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8 yrs ago
Current I'm updating my status because there was a typo in the last one.
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8 yrs ago
I'm honestly sick of updating this. This will probably be ny status for the next four months.
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8 yrs ago
So apparently I have an ear infection as well as some other kind of nasty virus. Fantastic.
8 yrs ago
Okay.. maybe I panic a little when nobody's posted for 10 hours. I have no life outside the internet.
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8 yrs ago
I don't know how much caffeine I've just injested and I'm pretty sure it was all a mistake.

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@Lady Amalthea If it weren't for the age limit, I'd totally sign up. Being 13, I find I don't play adults very well.
Ciel



Location: Building F



Ciel nodded, walking into the house. He was starting to wonder why Meg had brought him along, seeing as she and Tatiana were likely going to be talking about the wedding, of which Ciel was no part of the planning process. That said, he was glad to be out of the cold for a bit. Any longer and he might just be spending Jack and Tati's special day in the infirmary. He took a seat on the floor in the living room, Ryan's coat still draped over him, accentuating just how small he actually was.

He finished Neisha's ginger concoction, stifling a few coughs and reassuring himself that he'd been doing okay for the past couple of days. They were running low on his medications, and any time he was in the infirmary he was taking time away from more important cases. He couldn't afford to be careless right now. He set the empty cup down, pulling Ryan's coat closer around himself and silently listening to Tatiana and Meg talk. As he imagined, they were planning the wedding. Ciel had never actually been to a wedding before, and he was more than happy that Jack had found someone. Ciel didn't really know Tatiana, but she seemed nice. He could definitely see why Jack liked her.

After a moment of quiet, Ciel slowly started to realize exactly how little sleep he'd been getting recently. The next thing he knew, he could barely keep his head up, but he did his best... falling asleep during the day was a bit childish, really. Besides, all he had to do was get through the wedding, which from his understanding would just be a whole lot of sitting down and applause and congratulations. Not exactly an exhausting procedure, though it would be a long one. He let his head fall forward a bit, but stayed sitting upright, watching Tatiana and Meg out of the corners of his eyes.
You're like a month early, you know that...
Knowing how this plays out, we may have more room coming later.

Anyone see Game of Thrones? Red Wedding anyone?


Oh no

@Oliver Peaches is Beni's dog >.> LOL


Haha, I was totally convinced it was Ryan for some reason.
This should be fun...
Just one question, though: Who's Peaches? I didn't see them on the NPC list or anyone's characters...
Ciel



Location: Building D -> Building F



Ciel waved silently as Meg opened the door. "I hope I didn't wake you up or anything..." He faltered, looking up over her shoulder instead of directly at her. Even though he had Ryan's huge coat thrown over his shoulders, he was shivering. He seemed to calm down slightly when Meghna didn't comment on the coat which obviously did not belong to Ciel. She announced that she'd be going over to settle some things with Jack and Tatiana, and seemed to want him to come along. Though Ciel doubted he had anything to do with this wedding that was supposedly happening today, he wasn't about to turn down an opportunity to see Jack. Jack was like a father to him, more so than his actual father had been.

Just then, Neisha ran up and thrust her usual cup of ginger solution at him. He was very much caught by surprise, narrowly avoiding dropping the cup. "Yikes! ... Oh, sorry. Thank you." He coughed out, forcing a smile. Neisha was gone just as soon as she'd come. Probably had a lot of work to do in the infirmary, no doubt.

Ciel followed Meghna, walking a bit stiffly and glancing around, seemingly unable to look at anything for more than a split second. He swallowed down some of Neisha's concoction, grimacing at the strange taste. However, he knew it was better to just accept it. No gain in being stubborn and costing Newnan even more valuable medical resources.

They passed by some of Newnan's other younger residents. Ciel never interacted with them, as a general rule. There were several reasons for this. One, he felt on some level that he was superior to them, as he had a job and all. Two, he had never in his whole life had a chance to interact with anyone his own age, and was fairly certain that he'd do something wrong. And Three, he had no time for idle games and no particular longing to participate in them. He barely looked at them as he walked by, following Meg closely.

