I'm glad too. You're going to be warm enough?

[marcato]

[For several moments, he's speechless. It would be worse, really, if Boone looked like his old self, the body he had grown accustomed to after his 36 years on earth. Yet it's still a blow. It still feels like a rock of existential dread in his stomach.

He forces a smile, offering Boone an arm so that he can steady himself. He's dressed in Boone's clothing, but his gestures are distinctly Aunamee, like an actor or a fairytale prince.]

Here. Let me help you to the sofa.

[thumbsdown]

Yeah, I'll be fine.

[He automatically reaches out to take Egon's hand again, and realises just in time that he's on fire. He pulls his hand back pretty quickly after that.]

Think I'd feel better indoors, though.

[He shivers a little, fur standing up a little, making him look fluffier than he already is.]

[thumbsdown]

[It's strange to see himself move like that. He knows for a fact he's never been that graceful in his life. He takes the arm (his arm) and wobbles his way over to the couch, sitting back down gratefully.]

Thanks.

[Boone looks up at himself, then shakes his head.]

...Dunno how you do it. Never realised it was so hard to move like this, but you make it look so easy.

[hauntpadour]

[As soon as the water has come off his person Egon will let the fire go out before he finally takes Boone's hand again, his still warm.]

We'll get there.

[Boone, you're so big and soft. If it wouldn't make walking a pain he'd lean into it. As it is, he will make plans for it later. They can just get right to the sushi place, walking through the streets of Bavan.]

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[Once they reach it Boone inhales deeply. He can smell the fish, and it smells delicious. He leads the way in, just incase anyone has anything to say about Egon not wearing a shirt, hand firmly grasping the demon's. Nobody says anything, and Boone leads Egon to a table and sits down.]

Smells good in here. They just serve raw fish?

[hauntpadour]

[They get a few curious looks, but a lot of people are too concerned with each other. Mostly it's about the fish tail sticking out of his bag.]

I've never had sushi before, but it's usually raw fish in a roll with rice and vegetables.