daylight deals a bad hand to a penguin

[parroted]

WHO: Jack Pherson and OPEN
WHERE: One of the little lakes in Central Park
WHEN: This afternoon/evening!
WARNINGS: NUDITY he's uh, kinda not dressed.
SUMMARY: Pherson does in fact bathe sometimes. ...in lakes. With his penguins. And the ducks. And fish. YOU GET THE IDEA.
FORMAT: WHATEVER YOU WANT I'll match

[ Every once in a while, just after dark, with the polar bear keeping watch for cops (but not particularly caring about anyone else), Pherson swims with the fishes.

It also helped mitigate the smell, though Pherson had long since caring about being hygienic. He piles all his clothes and his robe on the beach and dives into the lake. All the creatures in the lake come to speak to him, fishy platitudes intermingling with duck gossip. Pherson's small pack of penguins dive in with him, taking advantage of the fishes' curiosity.

Pherson doesn't particularly care that he's a naked man swimming in a public park. He has plenty of company that doesn't care. ]

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[hypnosymphony]

[ it sure is too bad for everyone else that other people like to pass through the park

he gives the polar bear a wide berth, though naturally he looks at the penguins in the lake and

promptly looks away again, sighing. He doesn't particularly mind, per se (there are very few things that he objects to strongly enough to be called an inherent dislike) but there are probably better ways of doing things. ]

Have you considered getting some sort of pool? Other people might object to your presence in the lake. [ not that he does, though... ]

[parroted]

[ Pherson looks up at the man, treading water near the shore, particularly unconcerned. ]

They don't matter.

[hypnosymphony]

It might be safer for the animals, at least. Less chance of being recaptured? [ It's a subtle kind of suggestion. He sits, some way away.

Well, he sounds concerned, at least. ]

[parroted]

[ He looks a bit more sharply at the man. Before shrugging a naked shoulder, splashing a little. ]

I doubt the municipal government would appreciate me getting a pool for Central Park.

[hypnosymphony]

Somewhere more private, perhaps. I'm sure it could be done somehow. [ he's already mulling the hypothetical scenario over in his head, absentmindedly. ]

[parroted]

You actually seem to care. [ He's not entirely sure why, but he also won't take his eyes off the strange man.

It's curious. ]

[hypnosymphony]

Should I not? You certainly seem to care a lot about these animals, and they care a lot about you. It would be a shame if they were separated from you. [ the phrase could seem like a threat, with the right tone, but he seems entirely genuine. he shrugs, sitting back with an easy, gentle smile. ] Though I'll freely admit that it's none of my business.

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I wouldn't worry, the only thing that could separate these animals from me would be death. [ He says it so lightly, so pleasantly - but with absolute sincerity. These animals will die for him. And he knows it.

But he's definitely warmed up to the stranger. ] It's rare for anyone to have an interest.

[hypnosymphony]

Loyal to the end, I see. I've always found it interesting how animals and humans can bond. [ he is Interested ok ]

I do like animals - they're better company than people, sometimes, truth be told. [ a rueful smile. ]

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My bond's stronger than most. [ He treads water, casually, watching carefully ]

Do you have friends of your own?

[hypnosymphony]

I can see that. I'm assuming it would be dreadfully hard to befriend a polar bear, otherwise.

Mm, there's a few stray cats that have taken to me, but I don't specifically own any. They seem to know their own minds, so I don't think they'd take kindly to being domesticated. [ cats, man. you know how it is. ]