[ WEEK ONE ]

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WEEK ONE

CURRENT POPULATION: 40 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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[robitussin]

[Luckily enough, Xion is small enough that when she slams into Natalie, the force isn't enough to make her fall over. She does look annoyed for a moment, though...]

Jesus, watch where you're—

[Until she realizes who it is, and notices she looks like she's about to cry, which is something she very much Doesn't Know How to Handle.]

Oh, shit, I didn't - please don't cry, oh my god.

[Nailed it.]

[ceded]

[ Xion just-- stares at her, blankly, and slowly starts to frown. Her eyes remain a little wet, but she doesn't cry. ]

I'm not going to cry.

[ Said quietly. More petulantly: ]

I'm fine. I--

[ And then, in a final mood change, she suddenly seems to realize she should be apologetic, and abruptly is. ]

S-Sorry I ran into you like that.

[robitussin]

No, seriously, it's cool.

[She waves a hand dismissively.]

That bad, huh?

[She gestures to the paper in Xion's hands.]

[ceded]

[ Xion frowns hard for a few moments, thinking. Then she'll hold out her poster for Natalie to see. ]

Here. You can see for yourself.

[robitussin]

[She pauses as Xion holds it out to her. She wouldn't want to intrude on something that she would prefer remain private, even if she's offering it up to her.]

You sure, kid?

[ceded]

[ She nods. ]

It's okay. Everyone else probably already saw it, anyway.

[robitussin]

[She takes it, then, reading it over with a small frown. The first thing she notices:]

...Huh. You look younger than fourteen.

[Not that it isn't completely fucked up that they brought someone her age here.]

[ceded]

[ Xion stiffens, looking some mix between surprised and indignant. ]

I-I do? What's that supposed to mean?

[robitussin]

Uh, what I just said. There's no hidden meaning to it.

[Embrace the babyface.]

[ceded]

[ frrrrooooowwwwwnnnnnsssss. ]

.... you know, I should be turning fifteen, soon.

[ That helps, right?! ]

[robitussin]

That doesn't change how old you look. Sorry, kid. Someone's gotta impart those harsh truths.

[She is definitely not sorry, and it is definitely not that noble.]

[ceded]

[ GROOOOOOAN. She actually groans. ]

I don't get why age matters! I had to do everything just like.... um... like everyone else did, back home. [ Ah. She started out strong and then veered hard into vagueness... ]

[robitussin]

I'm not saying it matters. I'm just saying that you look younger than you are.

[She's not saying it, she's definitely thinking it. She's also filing that strange answer away for later.]