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sheriff swanson ([personal profile] sheriffexe) wrote in [community profile] robowest2017-02-20 12:00 pm
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WEEK SIX

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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.



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[personal profile] thatsthespirit 2017-02-23 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.
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[personal profile] ceded 2017-02-23 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, with that, Xion will make her way inside and sit on the edge of Milla's bed, watching her. ]

I think so, too. But that's why I asked if you were okay.

[ since ... it might have been a little sad to do. ]
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[personal profile] thatsthespirit 2017-02-23 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[. . . aw, Xion]

[she hesitates, before she bows her head and lifts a hand to place it over her heart]


I am moving forward. I suppose that's all I can really say at the moment. [a deep breath, slow and steady so as not to agitate her broken ribs] . . . I am not used to this feeling of-- heartbreak, I suppose.