Duck Pond, mid-afternoon

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Well, after the early-morning whatever she'd done with Rikku and an extremely wrinkly older woman and a couple of other people, Dawn had decided maybe going to a beach party wasn't the best idea, tempting as it might be.

So, instead, she was walking around the pond with a bunch of birdseed, placing clumps in a circle as she eyed the waterfowl, trying to figure out how much she'd need.

"Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck..."

Ow. She felt a nip at her leg.

"Ow, okay, Swan!"

Then she resumed her actions.

"Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck."

It wasn't long before Dawn was running on the grass, followed by many waterfowl in search of birdseed.

"Dammit, I said didn't say goose!"

Clearly, they didn't know the rules.

[OOC: Open to anyone who might want to play. No OCD!]

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"We want all of them!" Rikku insisted. "No more oppression of the emus and flamingos! The ducks can be geese if they want! They defy your structure!!"

Despite her words, she was trying to lure a particularly good-sized swan away from Dawn's heels. Which earned her a nip and some rather unpleasant noises.

"Did that swan just hiss at me?" she asked, folding her arms. "You do not want a piece of me, swan!"

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"I am not the oppressor of waterfowl, whether flightless or not!" Dawn argued, definitely not wanting to be The Man in Rikku's eyes. "Maybe they crave structure, did you ever think of that? Maybe the only way they can be happy is by following rules!"

The swan had totally hissed at Rikku, but Dawn wasn't getting in the middle of that.

[the_merriest]

Rikku had jumped back into a battle stance. Look, she wasn't going to punch a swan. She just, you know, needed to defend herself in case that punk got any ideas.

"You started it, swan!" she shouted, bouncing on her toes and ready to spring. "I didn't come there and try to eat your friend!"

The good news was that the swan had now turned its attention to Rikku, arching his neck and hissing in an aggravated manner.

"Maybe they need rules 'cause they're all demented!" she added. "No wonder ducks are evil!"

Bob was so hearing about this later. For reals.

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"I was just trying to organize them. I figured with all the food, they'd just...stay in place."

[the_merriest]

"See, this is why people don't feed you!" she shouted, to the ducks. Despite the fact that she had no idea if people fed them or not. Just saying. "Because you can't be polite about it!"

After a few minutes of lunging forward and dodging back again, she'd managed to somehow maneuver the swan to the edge of the water.

"Swim or I push you," she threatened. The swan did not seem all that intimidated. The loud orangey thing was distracting him from food.

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"Swim!" Dawn had no idea if the water was safe for anyone, let alone swans. "Don't push the swan, Rikku, I think they have teeth!"

Deciding to help her friend, she threw a handful of birdseed toward the water.

[the_merriest]

The swan dove toward the scattered seed, leaving a small hiss for Rikku before dedicating itself to the more important task of YAYFOOD.

"Success!" Rikku announced, doing a happy wriggle. She surveyed the remnants of what once was a happy circle of feed, for Duck Duck Goose. "Um, the piles are kind of ..."

Kind of thoroughly messed up, a lot. That.

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"It's looking kind of trapezoidal..."

[the_merriest]

"We could get them to play musical chairs!" Rikku decided. "Lead them to the piles and then stop the music and see who's out!"

And then be pecked to death by the loser. This was a very good idea, Rikku.