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[sparsity]

Who: mikazuki (sparsity) & pals.
What: some good ol' fashioned farming.
When: early may.
Where: wyver, mika's residence outside the city.
Warning(s): extreme domesticity.





I. FARM FRESH

[ By some miraculous feat or alignment of the stars, there are a bunch of people here today. It's a miracle because Mikazuki definitely isn't the sort of person to organize a gathering at his place (in so many words), but maybe he's just happened to talk about it with enough frequency and to enough people to make this possible. As it is, he might be a little more adept at navigating a group than he lets on. Which comes in handy, because it means he doesn't immediately chase everyone off his lawn. And because he's had a goal in mind, and there's still a lot left to do to get the "farm" portion of this farmhouse going.

It's a typical, bright Wyver day. Out here, just beyond the city's cavernous limits, it's just his residence, a modest house backed up against a thick patch of jungle with a lay of farmable land all around it. A brook cuts some distance behind the place, along the lay of the wooded slope. That and the thick plumes of clouds in the sky make the air seem denser.

Also, there are bugs. Sorry about them.

Here to help, in spite of that? There's plenty to dirty your hands with: ]

A. FIELDS
[ Mikazuki has taken care of many of the difficult parts already, truth be told. Call it pride, or maybe restlessness. Backbreaking work is natural to him, and he's often out here late into the evenings after he's finished work in the New City's marketplaces and out in the Fields with Thali. He hasn't bothered to fence off his land, given the secluded location, but there's very clear boundaries in the soil where's already dug sufficient ditches to section off what grows where.

Most of the jungle brush has been cleared away, but the area still needs weeding and a once over for other debris. (Careful, even weeds have deep roots out here.) Once that's done, it's time for tilling! You can break dirt with a hoe or pickaxe, spread compost, or just get digging and turning earth.

With that done, the fresh earth needs to be leveled and fertilized before planting can start. Make sure those seeds are even!

Also, take a break. It's hot out. ]

B. GARDENS
[ Off to the side of the house, Mikazuki has reserved a small piece of land for something that requires a more delicate touch. Or it will, once it's built. He's got it all mapped out and prepared, down to the materials needed to build the foundation and fence. It's a smaller garden, meant for a variety of plants and flowers that don't need all the room that a field provides. By the time help arrives, Mikazuki already has the foundation and posts for the fence in place, but needs an extra eye or hand when it comes to setting the wire in place, and other woodwork.

After that, the real fun can start, as the land inside has already been broken and prepped, giving off the heavy fragrance of wet earth. Off to the side, there's a number of hand gardening tools to get started with, alongside sachets of seeds from Thali, and several live plants — cacao, vanilla orchid, lilies, peonies.

He also accepts suggestions for what else can fit in here. Mikazuki is eager to experiment with what works and what doesn't. ]

C. WATCH THE HORNS
[ All throughout this little party, there will be an extremely tiny deer milling about, attempting to follow Mikazuki and gets its nose into anything that it can. It looks to be a fawn, save the fresh crown of antlers on its head. Its territorial streak wins out over its anxiety today, and it will trot around trying to headbutt people in the shins while they work. Though small, the antlers are tough and sharp.

Just to show who's boss. But it accepts snacks as bribery, much like its owner.

Mikazuki helpfully named it Weird Dog. ]

D. FREELOADERS OPTION
[ Maybe you just wanted to come crash at Mikazuki's place without all the dirt and such. It always seems to be empty save for him, except for today. Inside, the house is spacious and fashioned out of dark wood, the parlor and kitchen running the entire length of the floor. There's an open hearth in the corner, burning quietly throughout the day. Rooting around in his kitchen will produce mostly fresh fruits and vegetables, packages prepared for him by shopkeeps who worry he's not eating enough, and whatever is closest to Wyver-brand Capri suns. Maybe... looking at this, someone ought to cook...

(Does he even cook. It is a mystery, but not a difficult one, given the clean state of the cast iron kitchen utensils the place came stocked with.)

It could also use an interior decorator. Someone bought curtains (who??) and there's furniture, an odd Wyver fur thrown here and there, and lots of plants, but not much else. Talk about bachelor living. Aesthetics: not his forte.

If Mikazuki catches you inside, there's no guaranteeing he won't try and hand you a garden trowel.

But we'll jump that hurdle when we get to it. ]

E. GOOD WORK TEAM
[ Whatever the outcome of the day's work, farmers and freeloaders alike, the help has actually, physically made Mikazuki happy. Exhaustion, sweat, dirt under his nails, and all. It's not really a common emotion for him, here or anywhere else, but there's a tender sort of liveliness for what was accomplished that he doesn't question. The rarest of all gremlins, with his dream taking shape outside the four walls he worked hard to have.

If it's too late to travel back to the city or further, his home is open now without fear of getting hustled back out. There's two extra rooms and a stoked fire. (And yes, contrary to popular belief, he does own a bath that's not the hose.)

