05 - Spirit of the Season

[imjustpicky]

[Action A - Before December 23rd - Around Town]

[So what if he had been vanished? So what if he was supposed to be gone? He wasn't. He was still here, and Christmas was still coming, and he had still been saving the (rather generous) allowance that Key-Fu had been giving him. He'd get everyone presents, just as planned.

So you'll see Picky throughout the day, browsing through shops, trying to pick things out for the people he cared about. Maybe comparing ties at Bodine Clothing. Perhaps trying not to be seeing bringing a doll to the counter to pay for it. Tis still the season for shopping because darn it, his friends and family still deserved to have presents.]

[Action B - After this announcement - Streets of Mayfield]

[He should have stayed inside. Really should have stayed inside. If people were being told it was okay to kill the "fakes", then he was in lots of trouble. But... but... But he hadn't gotten Pokey's present. Even if Pokey was one of the erased and even if Pokey's replacement was kinda horrible.... well, he'd do it. That was what he had decided, after agonizing over it.

So here we have Picky, running home as fast as his legs can go and his lungs can manage, clutching a package wrapped in brown paper close to his chest. Every so often he has to stop and catch his breath, but he tries to duck behind a snowbank or a tree to do so. And then he keeps running.

If he can just make it home, he'll be safe, he knows it....]

Comments

[monk-of-keyfu.livejournal.com]

Then let us not waste the waist of the hourglass!

[Hey Picky, you better hold onto that package tight. Because Key-Fu is totally picking you up by the waist and holding you over his head as he starts running full tilt toward the house.]

[You may appreciate some fitting music. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yBISfv-6hfo)]

[imjustpicky]

[That is some fitting music. Picky is certainly reminded of this one game he played a bunch of, a while back...]

Aah!

[He does not really have it in him for a good scream at this point. He can manage to kick his legs a bit, in proper "being carried over a video game character's head" fashion, though.]

[monk-of-keyfu.livejournal.com]

[Key-Fu might not have his usual superhuman agility, but boy he is crossing hat street in good time.]

Gadzooks! The leavings of Jack Frost form a formidable factor!

[He's also doing a good job of avoiding hitting any ice patches on the sidewalk, although with sudden jerks in direction as he does.]

[imjustpicky]

[The urge to shout and yell and panic is giving way to amusement. This is kinda fun! Picky's actually laughing, now.

It's gotta be the stress venting itself.]

Ahahah! Don't slip! It's not so hard! Stay off the shiny bits!

[...but uh, is that a kind of a squishy sound coming up from behind them? According to the thread up above... yes. That's a squishy sound. One of the sea-thingers has broken off to follow Picky.

They seem to get pretty good traction on ice.]

[labarbebleue.livejournal.com]

[A sea demon whose body was nearly all covered with tentacles, green eyes, and shark-like fangs began crawling up towards the direction of Picky and Key-Fu. It recognized Picky as the intended target that the Spellbook of Prelati had directed it towards, but that didn't mean that Key-Fu wasn't on its menu.]

Sorry for the delay! Ton of stuff has gone on.

[monk-of-keyfu.livejournal.com]

[Key-Fu definitely picks up on the noise once the sea demon reaches within a dozen feet or so.]

Harken!

[In one swift motion, just as he's about to run into an ice patch, Key-Fu slams on the brakes, digging his heels into the sidewalk and setting Picky down onto the ice in one motion. That may or may not cause Picky to continue sliding down the sidewalk on that particular patch, but Key-Fu has now completely turned his attention to the sea demon behind them.]

A sinister seafood shopping spree awaits me!

[With a snap of his waist, Key-Fu turns to face the threat in a martial arts kata!]