The Park, Saturday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Well, it wasn't really a bad day, was it? The sun was more or less out, and the sky hadn't opened up to rain down on top of anyone, so Reno would call that a win had he the vocal capacity to do so. It was a little chilly, but that was what feathers were for.

And he had a few more days as a chocobo, so he was going to make the best of them.

It had taken a good deal of creative charades before he had managed to communicate what it was he hand in mind to Doji, but after a few rounds of 20 Questions, some clawing at the ground, and a bit of what may or may not be considered interpretative dance, Reno had convinced her to do him a bit of a favor.

Which was why there was a large bird hitched up to a T&C shopping cart, wearing a pair of novelty sunglasses and a sombrero, with a ferret curled up for a snooze in a tote bag that was hanging around his neck. Even Mako needed fresh air now and again.

Shopping cart chocobo rides in the park, anyone?

[Oh, so open!]

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[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Dōjima was indeed there, ready to take people's cash to ride the mutant-ostrich, half-convinced that Reno had lost his little birdie-mind.

Besides, like she was going to talk him out of something like this, especially when he had totes resorted to interpretative dance. This is what friends were for.

"You're crazy," she informed him for about the eightieth time that afternoon. "I'm gonna take pictures, you know. Rude pays well."

[raspberryturk]

Reno was fully aware that he was crazy. He'd spent the better part of a week as a bird, you had to be just a little insane to pull something like that.

And if Rude was willing to spend good Gil on something like this, that was Rude's loss. If he was going to show the pictures to Tseng, Reno only requested that he get pictures of the boss' reaction. That was what friends were for, right?

Of course, barring a way to communicate most of that, Reno just gave his head an agreeable sort of bobble and he warked out his agreement.

Yep. Reno was crazy!

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Wark," she replied agreeably, wandering over to pat his head and make sure the weasel wasn't suffocating in the bag or anything. "So do I have to pay, or do I get a free spin around the park?"

[raspberryturk]

The look Reno gave her right there was a look of pure, unadulterated cockiness as he crouched down as best he could, given that he was hooked up to a shopping cart and all.

Remember how you've always wanted to ride on an ostrich, Doji? The shopping cart was for customers. Not the buggy driver.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"You've got to be kidding," she laughed, waving her hands. "Are you serious?"

[fancypantsdoc.livejournal.com]

It had seemed a good day for a walk, but when Simon got to the park and saw the big bird with the hat and the cart, he hesitated. Perhaps he should go another way?

[raspberryturk]

Reno's greeting of "Wark!" was an inviting one, believe it or not! And really, how many people could possibly boast that they'd ridden in a shopping cart pulled by a mutant ostrich-chicken-thing?

Nobody! That was the beauty of it, couldn't he see?

[fancypantsdoc.livejournal.com]

The noise was unexpected and made Simon jump. Birds could be aggressive, as he remembered from that time Serenity had transported turkeys. He tried sneaking past the bird, looking as inconspicuous as possible.

[raspberryturk]

Well, Reno could be aggressive, but he was too insane from week-of-bird to even think about attacking someone unless they did something stupid like mock him or kick him in the foot.

Simon wouldn't kick Reno in the foot, would he? Reno was cool in his novelty shades! That sombrero totally made him approachable!

He would voice as much by calling out to him again! Kweh!

[fancypantsdoc.livejournal.com]

Simon approached carefully. It was a big bird, but yes, the hat made it look less threatening.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Choco-chicken-thing rides, five bucks!" Dōjima called out gleefully. "Get one now, before we turn him back into a student again!"

[fancypantsdoc.livejournal.com]

"He's a student?"

Simon hadn't been in Fandom long enough, clearly.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Class assignment," Dōjima explained as she cracked her gum. "We have to undergo animal transformations, for at least a few hours, so we know what to do if it should happen to us outside a controlled environment and we don't panic."

"Reno and I just thought we'd have some fun with it."

[bitchprince]

Arthur was going for his daily jog. Now that he had the whole food situation handled (Francine was a decent cook, and a few days of her labour certainly wouldn't go unappreciated) he didn't have much worries that didn't pertain to a certain idiot manservant and his propensity to do incredibly stupid things.

Of course, when he saw the bird...

"..." he said, and came to a stop. In a fashion that was entirely unhesitant, thank you.

[raspberryturk]

Oh, of course. Reno noticed no hesitation in that stop at all.

"Wark!"

That translated more or less to a greeting, but Reno didn't entirely expect Arthur to realize that. Not many people on the island could speak chocobo, after all.

So he gave his head a bobble in greeting as well, novelty sunglasses, silly sombrero, and all.

[bitchprince]

"...Wark," Arthur repeated, staring at the... thing. "Please don't tell me you're some sort of mystical creature come to put a curse on the island."

You couldn't blame him. Back home, these things kind of happened.

[raspberryturk]

Reno gave his head a shake. Nah. Totally not a mystical creature. He had that sign in his tote bag with the ferret, please hold a moment, and he'd stick his beak in there and rummage around.

A-ha! And out it came, the sheet of paper that had seen better days, proudly stating that he was Reno. And that he could understand what people were saying to him. And also that if anyone made a crack about fried chicken, they would die.

It really didn't have to state that it would be a horrible death, did it? When Reno was involved, that much went without saying.

[intraspective]

Ino was taking a walk, after her clinic shift, and before heading back to the dorms. And, mostly, debating if she wanted to grab a bite to eat before going back to studying when she saw the...

"Chocobo!"

Brillant observation, Ino.

[raspberryturk]

"Wark!"

Ino!

Reno did a bit of a bouncy bobble, waving one wing to Ino in some kind of weird-ass wave hello. He was totally a chocobo. Wasn't that kind of awesome?

[intraspective]

It was amazingly awesome.

"Look at you!" she chirped, bouncing closer since it seemed friendly enough. "I didn't know you came in black, awwww. You're a badass chocobo, aren't you?"

[raspberryturk]

Reno was the chocobo deluxe model. He lifted his head and struck a proud chocobo pose, and then he did a little strut, the cart rattling along behind him.

See? Totally badass chocobo!

[the_merriest]

Rikku took in the scene, then put her hands on her hips.

"No fair," she announced. "This was my idea. I totally get a cut."

Hey, where was her camera, anyway?

[raspberryturk]

Reno blinked up, and then loosed a wary little kweh.

He hadn't really been able to read the paper. He lacked thumbs. And the shopping cart was totally his idea. Wasn't that part brilliant?

... Granted, nobody so far had actually trusted the cart enough to climb inside...

[the_merriest]

"I can't stay mad, you're too cute," she sighed happily, hopping over to scritch his chin.

Not that she was going to be mad, but still.

... She'd probably insist on a cut, though.

"Is that safe?" she asked, nodding to the cart.

[raspberryturk]

If Reno could purr, he would be. Mmmm, chin attentions. It was with great effort that he acutally managed to pull his face away from her hand long enough to give a bit of a nod. So far as he could tell, the cart was totally safe. He'd managed to haul a crib and about a million diapers up the stairs of the dorms in it, after all.

Totally good cart. More scratches now.