[ WEEK SIX ]

[sheriffexe]

WEEK SIX

CURRENT POPULATION: 14 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! After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts. 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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[thatsthespirit]

Monday

[Milla is in the post office today! she is tucking something extremely colorful into every person's mailbox, even those who are dead. she also still looks like her body might fall apart any second now, but you know, this is important!]

[there's a chicken from the homestead following her around as she works. its name is Felix. please be nice]

[to anyone who comes into the post office to check their mailboxes she'll give a slight nod in greeting, but she won't say anything out loud]

[elemancy]

[noct's going into the post office for entirely unrelated reasons, but before he can even check his mailbox—well, it's hard to miss milla doing this.

but more importantly than what she's doing (and he'll discover that in a bit), comes something a little more...

well, pressing, to him.]

....Never a moment's rest with you, huh? [milla, can you please take it a little easier for one day in your life?]

[thatsthespirit]

[someone sit this woman down and let her rest]

[she pulls up a smile for Noctis. fortunately, it doesn't look nearly as exhausted as her body does]

Not when there are still things I must accomplish. I know Yuna would have liked for me to pass these out to everyone.

[Felix the chicken pecks the ground idly at her feet]

[elemancy]

Think you can make some time to just... give yourself a break afterwards?

[it's not like he'd try to stop her from what it is she wants to do, especially if it's for yuna's sake. he gets that—though he doesn't yet question what she's putting in the mailboxes or what's in his own.

...though he is looking down at felix a bit curiously. but you know what? he can't even find it all that weird that this point.]

[thatsthespirit]

[Felix the chicken looks back up at him, clucks a few times, and then goes back to pecking the ground. picture this thing]

You worry too much. I'll take a break later, I promise.

[even she can realize she's pushing herself to the brink of her limits. fortunately (?)]

[also, she sorts through the colorful somethings and hands one to Noctis]

Here. There isn't any point in putting it in your mailbox while you're standing right in front of me.

[impulsiveness]

[He was going to take a look around the Post Office for other reasons, but. He stops upon noticing Milla, his expression turning into one of concern as he spots her tucking all those colorful somethings into everyone's mailboxes.

... He can kind of hazard a guess, so.

Approaching her, he clears his throat. He's not quite in the mood to write anything down, but he'll gesture at her as if to say: Need some help?]

[thatsthespirit]

[the gestures and the look of concern are enough for her to understand what he means, and she splits the pile of colorful somethings in two, handing him the second half]

Of course. Thank you. Yuna wrote everyone's names on the back, so they should be easy to sort through.

[impulsiveness]

[Thank you for understanding this terrible game of charades, Milla. He takes the bookmarks, looking down at them and feeling a lump form in his throat. Of course Yuna would do this. Of course she's take the time to make one of these for everyone, including the ones who are already dead.

Sighing audibly, though, he gives Milla nod. He's got this, don't worry. Assuming she doesn't want to say anything else, he'll get to placing those in the correct places.]

[thatsthespirit]

[Yuna is too good for this place!!]

[Milla nods in return and continues sorting bookmarks herself. after a few moments of working in silence, however, she speaks up again]

Are you faring okay, Jason?

[it had been a long week, after all. for everyone. she wants to check in]

[sating]

[ When Hannibal enters the post office, there's a moment where he simply watches as Milla dutifully carries out the task of giving everyone their mail. He'll greet Milla if she looks at him, but otherwise, he'll observe for a few moments in quiet, contemplative silence. But eventually, he'll approach, and he gives her a small smile. ]

I would recommend that you rest, but I also imagine that my advice may not be taken, all things considered.

[ He nods to the bookmarks she has left to put in the boxes ]

So instead, may I offer my help?

[thatsthespirit]

[she can't help but chuckle, although the laughter stings deep in her ribs. when will she learn? ah, well]

[either way, she splits the pile of colorful somethings in two and gives Hannibal half]

There will be plenty of time to rest this evening, when I'm finished. Nevertheless, thank you for your assistance.

[sating]

Careful.

[ As she laughs, he warns her gently, though there's a teasing note to his voice rather than anything serious. He takes the items from her and before he starts to sort them he gives them a look. Not in any individual capacity, but only to see exactly what they are. When he realizes it, he smiles a bit more, then dutifully starts to sort them. ]

Then I'll only hope that you rest sooner. You've had a rough time, Milla.

[thatsthespirit]

[Yuna was a good bean]

Haven't we all?

[there's a bit of ruefulness in her voice as she recalls how quickly their numbers in this town have dwindled]

It seems like only yesterday we arrived here by train. How quickly time flies. . .

[when you're, uh. "having fun"]

[insincerely]

[Also here for unrelated reasons, but you know. Just poking things with his walking stick as he attempts to find his way around.

... He might accidentally be poking the chicken, so uh. Sorry.]

[thatsthespirit]

[the chicken practically SQUAWKS indignantly and immediately leaps at Shinnosuke's torso, clucking madly and spreading feathers all over the place in the process. SORRY, FRIEND]

Felix!

[Milla's voice rises above the commotion]

What are you doing? Stop that!

[insincerely]

What the hell—!?

[WHY IS THERE A CHICKEN ATTACKING HIM

Instinctively, he tries to bat the chicken away, because????????]

[thatsthespirit]

[HE SUCCESSFULLY WHACKS THE CHICKEN??? THAT'S RUDE! it flies to the side, and Milla manages to catch it just in time]

Shinnosuke! Be careful with how you swing that stick!

what if we just had even more threads

[ceded]

[ Xion does not catch Milla at the post office.

But having visited Milla and Yuna's room, knowing no one else who would do something like this, when she finds something in her mailbox, she goes to find Milla.

And when she does, the first thing she'll say is: ]

Are you okay?

I AM 100% FOR THIS PLAN

[thatsthespirit]

[Xion will find Milla resting in her room! THANK GOODNESS. seems like she's finally taking the hints other people and her own body are giving her]

[she sits up on her bed, an open book in her lap, and blinks at her friend in surprise]

Xion? Of course I am. . . why do you ask?

HELLA

[ceded]

[ Xion ends up hovering in the doorway, not sure she has permission to come in. She looks concerned and a little guilty--

and then holds up the bookmark with an apologetic shrug. ]

... you handed these out for Yuna, didn't you?

[thatsthespirit]

[ah. that's what this is about. if Xion pays attention to the book, she'll be able to find Milla's own colorful Yuna bookmark tucked between the pages]

I did. [also she gestures for Xion to enter, of course she has permission to come inside]

I know it's what Yuna would have wanted me to do.

[robitussin]

...Do you ever think about taking a break?

[She says this before she sees exactly what Milla is putting in the mailboxes, and after that, the chicken catches her attention.]

And, uh, do I want to ask about the bird?

[thatsthespirit]

[breaks? what are breaks??? Milla chuckles lightly, and shakes her head]

I'll take a break when I have time for one.

[which she feels like is NEVER, but. this dumb human body keeps yelling at her to slow down, and she knows she'll have to listen eventually]

Felix helped me pick this chicken out as a pet. I named it after him because of that.

[Felix the chicken is currently pecking the ground idly PLEASE IMAGINE HEIHEI HERE]

[robitussin]

Last time I checked, the world isn't going to end if you take a nap.

[But that's all she says about it. Milla is like an unmovable boulder, she thinks, there's no way to convince her otherwise when she has her heart set on something.

Anyways, more importantly—]

...You named your chicken after someone who assaulted and impaled someone with a shovel?

[thatsthespirit]

[there's a long pause, and then]







Yes. I did.

[Milla why]