weehawken-richard:

Yay blue birdies! I love birdies! *she threw her hands in the air*

Also I’m not supposed to go off on my own, because I get lost easy…. *the little girl walks over to a rock and picks it up* I’mma paint on this in arts n’ crafts tomorrow *she puts it in her pocket*

Richard watched her get the rock, sighing through his nose. He pushed himself to his feet, stepping up to her, “Well, if you get lost again, you can look for me and I’ll uh...help you back to where you need to be. At least to one of the leaders. Okay?” He ruffled her hair lightly, “Just be careful, petite fleur. Don’t wander off too far. There could be some real spooky things around.” He smiled, chuckling.

*she just wanted to play with his floofy hair*

Visibly tensing, he stared at her for several seconds. He almost slapped her hands away. Almost. Instead, he managed to take a breath, though shaky, and force a smile. He reached up, fluffing her hair as well, playfully squishing her cheeks in the process.

“Ma petite fleur, why are you playing with my boring hair when you have such beautiful locks of your own, hm?”

I like fluffy things ( ^)w(^ )

*Desi smiled with her cheeks being squished*

And your hairs super fluffy, like a kitties fur <3

Richard hummed, taking his hands back to rest his forearms against his raised knee, “Oh, I love kitties. Thank you, fleur.“ He said, then glanced around, feeling like an adult should be coming around the corner any second. Did she wander off from someone? “So uh…what’s your name? I don’t think you want me going around calling you flower.”

I’m Desi, and I’m 10 and my favorite color is pink!

Your Richie right? *she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet*

*there weren’t any adults who seemed to be with her around at the minute. She seemed to get distracted easily from the way she was randomly staring at a bird who had caught her eye*

"Oh, uh...yes, I am..." He turned to look at the bird she was staring at, then back to her, "....hey. I saw some blue birds in a nest not too far from here, and they're low enough for us to see their babies. Would you like to see? Then after maybe we can find your leader, yes?"

He felt very...awkward. To say the least. But even he wasn't willing to let a young child wander off alone. Especially not one that seemed to have the attention span of a goldfish.

weehawken-richard:

Cel followed Richard’s line of sight and nodded, “Ah m’kay! Not to far away then, yeah! Ohhh yeah we’ve met Neko, at the campfire! She seems pretty cool–I hope you guys get along well.”

“We haven’t met our leader yet either–we’ve seen Mr. Punk aaaaand a few other adults…oh yeah Miss Py and Miss Tzili! But not many other people. I guess they’re all busy setting stuff up and getting ready. I hope we get to see Miss Zel again this year a lot; I like her.”

He giggled, “Sorry, I kinda kept talking for awhile.”

Richard chuckled, waving a hand, "No worries. I enjoy listening to others talk." He shrugged lightly, "Neko and I are getting along fine so far, she's a funny girl from what I can see."

He shifted his weight slightly, "And besides the campfire, I haven't run into really...any adult. I'm hoping it stays that way." He grinned a little, "Makes sneaking off easier, you know?"

*she just wanted to play with his floofy hair*

Visibly tensing, he stared at her for several seconds. He almost slapped her hands away. Almost. Instead, he managed to take a breath, though shaky, and force a smile. He reached up, fluffing her hair as well, playfully squishing her cheeks in the process.

“Ma petite fleur, why are you playing with my boring hair when you have such beautiful locks of your own, hm?”

I like fluffy things ( ^)w(^ )

*Desi smiled with her cheeks being squished*

And your hairs super fluffy, like a kitties fur <3

Richard hummed, taking his hands back to rest his forearms against his raised knee, “Oh, I love kitties. Thank you, fleur.“ He said, then glanced around, feeling like an adult should be coming around the corner any second. Did she wander off from someone? "So uh…what’s your name? I don’t think you want me going around calling you flower.”

She looked at the knife and and smiled, waving her paw in dismiss, “Nah! I’m good, besides, I have plenty of ‘knives’ of my own” She giggled as she showed him her claws.  

