[Yeah, Dist is still rather bitter about the whole droning thing and his talk with Nina. He hasn't even had the energy to update his letter, which he knows sorely needs doing, and his efforts to repair the Kaiser's gun constantly end in frustration. Sol, his cheagle, to his credit, does his best to comfort his master, but in a house full of drones
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An older teenager (around 17 years old) dressed up in 1950s typical outdoor wear (details what's that) is contemplating whether to disturb the man from his work. She's wearing a red hairband, with both sides of her light-to-dark-brown-hair done in makeshift black ribbons, and a really long braid of hair going down past her knees. A reference can be seen here.]
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She glances up to see the whitish-pink-haired (hope I got it right D: it does seem pinkish at least) man looking at her. Her smile breaks, and she stands up again, arms to her chest.]
I'm sorry...was I disturbing you?
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Not really. What do you want?
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Ah..I'm new here, and I'm looking for some people..
[As she says this, she digs into her pockets. She produces a folded paper and opens it.] I'm Aurica, and this is who I'm looking for:
[The girl opens up the paper and bends down, holding it out to the man, so she doesn't mess up the garden. Though the names are spelled correctly the handwriting is a little childish, but legible enough:
Lyner Barsett
Claire Branch
Radolf Schnaizen
Krusche Elendia
Jack Hamilton
Misha Arsellec Lune
Shurelia
Each name is accompanied by a crude but colorful picture drawn in crayon of each person, in any manner of heads or miniature bodies.]
Have you happened to see or hear of any of them..?
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Are these people you knew at home?
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If you haven't found them yet, you're not going to. Probably. Or, if you do, there's a good chance you'll wish you hadn't.
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I see..thank you though. [Though she couldn't hide how she felt about it, as she frowned in disappointment.
She squats down to pet Sol again, smiling a weak smile at it.] What kind of creature is this, Mister..?
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[He sits back on the grass, watching blankly. Sol is nudging his head up into the girl's hand, chirping happily.]
He's a cheagle, little animals from my world. He's... one of the few things I have from there. He was a burden at first, but he has his uses.
[Like keeping Dist company.]
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He's a big comfort, in a place like this.
[Her eyes moved along the ground as she switched view between the two, when they noticed the white flowers, breath leaving her.]
Those look beautiful, Dist. I've never seen flowers like them before.
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