howareyanow: (grimace)
Wayne was never really one fer too much dilly-dallying.

(Well, with perhaps some exceptions for certain conversations he should be having before leaving, but he was clearly saving the harder stuff for later.)

And now that he was graduated, it just made the most sense to head on back home with Katy at the end of the day. He supposed he could have put it off a couple more days, get in one more Monday Morning Breakfast, take his time with the whole thing, but that was the thing about farming. A week's delay could make a world of a difference, and getting back now would be prime time to get everything prepped for planting. If he waited a week, there was a good chance he could have missed a good window for it, and, well, you miss a window like that, it would throw your whole year off, realleh. So he figgured the sooner he got back to chorin', back to the farm, the better.

He didn't really have too much to pack up, either, so he knew that wouldn't take too long...

Wayne was never really one fer too much dilly-dallying. But if packin' 'er up and making sure he didn't accidentally leave something behind took him a little longer than in ought to, then, wel....

[[ and this, alas, shall be my final Wayne post, as I'll be sending him off back to the farm and into the sunset, door and post are very much open, though likely with some SP ]]
howareyanow: (determined)
Even though there wasn't any chorin' to be done around Fandom, Wayne still typically got up fairly early, out of habit. Nothing to make a fuss over, just get up, check his hockeyfights.com, mebbe go have a smoke before digging up some breakfast, just like any other morning. This morning, however, was just a little bit different. Because this morning, when Wayne woke up, there was someone else in his bed.

Well, on his bed. Close enough. Either way, it wasn't every morning that you woke up with a weird magical cat-thing just sitting there, watching you and waiting for you to finally get out of your slumber.

"....how are ya now?" he asked Kyubey, with a nod, after a moment of just blinking to make sure that he wasn't imagining things and then sitting up in the bed.

"Good!" Kyubey answered back brightly. "And you?"

"Oh, not so bad," Wayne answered back, dedicatedly, and then paused, frowning, "'Cept for the weird magical cat-thing just sitting there, watchin' me sleep, of course."

Kyubey, naturally, didn't seem fazed at all. "I've been looking for you, Wayne."

"Oh, ya have, have ya?"

"Yes, because, you see, Wayne, you are the Chosen One. I've been sent here to send you on your way down the path to your Ultimate Destiny!"

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yes! Of course it is. Haven't you ever wondered about the mysterious birthmark you have right there, at the back of your neck, right underneath your collar?"

Wayne twisted a little, pulling at his shirt to confirm that, yup, yup, that was definitely a mysterious birthmark alright. He then turned back to Kyubey and considered him for a moment, and said, "Well. Pitter-patter. What's this destiny?"

"That," said Kyubey, "is for you to discover all on your own! I am just here to point you in the right direction, Chosen One! First, you must find the Sacred Amulet, and then that will lead you on your next step to fulfiling your Ultimate Destiny."

"So's....I gotta just go find this Amulet?"

"Yes."

"An' that'll lead me the ways I gotta go for the Ultimate Destiny thing?"

"Yes!" said Kyubey, prancing a little in place, out of either frustration or excitement, it was almost a little hard to tell.

"...you think there'll be much fightin'?" he asked, quirking a suspicious brow at Kyubey. "On this Path to my Ultimate Destiny thing?"

"Oh, most assuredly."

Wayne nodded, pulled back the rest of his blankets, turned his legs to the side of the bed and sat up, reaching into his front pocket (yes, it should be noted, he was already fully dressed), and pulled out a dart. "Then....pitter-patter," he said, placing the dart between his lips, "let's get at 'er."


[[ who doesn't love a good ol' fashioned Farmboy of Destiny? Many thanks to [personal profile] abbreviateme for being my stand-in Harbinger of Destiny! Door closed, but the post is open! ]]

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