The Park; Tuesday afternoon (4/1)

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G'Kar had discovered that the best way to keep the bouncing small people from whacking his shins with their sticks was to feed them the falling pastries.

So he had set out a basket to catch pastries and would occasionally hand one to a passing fool. Unless he got too engrossed in his writing in which case a fool would 'remind' him.

"Ow!" He glared at the wee fool at his feet. "That stung." He idly grabbed a pastry and jabbed it towards the small fellow.

Shaking his head, he went back to his writing. The tree he leaned against was doing a remarkably good job of keeping him free of pastry splatters.

(ooc: open like a park! come by and ask the big fool why he's out in a pastry blizzard. ;)