The park, Monday evening

[superartie]

Artie was harrassing the ducks again.

There was no trace of exploded head of Gentleman on his striped uniform, though the enthusiasm in his shouts might indicate that he was quite glad to be able to speak again.

Then again, he's always enthusiastic, so maybe it doesn't.

[ooc: openinated]

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[mildly_super]

Clark had taken Saigo out to the park for the evening, and was sitting on a bench a little ways off. Saigo meanwhile was glad he'd arrived when he had.

//You there! Bouncy Glasses Human! What do you think you're doing?!//

[superartie]

Artie had many skills. Apparently, speaking duck wasn't one of them.

He continued to bound about, arms windmilling, shouting at the ducks.

[mildly_super]

//No, seriously,// Saigo quacked in confusion. //What are you doing? Are you damaged like the Human with the Blue Box?//

he attempted to inerpose himself between Artie and the other ducks.

[superartie]

Artie looked down at Saigo. "Aha! Another one! You thought you could sneak up on me, eh?"