It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss.
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monday afternoon - hotel sitting room; [Sei is in dire need of a distraction. She doesn't want to be anywhere near the bonfire. She knows her limits, and she knows she won't be able to handle watching Tiara burn.
(Her knuckles won't survive another attempt at punching the sheriff, either.)
She's on the ground, with a variety of plaid shirts spread out in front of her. She knows she can leave a note at the tailor's to have something made, but - honestly, she'd rather do it herself, if she can. So for the moment she's spreading out the shirts and examining them, mapping out the shapes they'd make when she removes the seams and trying to figure out how to reattach them into rectangle shapes.
She's going to make the world's ugliest plaid haori if someone doesn't stop her.]
tuesday morning - homestead; [Old habits die hard.
The animals on the farm aren't her responsibility, but she tended to cows and chickens at the Shinsengumi headquarters, so she finds herself coming back here now. There isn't a lot for her to do, since they seem well-groomed and well-fed, but she lingers by the chickens and their feed.
...she's talking to them.]
It's not like I want him to be here, but it would be nice if he - [One of the chickens clucks, interrupting her, and she puffs her cheeks out at it.] Hey! That's not very polite, you know.
[Not only is she talking to them, she's lecturing them. She has reached new lows.]
wednesday afternoon - watering hole; [She has to admit - the rope hanging from the tree makes it a lot easier to climb up. She's not up on a tree branch "shedding other people's tears" for once, though; instead, she's leaning against the trunk of the tree, scribbling in the blank pages of her rulebook. She's quite intent on what she's doing. In fact, someone could probably stare up at her for several minutes before she realizes she's not alone and looks up with a start.]
Oh - sorry, have I been ignoring you..?! That was rude of me!
[She hurriedly snaps the book shut and clasps it to her chest, slides off the side of the branch to land on the ground in a crouch. Incoming!]
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[Sei is in dire need of a distraction. She doesn't want to be anywhere near the bonfire. She knows her limits, and she knows she won't be able to handle watching Tiara burn.
(Her knuckles won't survive another attempt at punching the sheriff, either.)
She's on the ground, with a variety of plaid shirts spread out in front of her. She knows she can leave a note at the tailor's to have something made, but - honestly, she'd rather do it herself, if she can. So for the moment she's spreading out the shirts and examining them, mapping out the shapes they'd make when she removes the seams and trying to figure out how to reattach them into rectangle shapes.
She's going to make the world's ugliest plaid haori if someone doesn't stop her.]
tuesday morning - homestead;
[Old habits die hard.
The animals on the farm aren't her responsibility, but she tended to cows and chickens at the Shinsengumi headquarters, so she finds herself coming back here now. There isn't a lot for her to do, since they seem well-groomed and well-fed, but she lingers by the chickens and their feed.
...she's talking to them.]
It's not like I want him to be here, but it would be nice if he - [One of the chickens clucks, interrupting her, and she puffs her cheeks out at it.] Hey! That's not very polite, you know.
[Not only is she talking to them, she's lecturing them. She has reached new lows.]
wednesday afternoon - watering hole;
[She has to admit - the rope hanging from the tree makes it a lot easier to climb up. She's not up on a tree branch "shedding other people's tears" for once, though; instead, she's leaning against the trunk of the tree, scribbling in the blank pages of her rulebook. She's quite intent on what she's doing. In fact, someone could probably stare up at her for several minutes before she realizes she's not alone and looks up with a start.]
Oh - sorry, have I been ignoring you..?! That was rude of me!
[She hurriedly snaps the book shut and clasps it to her chest, slides off the side of the branch to land on the ground in a crouch. Incoming!]
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tuesday;
Aka Shinnosuke will silently watch for a few moments, before commenting:]
Confiding in chickens could be considered a sign of insanity, you know.
monday afternoon;
Now this is an interesting setup.
[Nods at all the tacky fabric cuz it sure is.]