✘ appointments

[imatreenow]

For those moments when we're in between posts and need to thread something out.

Please note the date and the type of post - action, written, or voice.

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[memoryboxes]

A jacket...? [She trails off, watching him go. And just... stares at said jacket.] Oh!! Something to keep warm. How could I forget something like that? I'll get mine as well.

[She has a long one that fits over her kimono, an old piece similar to the ones from home (though she'd never known it to be exclusive). She smiles and quickly wraps their pre-cooked meal, letting it hang off her arm.

She's a liiiittle excited, and it bleeds into her voice.]

Do you know the way to the... Those things! What takes us to the beach.

[imatreenow]

[He'll wait patiently as she finishes getting ready, liking the motherly little gestures and the standard Sayo enthusiasm. It's the little things he has to try to cling to in the face of all the big gaps in his life.]

The teleporter. [He nods.] I remember how to get there.

[memoryboxes]

Alright! Lead the way, then, Mithos.

[she's a little excited. just a little.]

What sorta of things live at the beach? Does it look like a lake? A river?

[imatreenow]

[And now we're heading out the door and down the hall.] The ocean is like a big lake, but it moves a little bit like a river does.

I'm not sure what creatures live there... Maybe some crabs, or birds.

[memoryboxes]

Sounds peaceful...

[It's so quiet right now; she enjoys the hustle and bustle, but sometimes, it's nice when it's just the sounds of nature, of more distant humming and liveliness.]

Crabs? What are those like?

[:|a they feel familiar]

[imatreenow]

[Once outside, his eyes can't help but dart around warily, but he tries to focus on her.]

They... [Hm, uh...] have a lot of legs, and flat shells, and they're low to the ground. They can be cooked, too.