[ "Are you sure this is a fight you want to pick?" asks the person who started it. But surely the two of them are permitted to indulge in a moment of carefree amusement?
This virtual island is quite the strange place. No games to think about outside of the one they were already in, no responsibilities riding on their shoulders, not a soul to answer to -- only the two of them on this picturesque island.
Minato shakes his hand dry before wiping the excess water on his slacks. Considering the cooler air from the evening rolling in... maybe not. It's a welcome relief from the blazing sun though. At least there's that.
The dried-off hand is a half-hearted white flag. No retaliation for now, or perhaps an unintentional means of tempting fate. ]
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This virtual island is quite the strange place. No games to think about outside of the one they were already in, no responsibilities riding on their shoulders, not a soul to answer to -- only the two of them on this picturesque island.
Minato shakes his hand dry before wiping the excess water on his slacks. Considering the cooler air from the evening rolling in... maybe not. It's a welcome relief from the blazing sun though. At least there's that.
The dried-off hand is a half-hearted white flag. No retaliation for now, or perhaps an unintentional means of tempting fate. ]