The park, Monday afternoon

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Jude, for once, wasn't circumnavigating the park at entirely unsafe velocities. In fact, he was even sitting still. He was sitting by the edge of the duck pond with a bag of heels, crumbling the bread for the ducks. Which in this town wasn't probably the safest of activities, but Jude was a little distracted by the scrapbook open on his lap, looking over the summer.

Dude. Summer was almost over. And he still didn't know where he'd be in the fall.

Bummer.

[[Open like an open thing wot's open.]]

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[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Oooh, these were tasty.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Hey little duck-dude," Jude greeted him mellowly, tossing a slightly larger chunk of bread.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo had seen this young man in the park before. //Greetings Kamikazi Human.// he replied before snatching up the bread.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Not having had the benefits of a classical education, Jude didn't understand the duck. But took it as a good sign so offered him some more bread.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo took the bread gratefully and then had to chase a few ducks away from the lobster statue. //No no, that one's for the humans.// Nevermind they never used it, he was trying to improve human/duck relations.

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Jude chuckled as he watched the duck. He doodled a little lobster statue onto the corner of a page. As an afterthought, he doodled a little duck. He added a ninja headband, too. Just 'cause.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Satisfied that the lobster statue was safe, Saigo returned to his observation of the kamikazi human. He wondered what the young one was drawing. And why he was not practicing his kamikazi runs, like he usually did.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Hey little duck-dude, stay still," Jude joked, not in any way, shape, or form expecting to be understood. "It's hard ta draw ya when you're movin' like that."

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo preened a bit, but didn't want to be vain. So he held still without preening or posing.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude blinked, then chuckled. "Awesome, duck-dude." He bent over the scrapbook again, detailing outspread wings in a kungfu crane attack pose.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo hoped he'd get to see the picture when it was done.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude would never be so inconsiderate as to keep it from him. He was Canadian after all. So after a minute or two he flipped the scrapbook over and held it out to the duck. "Whadda ya think, duck-dude?"

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo examined the sketch closely. it looked more like his brother than he, but all in all, not bad. He wondered where the boy had seen Duck Fu being performed, that was an excellent rendition of one of the opening stances.

//Not bad.// He quacked finally. //And thank you for choosing me as a subject.//

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Well the duck seemed to like it and that was good enough for Jude. "Not bad, eh?" he chuckled, not feeling silly at all for talking to a duck. He flipped the page and grinned, pointing at The Picture, the one where he had snuck a kiss just before it flashed. "Hey, look, duck-dude! 'S my girlfriend."

Yep, Jude was sharing his scrapbook with a duck.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo recognized her, as he understood it, she had provided the first part of his name. He looked up at Jude.

//Hurt her and you and I will have words.//

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Jude chuckled, totally misunderstanding. "Yeah, I know, cute, isn't she?" He slumped a little bit. "She's out of town for a week. Guess that's why I'm talkin' to a duck instead."

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

If ducks could smirk. //Yes, well I'm glad to be here to be your second choice.//