He had taken quite the grand tour of Newnan by this point, and was suddenly quite thankful that Neisha had caught up with him. Even with the drink, he was still rather out of breath by the time they showed up at Jack and Tatiana's place. Still not quite sure what he'd been brought along for, he stepped back to let Meg do the talking.
Ciel



Location: Lagrange Street -> Building D



Ciel froze up as Ryan threw his coat over his bony shoulders. He stuttered incoherently for a few seconds, at a complete loss for words as he struggled to remember how one could politely refuse an offer. "D-don't you need this?" He stammered out, only to find that Ryan was long since out of earshot. He had nothing to do but reluctantly accept the act of kindness. Or possibly pity. Just thinking about what could have motivated Ryan to do this made Ciel nauseous.

He quietly continued down the street, trying not to think about when exactly he was supposed to return Ryan's coat, or worry about all the things that could happen to it. If he lost it, Ryan was the last person he'd want to have a reason to fear.

By the time he reached the Kumars' residence, Ciel was completely flustered and barely remembered why he'd come. He hesitantly reached up and knocked on the door, once again extremely worried that Meg wouldn't be awake and would be annoyed that he'd showed up. Even though nothing bad had happened yet, Ciel was already deeply regretting leaving the house. At this rate, he felt like the whole settlement would be pissed at him within the hour. That said, skipping work would only make things worse, so he stayed on Meg's doorstep and prayed to no one in particular that she'd have something for him to do.
Ciel



Location: General Housing 3C -> Lagrange Street, heading North



Ciel wasn't in the habit of sleeping late. Actually, to be perfectly frank, he didn't sleep much at all these days. He'd been up for a few hours now, pacing around the room he'd been assigned. As usual, he wasn't exactly dressed for the weather: dark blue golf shirt and grey jeans, with only an unzipped black windbreaker to keep out the late Winter chill. His platinum blonde hair was a bit of a mess and clearly hadn't been cut properly in a while. His parents would have had an aneurysm just looking at what had become of their son, but nowadays nobody really cared about such things.

Despite his unusual sleep patterns, Ciel felt a lot better than he had in a long time. Looking at his reflection on the window glass, he noted that he looked a lot less like a corpse than he had last summer. That said, he didn't seem to have grown much, or at least not as much as he'd have liked to. This was a bit disappointing, seeing as he was now 12 years old and only 6 years away from being a legal adult. Not that it meant much these days.

Like he'd hoped, he'd gotten a job a few months ago soon after he left the infirmary. Thinking he should probably check in with the Domestic lead to see what he had to do with these next 16 hours or so, he left the building, careful to close the door as soundlessly as possible even though he was fairly certain that Jim and Guy had already left. It was just a habit at this point.

He walked briskly up Lagrange street, his hands deep in his pockets as they were already starting to turn numb from cold. February was not Ciel's favorite month. It was late enough in Winter that he was already sick of the season, but still a long way off from Spring. He quickened his pace, hoping that Meghna would be awake by the time he showed up. He really didn't want to get on her nerves, lest he be laid off the only job he'd ever had in his whole life. He had some respect for Meg, but at the same time he found her endless sympathy a little patronizing. Now that he was out of the infirmary, that had dulled somewhat, but some degree of tension remained.

He passed by Richard along the way. Ciel waved shyly, but said nothing. He always thought it best to stay out of Richard's way. A lot had happened last year, and Richard was still reeling from it, it seemed. Ciel was no counselor, and really had nothing to say to him. He continued down the long street towards the north end of their little settlement, slowing down a bit so as not to be a wheezing wreck by the time he arrived at Meg's place. They'd been running low on the medication they needed to keep his asthma under control, so he'd been doing his best to keep medical emergencies to a minimum. It was all he could do to not be a major pain in the ass around here.
@Lady Amalthea So how are we starting off? I assume Ciel and Ray are long since out of the infirmary, but where are we staying for now? Where would we be at the start of the day, and what do we have to get done?
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