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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 6:01 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:16 am
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The main problem was...it was longer than a single page. The glowing green insect had indeed ensured Yin's attention, but attention only stretched so far. He worked at the note studiously. "Suffice" tripped him up for a long while, and by the time he got to "neglected" he was antsy, stressed, and in general well aware that he was wasting time. Whatever was happening...it was obvious that it was important, and his nerves had him on edge as he began to get ready.
She had said to wear a sweater, which to him meant...he probably needed whatever he could find. He took the extra time to wrap his chest with now fraying bandages, winding strips of cloth down his lower arms to the top of his hands and down his legs. He did have one sweater, the one that Alexander's mother had knitted what seemed like so long ago, and he pulled that on over his shirt when he was getting dressed.
He did not require food, but...he still had a strip or two of jerky he had been coveting from when Miss Danny had visited. That he lifted up his sweater for and tucked into his waist band, along with three silver seeds. Emergency money and all, though what he could buy with that was...extremely minimal.
He had started toward the door finally when he paused ad after a moments hesitation he went back for the pair of gloves safely stowed away. They fit awkwardly with the sweater as they were meant to go up his arms, but Yin was not too concerned. Thus prepared he set out, confident his minipets would be fine for two days without him needing to bother anyone.
He took off toward the town at a jog, not trying to waste his energy but having no idea what time it was. Hopefully he arrived in time, and when he saw the Nurse he would doubtlessly bow and apologize for taking so long regardless.
Normal clothing plus: 1 sweater 1 pair of gloves 2 strips of jerky 3 silver seeds
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 2:34 pm
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Cricket was indeed waiting, dressed in her normal frayed doctors coat and scarf, but also wearing a pair of leggings and some boots that had likely seen much better days. She seemed patient enough, a bag drawn over one shoulder which seemed to be filled with various strange things.
At most, a first aid kit could be seen inside of it, and Cricket took that out quickly holding it out towards Yin. "I have my healing. I feel this is as best packed a first aid kit one could obtain at your year." she explained calmly.
"We're going to be heading north. Not quite to the point of frost, but it will be cooler than it is here." she almost seemed to fuss over Yin, taking an extra minute to make sure he was dressed warm enough and even pulling out another scarf to wrap around his neck - green, just as hers was. Once she was certain he was well packed, she turned to wait for the train, crossing her arms thoughtfully.
"A few pests," she clearly meant students from this, "got into the greenhouse recently and they ruined some of my plants. I've replaced all but one of them, and now I need to head out to get a new specimen. It's a..long and sort of lonely venture, so company is required for it. As well....... it's a rather rare plant, so I won't be the only one wanting it. Some species eat it, some people could sell it for a rather hefty price. Knowing where it grows wild may...."
Have painted a target on her back. She wanted to make that much clear and she waited for him to acknowledge this.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 2:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 3:17 pm
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She half smiled. "Good." she praised, reaching out and touching her hand against his forehead. They would be waiting there for several minutes before the train pulled up. Cricket made no effort of small talk once she had stated her purpose, instead just carefully climbing up into the car she'd gotten them both seats on and moving carefully to the back of it.
The interior of the train was lackluster. Seats set in groups of four and a baggage rack above them. Cricket took her bag from over her shoulder and carefully set it into the rack, giving it a wary look before she settled in, then motioned to the seat across from her.
"Have a seat." she said with very little flourish of her hand.
There were enough seats for about 24 people in the car, but at that moment only 12 filled it. Four in the set of seats behind Yin, one in the compartment across from them, two in the one diagonal from them, three in the diagonal rear and two in the direct rear. Nobody really stood out, on a quick glance, but Cricket made a point to look to Yin, then glance at the other passengers, as if expecting something.
Interact with the Train [C][ ] [ ] [Y][ ] [ ][ ] [ ][ ] [ ][ ] [ ]
Yin has the opportunity to talk to the other passengers in the car! Otherwise, he should at least make note of their faces and what they are!
Copy the above and bold/highlight/blahwhichisit the passengers that Yin is inquiring too/observing on the train ride for more information.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 3:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 3:58 pm
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The group of four in the group of seats behind Yin looked to be a mixed set - a werewolf ghoul, a young demon ghoul who appeared to be some sort of Sin-Demon - Gluttony, perhaps?, a large and intimidating looking beast of some sort - complete with spikes coming out of his shoulders and elbows and some highly ripped clothing, and a petite water demoness who kept her hand tucked into that of the large monster. From the way they were gossiping, it sounds like they're a group of college level students taking a break before classes start up again.
The individual sitting alone is a rather old looking reaper - with white hair pulled back into a bun, a part of rather outdated glasses, and a purple dress with horrid white polka dots on it - who is attempting to knit around a white cat that is content to lay on everything she's worked on thus far.
The cat - with bright blue eyes - looks up at Yin and meows. "She can't hear you, unfortunately, but she didn't stash anything up there. I'm sure she won't mind if you put your..." the cat looks at the first aid kit, "luggage... up there."
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 4:51 pm
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