Cleon set down the keg with a grunt, on the floor next to the nearest table. Wiping the sweat off of his brow, he took a seat, flashing a grin over at Faye before looking at Shiress who was addressing him. “Sure, I don’t mind in the slightest. I could keep an eye on Ian for the moment if you wanted.” He said, looking over at the boy who’d managed to get himself covered with breakfast which drew a smirk out of Cleon. It reminded him quite a bit of what it had been like raising Faye, something fresh on his mind after the past season. He still regretted deeply his behavior that had gotten them both pretty scorched by sunburn but looking upon Faye’s face now he could tell she didn’t hold it against him even though she had every right to. This would be the season to make it up to her, and start laying down roots with something more permanent then the room they rented at the Inn. Not that he wasn’t grateful for Tazrae’s hospitality, he hadn’t felt so good nor ate so well ever before, however getting a place of their own just felt like something he had to do.
Such thoughts could wait however, first they had a birthday party to celebrate for, and after last season, Cleon felt Syka needed something like that to lighten the mood. “Stu suggested a game called just under where we all try walking under a bar set across two poles that gets progressively lower and lower. I’m… well I’m not nearly as good at explaining it, but the way he described it, the game sounded like a good bit of fun.” Cleon said as he turned his mind towards a grumbling in his belly. Realizing he was famished, he grabbed a plate and quickly tucked into it while sparing a glance at Ian every tick or so to keep an eye on the boy while Cleon considered other ideas.
Food of course got him thinking about the strange gift he had received last season. A small clay jar full of candied fruit with a note that he had yet to fully explore. Perhaps he could do so today, and maybe share in the fun depending on how it all worked out. Cleon had a yearning to get out onto the water anyways, and after practicing in the Community pool for so long, he felt he was ready for the sea now. Maybe even purchase a board of his own. There was an idea.
Cleon finished the bite that was already in his mouth before he decided to speak. He looked at Shiress because she was the nearest, but he spoke loudly enough for the whole room to hear. “Would any of you be interested in getting out onto the water today? I could go find Randal and see if he would mind me bringing a few things down from the shop for us all to have fun with. I’ve a mind to do a little surfing myself later, but there are paddle boards and such too.” Cleon said, reasoning as picked another bite out of his plate. Savoring every one. He hadn’t realized how much of his taste had been changed by his affliction. Not bad persay, just bland so now it felt like every piece was just bursting with flavor. It was hard to stop himself from inhaling the whole plate, although being preoccupied as he was certainly helped to slow him down.
“I’ve got something that I personally need to test, but if it works, I think I might have an idea for another game for the more adventurous.” Cleon smirked, his thoughts still very much on the sea. It was shaping up to be such a pleasant day, and suddenly he found himself with so many choices that it was hard to decide what to do first. A nice problem to have he considered briefly before deciding that after he cleaned up he could see about setting up a few things for the kids. Over the course of last season he had gotten fairly good at putting things together with wood, and he wouldn’t mind going on a few errands to make sure this birthday was special.
Picking up his dirty dishes, he took them over to get washed before approaching Tazrae about another idea that had come time mind. “What do you think about me setting up a training dummy for the kids to play with. I acquired on last season in order to practice a little bit, and I think paired with a couple of sticks it could be a good way for the children to get their energy out. Plus its never a bad idea to start training early.” He reasoned, considering that he could probably build a few more in his free time with a little practice. “If its really popular, maybe we could find an area to set a few up in. I certainly wouldn’t mind trying my hand at building them.” It was an interesting idea, but definitely one that would require a bit more experience on his part since he was only really used to working on surfboards.
