[PRP] A Scoop for You (Rogue/ Cryptic)

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The Natsu Matsuri festival in Phonyland was booming. The large section of the park had been retrofitted with booth of all sorts, it was impossible for a young colt not to join in. Rogue Gallery was dressed modestly, with a simple wrapped belt around his stomach and back, a small satchel attached to it. Additionally, he was wearing kitsune styled mask just above his head. As far as festivals go, he was enjoying his time and happily wandered between food booths until he was stuffed.

That was then that he saw the rows of games. Booths with various challenges of luck or skill. Grinning to himself, Rogue wandered over to the nearest one, a pond game where fish were swimming. He sat himself next to another phony and before committing to the game, watched how it was played.

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Festivals were delightful. They were bright, sparkling, flash-in-the-pan events that left as soon as they arrived. What he liked most was waiting about as the night drew on, and the booths started to shut down, the point where festivals became liminal spaces that would only ever continue to exist in memory. There was magic in places like this, real magic not just nanites. It was moments like this he lived for.

But that moment was yet to come. He was currently stuck in this moment, which while just as transient, felt quite a bit less profound. Maybe it was the sentai mask plastered to his face, or the fact that for however many tries he had been given, all he really had to show for it was a pile of ruined hoops. He had no particular plans for the fish, however there was a little black one among the mass of shiny gold scales. It was a silly sort of kinship to feel, but one he felt needed to be explored. It would make a good companion in his little forest home.

"Ah." And yet another hoop broke and the little fish wiggled free, back into the pool. He didn't even sound dejected at this point, simply resigned to his fate.

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