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𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 ⬑ πŒπ€π—πˆπŒπŽπ…π… ([personal profile] carmesi) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2022-04-14 11:21 am

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Who: Himeka, Nero, Wanda.
What: They're living together, and it's a bit of a disaster getting used to each other. Nero may have tiny ears? We're on the case.
Where: Gardsbruk Farm, Solvunn.
When: After Summoning arrival and throughout April.
Warnings: TBA if necessary.
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[personal profile] ofthesword 2022-05-03 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
I sure wouldn't have picked this dump.

[Mouth-to-brain highway continues to be absolutely free of traffic. Look, no offense. He's made it clear he's not a farm guy, though. He slides off the edge of the bed, landing on his feet beside her. Yeah. Boring doesn't really cover it so far.

But it's where he is. Like she said -- can't pick the place that summoned him. And there's not a chance Kyrie would've looked at these people and booked it as fast as she could.

Company's not the worst. So far.

Even if her forthright explanations of things tend to leave more questions in his head than answers. He waits for the punchline.

Astral... projecting.

He raises up his hands in surrender before he can voice a what the hell are you talking about?]
Okay, okay. One of those believe-em-when-I-see-em kind of things. Yeah, sure. I'd love to see your mind palace. [A beat.] No way it's just some tree, right? Kind of stodgy. You gotta spice it up!
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[personal profile] ofthesword 2022-05-08 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait, so it really is a tree? That's... okay, maybe it's a really nice tree. Like. Apples. Everyone likes apples, right? Better focus on the tree, anyway. Some people don't have the greatest childhood home memories.]

Make 'em? I'm guessing you don't mean sewing them up.

[She doesn't really radiate seamtress energy. He looks back up at the bed.] So you can make mattresses and clothes, huh? That's quite the skillset.

[He doesn't ask for them, though. Maybe later. He's got clothes on his back, a place to sleep -- he's pretty sure Himeka's gonna cook dinner later. Not much else to ask for, when it comes down to it. Not for a night.

He crosses his arms, looking back to her.]


Yeah, we'll see what happens. For now, the place ain't bad. Neither's the company. So... thanks. To both of you.

[For the offer. For the bed, too. For the place. It's... it's a lot. Not many people out here throwing so much out at random dudes who crawled out a well. Part of him doesn't want to trust it, and all the rest does. It's tiring being so damn paranoid all the time.]