Fortunately Stu’s idea didn’t sound like it would require a whole lot of expertise on his part, plugging his training dummy into the ground would be a simple enough assignment. He supposed he could get to work on shaping a few sticks for the kids to whack at the training dummy with, making sure they were smooth and not likely to splinter in their hands, stuff like that. He definitely had the urge to do something with his hands. Depending on what they decided to do with his ideas, Cleon stayed ready to go back out again, eager to keep himself busy because it kept his thoughts away from the previous season. Given what he suggested, keeping busy wouldn’t be a problem as he needed to test out the deep sea candies, see about placing the training dummy, preparing a few sticks for said training dummy, going to see Randal about purchasing a surfboard, and possibly going around Syka to invite people he came across while on his errands while picking their brains for ideas about the party. All in all, he was excited, and he lingered near the entrance of the Protea until he had a firm decision about where to start.
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Such thoughts could wait however, first they had a birthday party to celebrate for, and after last season, Cleon felt Syka needed something like that to lighten the mood. “Stu suggested a game called just under where we all try walking under a bar set across two poles that gets progressively lower and lower. I’m… well I’m not nearly as good at explaining it, but the way he described it, the game sounded like a good bit of fun.” Cleon said as he turned his mind towards a grumbling in his belly. Realizing he was famished, he grabbed a plate and quickly tucked into it while sparing a glance at Ian every tick or so to keep an eye on the boy while Cleon considered other ideas.
Food of course got him thinking about the strange gift he had received last season. A small clay jar full of candied fruit with a note that he had yet to fully explore. Perhaps he could do so today, and maybe share in the fun depending on how it all worked out. Cleon had a yearning to get out onto the water anyways, and after practicing in the Community pool for so long, he felt he was ready for the sea now. Maybe even purchase a board of his own. There was an idea.
Cleon finished the bite that was already in his mouth before he decided to speak. He looked at Shiress because she was the nearest, but he spoke loudly enough for the whole room to hear. “Would any of you be interested in getting out onto the water today? I could go find Randal and see if he would mind me bringing a few things down from the shop for us all to have fun with. I’ve a mind to do a little surfing myself later, but there are paddle boards and such too.” Cleon said, reasoning as picked another bite out of his plate. Savoring every one. He hadn’t realized how much of his taste had been changed by his affliction. Not bad persay, just bland so now it felt like every piece was just bursting with flavor. It was hard to stop himself from inhaling the whole plate, although being preoccupied as he was certainly helped to slow him down.
“I’ve got something that I personally need to test, but if it works, I think I might have an idea for another game for the more adventurous.” Cleon smirked, his thoughts still very much on the sea. It was shaping up to be such a pleasant day, and suddenly he found himself with so many choices that it was hard to decide what to do first. A nice problem to have he considered briefly before deciding that after he cleaned up he could see about setting up a few things for the kids. Over the course of last season he had gotten fairly good at putting things together with wood, and he wouldn’t mind going on a few errands to make sure this birthday was special.
Picking up his dirty dishes, he took them over to get washed before approaching Tazrae about another idea that had come time mind. “What do you think about me setting up a training dummy for the kids to play with. I acquired on last season in order to practice a little bit, and I think paired with a couple of sticks it could be a good way for the children to get their energy out. Plus its never a bad idea to start training early.” He reasoned, considering that he could probably build a few more in his free time with a little practice. “If its really popular, maybe we could find an area to set a few up in. I certainly wouldn’t mind trying my hand at building them.” It was an interesting idea, but definitely one that would require a bit more experience on his part since he was only really used to working on surfboards.
Fortunately Stu’s idea didn’t sound like it would require a whole lot of expertise on his part, plugging his training dummy into the ground would be a simple enough assignment. He supposed he could get to work on shaping a few sticks for the kids to whack at the training dummy with, making sure they were smooth and not likely to splinter in their hands, stuff like that. He definitely had the urge to do something with his hands. Depending on what they decided to do with his ideas, Cleon stayed ready to go back out again, eager to keep himself busy because it kept his thoughts away from the previous season. Given what he suggested, keeping busy wouldn’t be a problem as he needed to test out the deep sea candies, see about placing the training dummy, preparing a few sticks for said training dummy, going to see Randal about purchasing a surfboard, and possibly going around Syka to invite people he came across while on his errands while picking their brains for ideas about the party. All in all, he was excited, and he lingered near the entrance of the Protea until he had a firm decision about where to start.
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