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Who: Okita Souji, his Pricklemane and you!
What: Fighting is all well and good, but what he'd really like to teach Toshi is how to fetch.
Where: Traverse Town, in the First District
When: Just after lunchtime
Warnings: Duck! Flying sticks! (PG.)

"Toooooooshi! Ready, Toshi? Go get it!"

The twig arced out in a beautiful flat spin, bounced off a wall, and skidded into the alleyway. Spines quivering, the Pricklemane raced after it. Souji bounced on his toes, beaming.

There was a clatter from the alley, and a growl, before the Spirit came trotting back out with a board from a broken crate, five times the size of the stick, clenched proudly in its jaws. Souji sighed.

"That's not it," he scolded, darting out to take the board away. "It has nails in it, Toshi! You'll hurt your mouth! Bring back the same thing I throw. Let's put this back...."

The Pricklemane sank its teeth deeper into the wood and tugged, and Souji gave it up for the moment to hurry past Toshi and pick up the abandoned stick.

"Here," he offered, waving it over the Pricklemane's head. "This is what you want! Now, one more time..." He reared back, readying the throw, and Toshi dropped the board with a clatter to paw the cobbles. "Fetch!"

The Pricklemane charged into the plaza, picking up speed heedless of anything -- or anyone -- in its path.

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Ziva was walking through the First District when she heard something clatter on the ground nearby. Gibbs immediately went towards the sound, landing near a stick that was lying near the center of the plaza. The eaglider tilted his head for a moment, before looking at her and Abby as they walked over.

"I did not throw it..." She said to her confused spirit, before she heard the sound of a running spirit and looked up to see a pricklemane coming straight towards them. "But I think he knows who did." She stepped out of the way of the other spirit as he kept going towards the stick, Abby behind her and Gibbs taking flight again.

"A game of fetch, maybe?"

"Hello!" Souji called, waving to them from the other side of the plaza. Toshi sniffed the stick, circled thoughtfully around it, and began trying with great energy to pry up the cobblestone next to it.

With a groan, Souji broke into a jog. "No, not that, Toshi, you're supposed to fetch me the stick-- Excuse me, miss! Can you tell him to stop?"

Ziva nodded at Gibbs, and watched as the Eaglider landed near Toshi and pressed one of his talons into the cobblestone. No, not this. he tilted his head as he looked at the smaller spirit in confusion. The stick there. Ziva just hoped he didn't scare the other spirit... too much.

"Thank you, Gibbs." She said with a smile before turning towards the man jogging towards her. Abby went to move between them, but Ziva shook her head and she stopped. "Do not worry about him."

Toshi hopped back from the cobblestone, prickles lancing out in surprise before he settled into a grumble. That's bigger! He threw away the stick. Why does he want it back?

Approaching, Souji's eyes widened at the sight of the little Pricklemane listening to the larger Spirit. Perhaps that was the trick, then. They could speak to each other....

"My, but yours are well trained!" he said, clasping his hands unthreateningly behind his back as he came to a stop. After all, he wouldn't want to startle either of her Spirits. They seemed protective. "I should ask for tips, shouldn't I? Toshi and I get along, but he has a mind of his own."

Gibbs wasn't threatened by the Pricklemane's reaction. It is a game. They throw it, you take it back to them... He glanced at his person for a second. A game for them at least. Ziva chuckled before she shrugged.

"I have had them for a while, they are used to listening to me... as much as any other spirit." She watched as Abby wandered off, chasing after...something... She didn't know what. "Although, they have their own ideas sometimes."

Toshi pawed at the cobblestone again. I'll teach him this game, he decided, and flattened himself to the ground to grab the corner of the stone in his teeth and wrench it free.

"Perhaps they all do," Souji sighed, and crouched to pick up the prickly little creature, tutting at him. "Don't ruin the street, Toshi... Have you been here long, then? I'm still new myself."

Ziva chuckled at the Pricklemane. "It takes some time, believe me." She didn't mention Bert, her giant Meowjesty with a mind of it's own at that point... They were still working on training him not to run over people when charging through the streets.

"I have been here...quite some time." She said, scratching at her ponytail for a moment. She'd lost track of time between the strange days and nights each world provided. "I have lost track at this point. But at least six...maybe eight months."

"Six months!" Souji said, and Toshi grumbled as his grip tightened slightly around the Pricklemane's side. "And it hasn't even been a week for me. I wonder if I'll be stuck for so long...."

Ziva shrugged. As far as she knew, there were people who had been there a bit longer than her, but not many. She'd been there for a while.

"It seems to depend. I know of some people who were here, but are now gone. And I went home for a year before dreaming of this place again."

He shook his head, smiling at the woman. "It's hard to remember sometimes that this is all a dream. It feels very real! But forgive me, I've been talking away and I haven't even introduced myself! I'm Soujirou, and this is Toshi."

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