Basically, this is the sleepover prompt. ]



(ooc: closed to close cr/those who know where he lives, but that can be worked around for harvest moon. just shoot me a note! prompts meant to be mingly!)

Comments

[notwagging]

[ putting bones anywhere...??? a novel concept! but no, some bones just deserve to be in very specific places. ones not easily found or easily retrieved. it depends on the circumstances though if he could always choose one... ]

I could, but it makes wherever I do it very important.

[ both ears perk up and his tail wags as he follows Mikazuki into his sleeping space, a comfy looking room that makes him look around in each corner first before crouching down to look all along the floor. ]

... no dirt. Where do I bury my bone, then?

[ looking at the bed, he quietly crawls onto it and sticks all of his limbs straight up before lying out spreadeagle, letting the towel flutter off and down onto the floor. ]

[sparsity]

All the dirt's outside, still.

[ Dirt inside doesn't bother him, like most things, but that's the whole point of the farm, after all. Following along, Mikazuki lets Keaton do his thing because he probably reacts much better to a wolf baring it all in his bed than... most would.

So he goes for the chest of drawers instead, rooting around inside for a couple of cotton shirts and such. ]

Important how, anyway?

[notwagging]

[ most would probably spray him with water and cause him to abandon ship. some people don't let their pets onto their bed, so... hey, he'd maybe understand if the concept of pets wasn't foreign. ]

Because it means I'll be able to make a little place my own, no matter where I go. It means I can keep an eye on it while I keep an eye on other things!

[ things meaning people, including whatever clothes Mikazuki plans on pulling out. ]

And leave a mark, so that it won't forget me either.

[sparsity]

I don't know... [ Mikazuki intones as an answer, finally pulling something resembling pajamas from the drawer. Trust him, it's a new concept for him too. ] I think —

[ A hum as he turns away from the drawers and approaches the bed, coming to sit down on its edge with one leg tucked beneath him. ]

You'd be kind of hard to forget anyway.

[notwagging]

[ finally, he's within reach. not that this would be the last time that he'd get his hands on Mikazuki, but even while on his side he can still use some of that hidden strength of his! grabbing onto Mikazuki's waist, Keaton pulls the human down on top of him and rolls back onto his back. ]

I better be.

[ another tight snuggle, and Keaton sighs happily. ]

I'll never forget you.

[sparsity]

[ Mikazuki isn't the type of person to forget how strong someone is either, though he does give a surprised grunt when Keaton just snatches him off the end of the bed and rolls him. Before he knows it, he's tucked safely against a naked awoo, only a towel and a handful of clothing separating damp, clean skin. Snorting from his nose, Mikazuki lets his elbows balance on either side of the Wolfskin, resting his chin on his chest. ]

If I'm here, there's nothing to forget.

[notwagging]

[ he's right. even a naked awoo can realize this, gazing fondly into Mikazuki's eyes. it's more than just simple, animal attraction and even Keaton can recognize it--- not once has he felt playing coy and tsun was appropriate in Mikazuki's presence, and it's refreshing.

like a nice, not-shower. ]

You're right... so you better don't go anywhere, just in case.

[sparsity]

[ It's strange. He's sure he's felt the sentiment before, that he should stay. But he doesn't think he's ever heard someone come out and say it to him, because there was never any time or meaning to standing still, for him. Not even if it meant being with someone.

He had to make the place where that was possible, and while he sits here, all warm and calm save that wagging, he wonders — did he finally do it? ]

If that's what you want.

[notwagging]

And you too.

[ because as selfish as Keaton wants to be, and arguably was in the past, he knows deep down that he can't be like that forever. that eventually, he would have to 'mature' in a way that was a little different than how wolfskin normally do. though, two people could certainly make a pack of sorts, though it's... probably a little different in what this pack would mean to him compared to the wolfskin on his mountain back home. ]

I want it if you want it.

[ it's not as fun to enjoy something solo--- not anymore. sharing is caring. ]

[sparsity]

[ How often does he say he wants anything? Most people just offer things to him and he accepts because that's the working order, but the feeling is totally different when someone places that question in front of him. A soft, wondering rumble sounds through his chest, a little hoarser than a simple hum. ]

I want it.

[ He's been able to live here, hasn't he? If the rest of Tekkadan awakens, this will be here for them so long as he protects it. That's his responsibility.

He thought he'd just have to do it alone, but maybe not. ]

This is a place where we can both be.

[notwagging]

[ nothing makes Keaton happier than to hear that, and there would be no smile brighter than the one he makes now. with Mikazuki already on top of him there's no where to go but onto his side, where he can enjoy bumping his forehead against the other's contentedly. he doesn't know how often he'll be here on the farm, except for every second that he breathes in the air and can feel the dirt and the warmth of a very special person... ]

Okay. Then it'll be that place, and I'll make sure to stay here as much as I can.

[ except for when they're forced away. but until that happens, it'll be some time. ]