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十七 ❀ july 4 event - 75% droned
[ A Taiwan - no, Xiaomei is standing where Japan, no, Kiku usually is, sweeping the front yard and setting up the cafe early in the morning. She is dressed in one of the more conservative costumes that cover more skin. ... She doesn't know how she got pulled into this whole gimmick, her husband put her up to this, okay. Oh, the things she does for love. ]
Good morning! Nice weather this year, isn't it? [ instead of the usual "Hi!" or "Zao an!" ]
[ B Shaved ice. Shaved ice. Was that even a thing? She just wants some right now. On a whim, she takes a trip to the grocery, walking briskly along the aisles for toppings: taro, azuki beans, grass jelly, anything--
She slows down to a stop in aisle 12. ]
Ah... What was I looking for again?
[ Well, she has a can of condensed milk in one hand and some strawberries in the other. Can anyone give her ideas?
Alternatively, you may have bumped into her on her search! ]
[ C After tucking her three darling little angels in bed (and it's definitely not strange, how she is eighteen and he is twenty-five and their children are at least twelve, heavens no!) Xiaomei has a cup of coffee while propped up on her bed, reading a book she's certainly never touched. It's hard to focus on the text when what Shiki said this morning still bothers her. ]
Are they really trying to kill us? ... That's silly. [ She takes a sip of coffee. It's salty. Strange, she thinks she's never done that before...
Feel free to call her, the phone is on the nightstand. ]
(ooc: Just did this, so I'll be retconning some of her characterization slightly! Not that there's much to change... but shh okay this is a thing I am working on starting now.)
Good morning! Nice weather this year, isn't it? [ instead of the usual "Hi!" or "Zao an!" ]
[ B Shaved ice. Shaved ice. Was that even a thing? She just wants some right now. On a whim, she takes a trip to the grocery, walking briskly along the aisles for toppings: taro, azuki beans, grass jelly, anything--
She slows down to a stop in aisle 12. ]
Ah... What was I looking for again?
[ Well, she has a can of condensed milk in one hand and some strawberries in the other. Can anyone give her ideas?
Alternatively, you may have bumped into her on her search! ]
[ C After tucking her three darling little angels in bed (and it's definitely not strange, how she is eighteen and he is twenty-five and their children are at least twelve, heavens no!) Xiaomei has a cup of coffee while propped up on her bed, reading a book she's certainly never touched. It's hard to focus on the text when what Shiki said this morning still bothers her. ]
Are they really trying to kill us? ... That's silly. [ She takes a sip of coffee. It's salty. Strange, she thinks she's never done that before...
Feel free to call her, the phone is on the nightstand. ]
(ooc: Just did this, so I'll be retconning some of her characterization slightly! Not that there's much to change... but shh okay this is a thing I am working on starting now.)