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Who: Yuya & everyone
When: Day 146-152
Where: Around the Carnival & Summerlands
What: Recovery, new changes, and continued antics while the carnival has a nice, long break.
Warnings: None, probably?

[Handstands]
[Yuya's in significantly better health than when they first arrived. He can still feel the residual pain and his stamina is rebuilding, but he's much more lively than before. He also realizes he needs to rebuild his strength, so even if he can't perform yet he's at least practicing so that he'll be ready to bounce back into action as soon as he's cleared.

He's taking his exercise outside the tents so the rest of the performers have plenty of room, and instead can be found tending to his errands around the carnival... on his hands. Just walking on his hands, knees bent for better balance as he navigates from the trailers to the cookhouse for lunch.] Excuse me! Coming through!

[Shadow]
[His shadow has been acting up since he returned. At first he was sure it was just a trick of his mind, but the long it goes on, the more chances he has to see that it is, in fact, just moving on its own sometimes. Okay, that's weird, but he just tries to ignore it. Only it doesn't end there, and by the second week it's taken on a different shape entirely. That's not uncommon, he's been assured, but when he finds it morphed into someone a little broader, taller (older), with hair that spikes up... it's unsettling.

He knows who it looks like. He's standing, shoulders tense as he glares at his own shadow. In the middle of the walkway.]

[Summerlands]
[Yuya's come to accept the Summer people. They're certainly not at domineering, volatile, or frightening as the rest of the Summer Court, and plenty of veterans--not the mention the Ringmaster seem to trust them wholly. So he's navigated deeper into the city, to one of the miracle gardens hidden behind pillars and wisteria.

It's a very small, circular garden, flush and green with scattered flowers. The greatest concentration of them, currently, is around Yuya--who's sitting down with dried fruit to snack on, looking serene.

It's easy to tell what's going on, because as soon as anyone steps in with a positive feeling flowers will start to sprout near them. The better they feel the bigger, brighter, more beautiful the flowers become. They smell wonderful, and something about that scent will bring good memories more easily to the front of their mind--no doubt generating more good feelings and more flowers. It's cyclical.]

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[Yuya nods, grinning--though his enthusiasm does slip a bit at the thought of Crow messing with his duel disk.] You could?

[Reiji had modified them initially, but he assumes Reiji also had the tech for that.] Maybe... but if you mess with it you can't break it!

[He would have to wait a whole year for a replacement and that'd blow.]

[Crow pretends to look insulted, but the grin on his face removes any seriousness from the act.]

Me? Break your Duel Disk? No way!

[A pause.]

'Sides, I can fix everything I break.

[Doesn't that fill you with confidence, Yuya?]

But I'd rather you didn't break it to begin with... [Whine whine. But it's all hypothetical right now anyway, they can worry about duel disk dismantlement once it's proven whether Crow's is incompatible.

Talking about dueling reminds him, though--] Did you find Jack?

Oh, yeah I found him.

[Shacking up with a Dark Signer broad--

Compared to the last time Yuya had mentioned Jack to him, Crow's reaction is much milder. He just folds his arms and rolls his eyes so hard they might fall out of his face.]

Years later and he's still the same. [A pause before Crow admits] But it was good to see him again.

[Even after Crow punched him, hard.]

[Sounds like things are at least better after seeing him. Yuya smiles a bit.] That's good. Sometimes finding people we know here just ends up really confusing...

[Boy is it ever.]

You can say that again! Jack's...

[A pause, because the way he had said it sounded really stupid. But it's the truth, maybe?]

... From the future. Or something. So all the stuff I'm fighting for now, it's just a memory to him.

[It was nice having confirmation his kids will be okay, though a part of him wants to actually see it with his own eyes.]

Guessing you went through the same kinda stuff with your friends?

[It probably sounds very stupid to Crow, but Yuya doesn't even bat an eye. Instead he just nods with an understanding expression.] Yeah, except I'm the one from the future. Time really doesn't work here like normal.

[He doesn't even try to figure it out.]

[Yeah, he figured that, when the Ringmaster had told him about no time passing at home...

But hmm.]

Maybe that's why our stories didn't match earlier? Jack made it sound like things are different back home. So if I haven't met you yet...

That's probably it! [Or there's some other dimensional weirdness going on, but maybe the City really did change that much between then and now.] We really didn't meet that long ago, but you helped us out when we arrived.

[A hum. There's one mystery solved(??) with a perfectly reasonable expalanation. Yep.]

You're a good kid--

[Okay so Yuya's not that much younger than him probably, but still.]

--so it makes sense I'd give you a hand.

[Well. Anyway.]

So you're training for your performances, yeah? Is someone training you?

[Yuya rubs the back of his neck shyly at the compliment. He's quick to follow Crow's change of topic.]

I guess the stage manager? I don't have someone teaching me specifically, but he's there when we need him. I work with the other acrobats, mostly.

[Crow doesn't know anything about acrobatics, but...]

If you need someone to, I dunno, time you while you train, I'll give you a hand.

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