The Park; Wednesday Afternoon. [ 06/17 ].

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It was warm and kind of humid out, which made both Minsc and Boo feeling rather restless. All his many years of adventuring had still failed to acclimate him to air that actually managed to hold moisture. The dry heat of Rashemen was far more comfortable, especially when, otherwise, your miniature giant space hamster started to act all crazylike. So, while he had considered office hours today, Minsc instead went out to the park, so he could let Boo run around in the grass a little. He was hopping to see some very engaging chases of hamster and squirrel, or perhaps hamster and duck, or hamster and other sorts of birds, but no. Boo just seemed content in riffling through the grass and eating things.

So there miiiiight have been just a wee tiny bit of intentional duck agitation to get them to chase each other and thus Minsc was very amused.


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Jack was out wandering aimlessly, as he often did. "Minsc," he said, doffing his hat and bowing. "Rodent friend."

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"Boo," Minsc offered. His annoyance at the rodent friend's name being unremembered seemed a little hypocritical, since Minsc could only greet the man with a nod and a, "Pirate-y fellow type person whose name has probably receded into a part of my brain that's gotten all the bumps and whatnot."

A little unwieldy, as far as greetings went, but appropriate and truthful.

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"Well, if you are trying to frighten me, I say that your delivery could do with some work," Jack declared. "At least cower behind a bench first or something."

Nope, he had no recollection of Boo being the hamster's name.

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There was a bit of a confused pause to sort that out. Of course Minsc would fail to properly put together how the pirate came to that observation, but it didn't matter, as he would just run with what he figured it had to do with. "Trust me," he declared back, squaring his shoulders and chest, "if I'd have wanted you frightened, you'd be frightened! Is there are reason you should be frightened, pirate? Guilty conscience, perhaps, hmmmmmmm?"

He was a pirate. He had to have done some evil doing lately, it was just what pirates did. And it was just what Minsc did to make sure they didn't do it again.

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Jack had no idea what Minsc was talking about, but that had really never stopped him from speaking before.

And he hadn't done anything all that illegal recently.

...he was pretty sure, anyway.

He held up his hands. "I'm as pure as the driven snow, mate."

That certainly wasn't true.

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Minsc...didn't really know much about snow, except that it was cold and wet, and so he wasn't entirely sure exactly how pure driven snow really was. So he narrowed his eyes critically at the piratey fellow, trying to glean a hint one way or the other, but found it to be too much work for his head, so he stopped and instead went to give a conciliatory clap of his hand on the other man's shoulder. Conciliatory, and utterly unconscious of his strength, as usual.

"Good to hear, then, good to hear! And how does this fine day find you, my good man?"

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Jack staggered forward a few steps under the vigor of the other man's greeting. "At loose ends," he replied. "I need to take up a hobby, I believe."

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"Oh, what, like knitting?" asked Minsc. "Boo here's a stitcher himself. I knew a mage who took up writing a lot of emo poetry, if that's more your way. And I hit things a lot!"

Totally a hobby, hitting things.

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Jack arched up an eyebrow at Boo. "What does Boo stitch?" he asked because really.

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"Cloth," said Minsc, shrugging a little. "He still needs to work on it quite a bit, but he likes it. I tried to get him to stitch wounds, but he really sucks at that." Minsc took a moment to lift his arm, pointing to a particular cut that very well proved his point.

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Jack blinked. "Yes, I can see how that could be improved," he finally declared. "I don't know if the squirrels can do that. I should ask some time, shouldn't I?"

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"And if they want to learn," Minsc offered, "I'm sure Boo would be willing to help teach them!"

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"That would be a most interesting sewing circle," Jack mused. "Do you think they'd serve tea and crumpets?"

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And there was Glinda, sitting on a bench, looking a little forlorn. She'd told Liir the truth (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/4055974.html?thread=167532198#t167532198), for what it was worth. Why did she feel the worse for it.

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And it was rather hard not to notice a forlorn looking blonde on a bench. Minsc frowned for a moment, contemplating which was greater: the likelihood that he'd only turn things into a disaster, or his need to be helpful for great goodness.

Great goodness always won out.

He picked up Boo out of the grass and moseyed on over. "Hullo, Lady Glinda," he greeted her. "Lovely day..."

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Startled expression? Check. Forced smile? Check.

You'd have to be blind to miss the fact that there was some serious thought going on in that pretty head.

"Oh, hello Mr. Minsc, Boo," she said. "Yes, it is. How are you both?"

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"A bit restless," Minsc admitted, wondering if giving an honest answer might inspire Lady Glinda to her own. He wasn't the most perceptive guy there was, true, but he was definitely not blind, after all. "I am from a dry land, and the humidity makes me brain feel all sluggish."

Pause.

"More so than usual, anyway."

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Glinda nodded. "The humidity seems to do that to everyone, despite their place of origin. How is Boo holding up in this weather?"

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"Well!" Minsc said. "A lot of burrowing, and a little more lethargic than usual, but I make sure he gets lots of water and he's just fine."

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"That's good then," Glinda said, and then let out a heavy sigh. "I wonder, Mr. Minsc, if you've had the pleasure of meeting young Liir?"

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"Mmmm," Minsc frowned a little, trying to think. "I cannot recall if I have," he admitted regretfully. "But my memory has never been the best..."

Headwounds. Y'know.

He nodded toward the bench. "Might I have a seat, Lady Glinda?"

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"Certainly," she said. "More than enough room on the bench, after all."

Mind the skirt, though!

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Minsc grinned a little as he took into account just how much the room the skirt was taking up, but he nodded, and had a seat. Mindful of the skirt. Mostly. "Thanks," he said, letting out a long sigh as he got comfortable. "Ahhh, that's better! Now tell me what it is that is bothering you, Lady Glinda, and leaving you looking so glum!"

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"I've... been called home. By the Emperor," Glinda said, slowly. "I don't want to go."

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Minsc thought that over a moment, frowning as he did. "For good?"