“By the way, the name’s Neko.” the feline said purring softly, “You must be my cabin buddy, Richard, right?” She extended her paw to him, smiling wide as her tail flopped from side to side on the bed she was sitting on.

“It’s nice to meet you!”

Richard leaned away slightly when she extended her paw. He wasn’t grossed out by it, or her, he was just…nervous. And just recently started getting over his shyness and fear. Old habits die hard. He slowly smiled at her and leaned forward, his hand extending to grasp hers, “Ravi de vous rencontrer, Neko. I look forward to…bedding with you?” He paused, “…sleeping with you?” Another pause, but this time with a face.

He really hated English expressions sometimes.

Neko couldn’t help but try and hold back a small chuckle as she watched him stumble with his words. “I think the words you are looking for is ‘bunking’ with you” She smiled at him before she started to unpack her things and set up her bed. 

“So I noticed you don’t speak English very well…What was it you said to me earlier? Was that…French?” 

Richard sighed in embarrassment before gathering the knives on the bed, glancing at her, “Im surprised you caught on so quickly. But yes, my first language is French.” He slid the weaponry under his mattress before looking at her again, “So I’m sorry if I…slip up, or forget words.”

“Ain’t nothing to be sorry about, dude, I was just noticing is all. I think it’s pretty cool!” 

The feline finished setting up her bed and turned back around, smiling down at him, “If you ever need help, I’m the cat to go to! haha!” She ruffled his hair teasingly. “How do you see with your hair in the way like that?” Neko took her hat and pushed his bangs up, placing her hat on his head, “there we go, much better!”

It took a moment for his brain to catch up to what just happened, but once it did he chuckled, feeling some of his fluffy hair fall out of the hat before looking up at Neko.

“What? You think I look better like this? Or did you just want an excuse to see my face?”

Neko tried very hard to not laugh at all his hair poking out of her hat. 

“Oh! n-nein! O-of course not!” She cleared her throat and looked at him, blushing a little as she could finally see his eyes. 

“I like your eyes though, They’re pretty. I like the color blue!” She smiled as she sat down on her bed, scooting to place her feet on the the mattress. 

He felt the corners of his cheeks tint at the compliment. He wasn’t used to really any positive reinforcement. It was…nice to get some for once.

He smiled some and chuckled, “Thanks, maybe I’ll show them more often.” He shifted and laid back in his bed, arms crossed behind his head and keeping the hat on.

“…nice hair, by the way.” He teased, “Look like you were attacked by a balloon.”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you seen yourself in a mirror?” Her ear twitched, “You are one to talk with a mop head like yours.” She chuckled a bit before she stood up, taking her hat back and placing it on the nightstand between both their beds.

His hair fell onto the surface of his arms and forehead wildly, and he looked at Neko, giving an over dramatic pout, “Aw, come on Neko, no need to take away my hat privileges. How cruel of you.” He teased, only for him to wiggle his nose when some hair tickled it.

Suddenly he sat up, squeaking out three tiny sneezes in a row before making a face, “Stupide cheveux.” He muttered.

She giggled in her bed, curling her tail around herself and yawning,“You’re indeed an interesting human Richard.” she mumbled softly as she started to doze off. 

It was a long drive to camp and Neko was very tired. 

Richard glanced at her, then stared up at the ceiling again, not saying anything as he let her drift to sleep.

Several minutes later Richard hummed quietly, standing from his bed to gather the blanket from it, “Je pourrais dire la même chose pour vous, chat.” He tossed the blanket over her, tilting his head at her.

He then turned, leaving the cabin with his hands in his pockets, mumbling as he went, “Je me demande si elle perdre…?”

*she just wanted to play with his floofy hair*

Visibly tensing, he stared at her for several seconds. He almost slapped her hands away. Almost. Instead, he managed to take a breath, though shaky, and force a smile. He reached up, fluffing her hair as well, playfully squishing her cheeks in the process.

“Ma petite fleur, why are you playing with my boring hair when you have such beautiful locks of your own, hm?”

weehawken-richard:

Cel: We’re in Cabin 2! There’s a lot of cool people there with us, including Danny and Clara–what cabin are you in?

