Ginko (
onegreeneye) wrote2015-07-23 11:28 am
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OPEN RP POST (wip)
This is a general catch-all post for anyone who wants to thread with Ginko in his original setting - or at least something resembling it. Want to play an AU? Post-jamjar? Unexpected interdimensional travel? It's all good! In addition, if you want to thread something with mushi and such but in a more modern setting, I'm totally open to modern-day AU's. I'm fine with prose, brackets, whatever.
Please note that I'm totally open to using this post for action, fluff, whatever, but not smut. If you have any additional questions about the setting or types of mushi, just message me on this account!
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Please note that I'm totally open to using this post for action, fluff, whatever, but not smut. If you have any additional questions about the setting or types of mushi, just message me on this account!
(here's a placeholder for if i ever get around to putting actual prompts on here)
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They lead Ginko up the hill, which isn't a terribly hard climb but still enough to leave even Frisk somewhat out of breath once they reach a clearing near the top. Huffing and puffing for a moment, they let out a long breath before spinning on their heel and falling onto their back into the thick grasses.
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Once they reach the clearing, he slows to a stop, resting his hands on his knees for a moment as he catches his breath. After watching Frisk drop, though, he lets out a quiet huff and drops his box on the ground before sitting down next to them, still examining them thoughtfully.
"What's your name, by the way?"
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They smile up at Ginko, reaching up to pat his arm once he's sitting down. "I'm Frisk. What's yours?"
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"I'm Ginko. Nice to meet you." He gives them a brief smile before glancing around at their surroundings and pulling his box of cigarettes from his pocket. He's glad this kid seems to be so okay with mushi, but he'd rather the little creatures not start gathering around him too much.
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Frisk watches Ginko pull out the cigarettes and light one curiously, and after a moment sits up. Their nap can wait for a little bit. "Why do you breathe that? Is it tasty?"
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"--Ah, not exactly. It's something of an acquired taste, at least." He takes the cigarette from his mouth, blowing out another puff of smoke and watching it rise. "This smoke is a mushi repellent, so that I don't attract too many of them."
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He rests his elbows on his knees and leans back against his box. "At the rate I attract them, they could get to be a problem pretty quickly otherwise, even if I do keep moving."
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Frisk gently kisses the mushi on what probably serves for its head before releasing it, and then flops back once again into the grass. "Nap time!"
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He blinks and turns to them again as they flop down, raising an eyebrow. "Now?"
He'd thought they were just taking a quick break, not going to sleep.
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Small yellow flowers, like those in their hair, start to sprout and bloom around the child. The buds start out sparse, but very quickly become not dissimilar to a small bed, not quite choking out the grass previously there but coming close to it. At the same time the flowers in their hair start to wither, dropping out and drying into dust. The newly growing flowers reach up with thin vines to take root, replacing the old ones almost as quickly as they fall out.
And all through this, Frisk barely even stirs.
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He doesn't move to lean toward them or flinch away, and he certainly makes no move to touch the flowers... not at first, anyway.
After a few seconds, he opens up his pack and pulls out a pair of gloves and a small jar. He leans over just in time to catch one of the falling flowers in the container, closing it up with a cork a moment later.
He only takes a moment to examine the rapidly-drying flower inside the jar before stowing it back in his box. He'll look into that more later. In the meantime, he sits back and watches in silence as the flowers keep replacing themselves.
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A few more minutes pass, and Frisk stirs before opening their eyes. They giggle and take a deep sniff of the flowers before sitting up and smiling at Ginko. "You ready?"
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It's not until he's stood up and is in the process of shouldering his pack again that he tilts his head toward the bed of flowers. "Does that happen every time?"
He doesn't specify how the flowers got there, of course. He's got no idea if Frisk knows, but he kind of doubts it.
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Whether that's Frisk-speak for some internal awareness they have of the process or just a child's rationale, it's hard to say.
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Hmm.
He finishes getting his box situated on his back before following them, casting one last glance at the bed of flowers.
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The flowers sit innocently still as they had before, only swaying a little bit in the breeze.
Frisk leads Ginko down the hill towards a tiny little game trail, winding through trees and bushes in a way that almost seems like it would take more time than the road further down. Up ahead, the sound of running water can be heard.
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"There a river coming up?"
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After all, he's lived this long, right?
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"We're being careful! You're not allowed to get hurt anymore!"
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