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WHO: Maya and many individuals
WHERE: All over
WHEN: The month of June
WHAT: Punishment shenanigans, quests, and a catch-all for additional threads?? Closed threads will be added to the post, open prompts will be beneath the cut.
WARNINGS: Talk of nonexistent gruesome injuries, spoilers for both P2 games idk is that a warning!!!!
NOTES: If you'd like to plot anything additional, you can PM me or reach me on plurk at

starswept!

[ That first week of June. ]

[ If you are a teenager or younger, regardless of whether or not this young woman has met you, she's looking incredibly upset the minute she gets a good look at you. This is a prelude to her hurrying over, gaze anxious, as she looks you over and-- ]

This is... definitely going to be a weird question, but are you actually hurt?

[ SHE MIGHT LOOK LIKE SHE'S ABOUT TO CRY. ]

[ Alternatively, she can be spotted making a much slower way around the town. Slower because she's apparently decided to use her necktie as a blindfold, and even Maya isn't about to go sprinting about an area where she can't see.

It won't stop her from bumping into someone, or-- ]

Whoops! Sorry!!

[ A tree. Or the well. Or literally anything else, but she doesn't seem keen to take that blindfold off? Wonder why???? ]

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[ dextera’s breath is starting to ease, at least, and his strange sense of humor is in tact. ]

Thank you.

[ the weakest grazie of all, but he’s sincere about it, anyway—he’s pretty excited to have caught something, even if it is an angry crab that’s clicking its pincers and doing its damnedest to start a little crab riot in maya’s hand. ]

Of course! We're crab-catching comrades now, I've got to look out for you.

[ well. She'd come up with some excuse even if they hadn't just caught a very angry crab.

... Which she is now going back to clutching with both hands, Just In Case. ]

[ an angry crab that is getting angrier by the minute.

dextera finally stops coughing, just in time for the crab to start… screaming? the crab is definitely doing something, and it is incredibly loud for an underwater creature that has no lungs. what a terrible, watery shriek.

he winces. ]

I think it’s mad.

[ He's not the only one wincing. ]

I guess I could sympathize, but at the same time...

-- I wonder if we could gag it.

[ yes, let's make the crab look like a kidnapping victim. ]

[ gag it… that seems a little cruel, maya?!

not that it needs its little crabby mouth to breathe. dextera shivers, the chill of the harbor water starting to settle into his bones, and he peels off his coat. once it’s off, damp and dripping in his hands, he reaches out and asks for the crab to be plopped onto the fabric. ]

…?

Are you sure?

[ well. The crab thrashes majestically, so Dex gets about .2 seconds to answer before she unceremoniously drops the crab onto the coat. ]

[ and dextera gently folds the coat over its head. it wriggles, angrily, its screams still going strong but now gently muffled by fabric. ]

…

[ like a bird thinking it’s nighttime, however, it soon stops. ]

What now?

... Do you want to keep going? Or do you want me to grab you a blanket first?

[ well, she's equally soaked, but he's the one looking more pitiful here. ]

[ a blanket does sound nice, though dextera knows from experience that it can only do so much. even after he dries, he’s going to be cold. ]

The air is warm.

[ it sounds like an ominous spy passcode… but he just means that he’s okay to sit out here and let nature do its trick for drying them both. he shivers. ]

[ ... Dextera is way too pure of a person, and Maya studies him for a second longer.

Before her eyes narrow and she reaches for his wrist to tug him down into a sitting position on the dock, crab and all. There's no hesitation or embarrassment when she presses herself against his side, either-- because even though she's damp, her body heat is nothing to scoff at. ]

I didn't really thank you before for trying to grab me before I fell in, so we'll call this a part of the gratitude package.

Ah!

[ maya……………

an angel, too pure for this sinful world, et cetera—dextera stiffens slightly, just for a moment, before he realizes what she’s doing. he’s embarrassed when it settles in, but thanks to certain people in town, he’s no stranger to cuddling for warmth. luckily, whatever month it is, it seems to be heading into summer. they’re not going to freeze to death out here, even with the weird magic water. ]

…

[ he ducks his head, in a grateful nod. the crab is being held carefully between them. ]

[ Sorry, Dextera, this is just how she is!! Guren doesn't have to think she's macking on his man--

But no, she's as comfortable as someone cold and soggy can get, and she'll only grin when he nods. If nothing else, she's properly met someone she'd only talked to on the forum before, and that makes her plenty happy. ]

Not exactly how we planned this to go, huh? But I think it's been pretty interesting, all the same.

[ it’s not at all how they planned this to go! but it’s probably how it was bound to end up, considering the two of them have never really been fishing. if they stop here, at least they’ll have this crab as proof of their time together, but… the crab should probably go back in the water. it seems pissed off, even if it’s only vaguely squirming around now. ]

Fun. [ he’ll agree to that, at least. ] Successful?

Definitely! We got a... very tiny sea monster, technically! I think that's honestly pretty incredible of us, especially when we weren't even trying.

[ this crab is going to swear revenge when they try this again one day, I just know it. ]

[ oh, yeah, he supposes it is a sea monster—none of these are the actual animals they resemble. although it looks mostly like a crab, it could be anything, and he wishes he still had that animal-talking potion to figure out what’s going on in its little crabby brain. ]

Heh. Next time, edible.

[ he sets his coat down, freeing up his arm so he’s able to cuddle a little closer to maya, and the crab scuttles out of the fabric after a struggle. ]

[ DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH, let's be real.

Maya's keeping an eye on the crab to make sure it's not going to actually try to seek revenge at this very moment, but in terms of priorities, it's not too high. Cuddling for warmth is better, dammit. ]

That's right! I'm twice as pumped for next time now!!

[ one of the crab’s eyes, incredibly, swivels independently to stare at them for a long enough moment that dextera feels a little intimidated—but then it’s continuing on its way to plop back into the water with a soft splash. ]

…

[ dextera nods, idly. ]

Thank you for coming, Maya.

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