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[inn_slaved]

*Over by the Onsen Inn -- two new tenants are dropping by! One of them, an oafish looking guy is holding what is clearly too much luggage and seems to be bumbling a bit trying to make his way INTO the place, the other is a smaller sober-looking girl that looks a bit proud in her brother for carrying everything and worried that her brother is

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[inn_cest]

. . . Onii-san, who runs this inn again?

[inn_slaved]

[URK--!]

Um... I'm not sure, exactly! But I found this flier the other day and I think it was somebody named "Yoh?" ...or was it "Anna?" Both of the names looked like they had been crossed out.

[inn_cest]

Hmm. Maybe they're looking to sell it . . .

[inn_slaved]

Hahaha! Good one, Kanako. But really, what would you want with a cabin in the middle of this part of Louisiana? I doubt you'd get very many customers.

*contemplating the door and how he doesn't fit carrying everything...*

[roasted_dango]

[Juuust walking by~]

... So yeah. All that stuff? Don't think it's gonna go through the door. Not all at once anyway.

[inn_slaved]

WHOA--!!

*You might have come by at the wrong time, buddy, all the luggage have exploded out and you might be covered with female undergarments :|b*

[roasted_dango]

GWAA---

[dfkasldfjsdf dlf]

[roasted_dango]

--- What the hell do you think you're doing!?

[immashaaark]

[this is just not my day for people in my space.

never mind the inn is actually Yoh's Anna's]

...

[inn_cest]

. . .

[immashaaark]

...

[inn_cest]

. . .

[donationsorgtfo]

[... Don't really live here but I kinda sorta assume I hang out here sometimes. Possibly. Offscreen. Anyway, just kinda watching you two with mild disinterest while sipping tea.]

[inn_slaved]

[Oh hai its a cute girl sipping tea.]

*waves "hello" to you while trying to carry everything in*

[donationsorgtfo]

Are you moving in here?

[inn_slaved]

Yeah! Well... trying to anyway!

[bitchgotbitches]

[YOU MAY HAVE JUST FELT A CHILL]

What do you think you're doing?

[inn_slaved]

*don't mind the wetness in my pants*

Um... moving in?

[bitchgotbitches]

[tapping her rolled up magazine idly against her arm]

On whose invitation?

[inn_slaved]

I... uh... flier... see?

*holds up a flier that says that there's rooms available at the Onsen Inn. The flier seems to be covered in bling from the pimping post |Db*