[ WEEK THREE ]

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WEEK THREE

CURRENT POPULATION: 35 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. This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.

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H-Hey!

[ Her hands flail a little until she can crab the towel, and she sheepishly lifts up the edge to peep out from under it. With a somewhat guilty smile she says, ]

Um, hi, Natalie. I'm--! .... um, figuring it out?

[ help her. making a cake is way harder than she thought it would be. ]

[robitussin]

[She glances around the room at every bit of egg there is to be seen, before looking back towards Xion.]

You sure about that?

[But she grabs another dishrag and steps forward to help her clean up.]

What were you even trying to make?

[ceded]

Kind of? [ She laughs a little, pulling the towel off her head so she can clean her hands and start to clean the counter as well. ]

A cake. It didn't seem that hard, but... I guess I kind of underestimated it.

[robitussin]

Did you even have a recipe for the cake, or were you just kind of winging it?

[She says, bending slightly to rub some egg off a low shelf.]

[ceded]

I have a recipe! [ Somewhat indignant. She came prepared, you know!!

She goes to fetch the recipe book she was using, which was on a different counter. So it's free of any egg destruction, at least. She sets her towel down as a bed for the book, in case there was any slimy egg still left on the counter. ]

See? It's all right here. ... though, I guess when I say it like that, I really shouldn't have messed it up so bad, huh. [ Makes a face, slightly put out. ]