ain't much but it's honest work
Scout
09-19-2022, 02:03 PM
Word count: 354
Hanako had kept to herself, mostly. Which was to say she was still sulking. And why wouldn't she be? Being punished for something she hadn't even done was like a sour taste on her tongue that wouldn't quit, refused to be washed away no matter how many days passed. She hadn't seen Azure around much, hadn't even made an attempt to talk to him and instead hung around the beach mostly. Made herself busy-ish as she tended to her little fishy enterprise, caught and sought out the fish she liked best and ignored the rest. Was productive in a very Hana-esque way.
Having scavenged, or borrowed-or however you wanna put it- some pots from the marketplace she'd been quick to hurry back to the shore to put her plan into motion. It had been forever since he'd had octopus, which was a crying shame since it was her favourite and all. And oh was she cunning and clever, had come up with a schemy-scheme to catch as many as possible with as little effort as possible.
Tying rope with a floating buoy on the end, around the neck of the vessel, she pulled off the lid and put it aside for later use. The plan was simple but smart at the same time, would let the prey come to her and save her from swimming about in the cold water for any longer than needed. Just in case though she'd had Toshi put together and tend to a little camp fire, so she could warm up and dry up amongst the prepared blankets as a little treat. It's the very least she deserved, right?
Now onto the wet part, to put a few more vases out and collect the ones she'd prepared earlier. Glancing over to her magpie, she nodded to herself when she noted the bird was tugging apart the last tangles of the fishing net she'd been working on for the past few days. With luck, by the time she was done it'd be full of octopus...and if she was feeling generous she'd share some with the rest of the Aramda too.
Hanako had kept to herself, mostly. Which was to say she was still sulking. And why wouldn't she be? Being punished for something she hadn't even done was like a sour taste on her tongue that wouldn't quit, refused to be washed away no matter how many days passed. She hadn't seen Azure around much, hadn't even made an attempt to talk to him and instead hung around the beach mostly. Made herself busy-ish as she tended to her little fishy enterprise, caught and sought out the fish she liked best and ignored the rest. Was productive in a very Hana-esque way.
Having scavenged, or borrowed-or however you wanna put it- some pots from the marketplace she'd been quick to hurry back to the shore to put her plan into motion. It had been forever since he'd had octopus, which was a crying shame since it was her favourite and all. And oh was she cunning and clever, had come up with a schemy-scheme to catch as many as possible with as little effort as possible.
Tying rope with a floating buoy on the end, around the neck of the vessel, she pulled off the lid and put it aside for later use. The plan was simple but smart at the same time, would let the prey come to her and save her from swimming about in the cold water for any longer than needed. Just in case though she'd had Toshi put together and tend to a little camp fire, so she could warm up and dry up amongst the prepared blankets as a little treat. It's the very least she deserved, right?
Now onto the wet part, to put a few more vases out and collect the ones she'd prepared earlier. Glancing over to her magpie, she nodded to herself when she noted the bird was tugging apart the last tangles of the fishing net she'd been working on for the past few days. With luck, by the time she was done it'd be full of octopus...and if she was feeling generous she'd share some with the rest of the Aramda too.
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