He looked around for a moment before pointing, “There, cabin four!” He looked at Cel again, “I’m close to you. I’m in the cabin with just this girl Neko as far as I know.” He shrugged a little, “I haven’t met our leader yet, though.”

She looked at the knife and and smiled, waving her paw in dismiss, “Nah! I’m good, besides, I have plenty of ‘knives’ of my own” She giggled as she showed him her claws.  

“By the way, the name’s Neko.” the feline said purring softly, “You must be my cabin buddy, Richard, right?” She extended her paw to him, smiling wide as her tail flopped from side to side on the bed she was sitting on.

“It’s nice to meet you!”

Richard leaned away slightly when she extended her paw. He wasn’t grossed out by it, or her, he was just…nervous. And just recently started getting over his shyness and fear. Old habits die hard. He slowly smiled at her and leaned forward, his hand extending to grasp hers, “Ravi de vous rencontrer, Neko. I look forward to…bedding with you?” He paused, “…sleeping with you?” Another pause, but this time with a face.

He really hated English expressions sometimes.

Neko couldn’t help but try and hold back a small chuckle as she watched him stumble with his words. “I think the words you are looking for is ‘bunking’ with you” She smiled at him before she started to unpack her things and set up her bed. 

“So I noticed you don’t speak English very well…What was it you said to me earlier? Was that…French?” 

Richard sighed in embarrassment before gathering the knives on the bed, glancing at her, “Im surprised you caught on so quickly. But yes, my first language is French.” He slid the weaponry under his mattress before looking at her again, “So I’m sorry if I…slip up, or forget words.”

“Ain’t nothing to be sorry about, dude, I was just noticing is all. I think it’s pretty cool!” 

The feline finished setting up her bed and turned back around, smiling down at him, “If you ever need help, I’m the cat to go to! haha!” She ruffled his hair teasingly. “How do you see with your hair in the way like that?” Neko took her hat and pushed his bangs up, placing her hat on his head, “there we go, much better!”

It took a moment for his brain to catch up to what just happened, but once it did he chuckled, feeling some of his fluffy hair fall out of the hat before looking up at Neko.

“What? You think I look better like this? Or did you just want an excuse to see my face?”

Neko tried very hard to not laugh at all his hair poking out of her hat. 

“Oh! n-nein! O-of course not!” She cleared her throat and looked at him, blushing a little as she could finally see his eyes. 

“I like your eyes though, They’re pretty. I like the color blue!” She smiled as she sat down on her bed, scooting to place her feet on the the mattress. 

He felt the corners of his cheeks tint at the compliment. He wasn’t used to really any positive reinforcement. It was…nice to get some for once.

He smiled some and chuckled, “Thanks, maybe I’ll show them more often.” He shifted and laid back in his bed, arms crossed behind his head and keeping the hat on.

“…nice hair, by the way.” He teased, “Look like you were attacked by a balloon.”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you seen yourself in a mirror?” Her ear twitched, “You are one to talk with a mop head like yours.” She chuckled a bit before she stood up, taking her hat back and placing it on the nightstand between both their beds.

His hair fell onto the surface of his arms and forehead wildly, and he looked at Neko, giving an over dramatic pout, “Aw, come on Neko, no need to take away my hat privileges. How cruel of you.” He teased, only for him to wiggle his nose when some hair tickled it.

Suddenly he sat up, squeaking out three tiny sneezes in a row before making a face, “Stupide cheveux.” He muttered.

Cel: -nods- Yeah…I totally understand that one. This year has been–well I’ve had it pretty okay, most of the time, but… -he shrugs- Red’s had it kind of tough. So both of us are super glad to be back here again!

Do you want to go exploring again sometime?

He lit up at the offer, nodding happily and grinning, “I was hoping you’d ask.” He said with a laugh.

Cel: -giggles- Of course! We had loads of fun hanging out with you last year! So anytime you wanna, just let us know and Red and I will be more than happy to wander around with you!

Richard chuckled, crossing his arms, “Same to both of you.”

He then looked around at the cabins, still speaking to Cel, “What cabin are you both in this year?”