MINGLE: BEACH DAY BABAY

[powerhittou]

Who: You, and you!
What: Exactly what it says on the tin.
When: Sometime mid-August.
Where: Down on the BEACH.
Warnings: Uh... Mark your threads if they get a little too wet and wild, I guess?

You didn't think summer would go by without at least one day for fun in the sun, did you? Of course, with how close Pelican Town is to the beautiful clear waters of the ocean, hopefully some people went more than just the once.

There's no particular event going on today, but for some reason everyone seems to be swinging by around the same time. A convenient contrivance? The work of a mysterious stranger parading through the streets and bellowing about summer because he didn't learn from being arrested the first time? Who can say?

Anyway, it's the beach. You know what to do. Go fish off the piers, sunbathe, make sand castles, collect shells, get swept away by the undertow and never seen again, play volleyball, go nuts. Just look out for jellyfish.

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i can't believe i have to think this deeply about gag parodies

[powerhittou]

Hum...

[He purses his lips for a moment, not taking his gaze away from the tiny replica.]

Yeah, I've heard of it. Never been there, but it exists. [DOES IT HAVE THE SAME HISTORY? WE JUST DON'T KNOW AND NEVER WILL.]

What, you gonna try and tell me you built that one too? Yeah right.

... oops, maybe the anime will shed some light on this... maybe...

[gatescostmoney]

[ Sasuke puts a hand to his chin. Well, with as many times as he's repaired the walls... ]

You know, I could make the argument that I have, but no. I didn't design Master Sanada's castle.

[ He'll just casually let that drop to see what Masamini's reaction is. ]

the twist will be that it's all a dream...

[powerhittou]

That's an even worse lie!!

The craziest dream ever

[gatescostmoney]

I did tell you that I'm second in command of the Takeda Army. Master's the current leader, and he has a castle.

[powerhittou]

Hnnnh...

[He'll verify with Kojuro later. Or he'll get home and there will be ONLY AN EMPTY HOUSE AND A SAD LETTER]

Well, that one's not too shabby-looking... I mean, there are cooler ones.

[He starts brushing away some loose sand to get at the wetter stuff underneath.]

I bet the other Masamune has one that's really stylish. Osaka? Ooh, or Aoba?

[gatescostmoney]

[ They'll have a quiet night pondering life and what now. ]

Yeah, I can't say that I've spent much time there. He's usually the one coming unannounced to Ueda.

Are you going to build something?

[powerhittou]

[Does that mean they're actually going to bond? WHAT IS THIS]

What? Come on...! [He wanted to hear about how cool he is in another dimension!! HE KNOWS HE'S GOTTA BE! But asking Kojuro only ends with the worst stories ever! Oh well.]

Nah, sculpting's not my thing. [Anything he tries to build will look like a joke next to that castle. NO THANK YOU.] But I am feeling inspired by this little castle on the beach. I just need... A stick or something.

[Hint hint, monkey slave. Masamune's going to keep on clearing a nice flat patch for himself.]

[gatescostmoney]

[ Drunken bonding is better than naked bonding... wait, only one of them is drunk

Yeah, of course Sasuke's castle would look better! He's got skills! And practice. But mostly skills! ]

Look for driftwood or break something off the bushes. I'm still using this.

[ He's not your slave, worm. Get your own stick. ]

[powerhittou]

[Uh, nothing is better than manly naked bonding]

Ugh, forget it. I'll just do it this way.

[He holds his hand out over the sand, index finger hanging straight down in place of a brush (or a stick). With a few dramatic arm gestures he writes, as elegantly as one possibly can with tools like these:]

CASTLE ON THE SHORE
PILE OF ROCK BITS WORN AWAY
IT TOO SHALL CRUMBLE
-DATE MASAMUNE

ngl I thought he was going to make a baseball diamond

[gatescostmoney]

[ Sasuke tilts his head and reads the poem. He's mildly impressed. A haiku on the spot about something relevant. ]

Yeah, these things aren't built to last, but I guess that's just part of their charm.

[ He thinks for a long moment, not nearly as practiced at the art of haiku, much less the kind of back and forth of spontaneous creation that lords and samurai do. That said, his writing is strangely graceful for a ninja writing in sand with a stick. Shhh, he has pretty handwriting. ]

The cracking mountain
Sends fire underwater
Trees dark in the winds

[ It's... not about anything here. Shut up. His head, his heart is elsewhere, and he's going to blame this weird place for making him even write it. He's not a poet. Does he get a "You Tried" star for the effort and bastardizing the Takeda battle standard? ]

I think I'll leave the poems to you, Master One-Eyed Dragon.

....HE SHOULD HAVE

[powerhittou]

And even the poem'll wash away with the tide. [Which makes it ~extra meaningful~ as far as he's concerned. At least it's a better form of self-expression than blowing everybody up all the time.

He shuffles aside to watch Sasuke write, admittedly surprised by his calligraphy, but he does furrow his brow a little at the poem itself.]

What, the whole apocalypse is gonna happen now? Damn... [A much cooler way for a castle to go.] But hey, don't feel too bad. You got me beat in sand sculpting, at least. I guess there had to be one thing you could beat me at.

There's more to build for a sand baseball field than a soccer field

[gatescostmoney]

[ Sasuke tried too hard to be clever. The meaning gets lost in the metaphor, but he likes what Masamune came up with as an interpretation. Can he go with that instead of the troubles of the Takeda clan? Apocalyptic destruction of a sandcastle. ]

If you have to go, why not go out in STYLE, right? But you keep telling yourself that. Maybe you'll get lucky and actually beat me in something besides poetry.