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[ circles around to face her boys when they get inside of the park, taking out her handy dandy map to look over it. doesn't take too long in deciding what to do first; hands go on her hips, giving them a look as if she's leading an army going to war, though the smile on her face adds something more pleasant onto the double-meaning. ]

So I was thinking that we should split up first and meet up for lunch later. It's pretty crowded today. Going in twos is the best option, since we don't want to lose any short people.

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[ raises an eyebrow when he is approached, tilting his head a little. ]

Finished?

Sort of, I guess...

[ glances about the area, unsure if he should look more or just leave. ]

[ catches the expression, makes him raise his head to take a look around as well. ]

Take your time.

[ hesitates briefly. it takes him a moment, looking as if he's about to say something, but he's off in another direction before he can give himself the chance to do so. ]

[ watches him go off, following the nathan-shaped figure in the near distance for a few more minutes with his eyes before he withdraws his attention. then decides he should make the most of the moment in an air conditioned building. patience is a virtue, but he would never be able to convince himself that he enjoyed boredom.

rises from the piano seat only to sit down properly. rests his fingers on the keys, almost like he's hesitating. presses into a note, listens to it ring. ]

[ while nathan is too busy playing some game, too entranced in the screen to pay attention to the other kids who want a go. tells them to shush until he gets bored of it, trailing off to more things.

a half an hour later he comes back to albert, very pleased on finding one or two things that catch his interest. blinks when he gets a bit closer, stopping to watch him. ]

[ has started off slowly, the music rusty on his fingers. by the time he starts to draw a small crowd, however, he seems to have regained the quality with which he had played for them years ago.

the song is soft, not too fast, something one would listen to during a lazy day at home with family and/or friends. is in one of those rare moments where he seems oblivious to his surroundings, entirely focused into himself and the melody flowing out. ]

[ doesn't walk any further than that, lingering behind the small crowd. hands slipping into his pockets as he watches with a blank expression on his face. doesn't seem irked or bothered by it, just taking in the rare form of music that seems so familiar, something that was stored away in his memory for the longest of times.

looks down at the ground as it continues, unsure if he's feeling happy or sad at the melody. something wavers inside of him, causing him to shift on the spot but he stays planted there even if he wants to walk away out of habit. ]

[ & the music continues along those lines for a few more minutes until it draws to a quiet close. silence reigns for another handful of seconds afterward as he breathes out leisurely. tilts his head afterward, looking about as surprised as the crowd seems to be at the sudden introduction of music into their midst. when he gets to his feet, he turns around to a small applause, making him blink & then incline his head a little in a makeshift bow.

that done, eyes seek out nathan, gaze first going to the furthest corners of the area before they finally narrow in him standing in the outskirts of the crowd. manages to smooth out the pleased feeling from his expression as he walks around & through the crowd toward him. ]

Is it time?

[ it's as if he's lost in a daze of some sort for a while there, snapping out of it only when albert speaks. blinks away the hazy thoughts. ]

Oh, uh. [ glances at his watch. ] Yeah, I think.

[ brushes aside some of the bangs from nathan's face before withdrawing his hand with a nod. ]

Alright.

[ sort of shakes his head at the touch, but not violently or with any malice in mind, sort of just a lazy motion out of habit. gives him a passing glance, however, before turning to go towards the exit. ]

[ & following again, picking out his ticket from his wallet. gets into the fast pass line when they arrive, satisfied with both the reduced wait time & the detour in general. ]

[ even if he's mirroring albert's actions fluently (handing the ticket to a woman for her to see, taking it back easily so he could have it for the next obstacle they have to get through) he's still a little lost in thought.

he only realizes that he's still walking when he bumps into albert's back, blinking rapidly before stepping away a few paces. tries to cover up his mistake with his usual tactic: ]

Hey, watch it!

[ looks over his shoulder with an amused look, saying nothing but speaking plenty through his amused expression.

turns back around & strides towards the ride when their turn finally arrives, sliding into the seat like one would when getting on a particularly expensive car due to habit. ]

[ rolls his eyes at albert (he's seen that maneuver before; it's still ridiculous to him) and flops down into his own seat with significantly less class and grace. crosses his arms over his chest, glaring at the seats in the front and back of them. they look kind of cool, but... ]

This had better not suck.

[ shifts his gaze forward after his seat belt is on. ]

We'll find out soon enough.

[ crosses his arms over his chest and slumps down into the seat, not looking particularly amused just yet. his own gaze falls upon the people around them on their brief wait, making a face at how they're staring at them. this is why he throws his hands up in the air and gives them this look, as if to say "what are you looking at?" ]

[ doesn't really seem to mind the looks (he's far too used to them, thus immune), smile still rooted in place. leans back in his seat as the ride starts up with a jerk. ]

[ is finally on alert when the ride moves, shifting his attention from the obnoxious onlookers to the ride itself. for the moment all he can tell is that the background music is kind of cool (five points of awesome) and things are kind of shiny and bright (two more points of awesome) within the length of buildup that supposedly leads to something grander. the final room they're lead into is pitch black with little white lights rotating in different directions on the walls and tracks; it's making him somewhat excited... up until he realizes at the last moment that it's a roller coaster. ]

OH SHI-

[ he can't complete those words as the ride is too hell-bent on making nathan scream like a little girl from thereon after, shouting obscenities that could barely be registered from all the music/screaming/whooping around them.

after what seems like hours to nathan the ride comes to a stop; with his hands locked onto the handlebars and his knuckles white, he simply sits there looking frazzled/disheveled, not saying a word nor moving as he's attempting to breathe and not have a heart attack in the process. ]

[ leans back in his seat, a hand rising to his hair to adjust it a little from its disarrayed state. the speed had been appreciated despite being left with a distinct taste of wanting a little more variation in the speed & the twists & turns. but the expression on his face is one not of disappointment but reserved amusement -- better than his initial opinion of the ride as 'boring'.

undoes his seat belt when the ride comes to a complete stop, getting to his feet. looks back at nathan when he realizes there is no accompanying movements from his side, chuckles quietly at the sight. ]

Are you still with us, baby brother?

[ barely hears albert's question, slowly prying his hands from their hold. he stands, wobbles; decides that it's best if he crawls out of the seat and onto the floor next to the other. is on his hands and knees when he finally says: ]

You--[ inhales sharply, exhales in a short puff of air. ]--suck.

[ tilts his head & then offers a hand down towards nathan after a moment of thought (hesitation). ]

[ whaps it away with a hand, still trying to calm himself down. his angry expression slides from his face when he looks up at albert, a mixture between being tired & something else that's not as rough around the edges as he usually gives him coming into view when he speaks: ]

You owe me five churros if I don't throw this one up, got it?

[ smile does not flicker in quality, stubbornly in place even as his eyes close half-way for a moment. but once the moment is over, his expression is back to normal; does not look surprised either, withdrawing his hand without further advancement. ]

Would five be enough?