Saturday, March 7th, Rations Allocation day.

[df_official]

Greetings. Today is Rations Allocation day. If you don't know what to do, go ask someone to take you by the hand and show you. Because this isn't self explanatory at all, is it

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[makainoou]

*lines up as impatiently as usual, and yep, still wearing that pendant Maes called girl jewelry*

[graficmemory]

-=Awwww, that so cute=-

Still love 'er today, eh?

[makainoou]

*asdfahwefu*

W-what?

[graficmemory]

What?

oooooh.. I'm sorry.

-=points=-

You made that for yourself, didn't you!

[makainoou]

Wha- no, it belonged to--

It's just a necklace, all right?

[graficmemory]

-=cackling internally.=-

It belonged to someone? You stole it?

[makainoou]

It was given to me.

[graficmemory]

-=Oh, his heart's all a twitter=-

Ah, young love~

[makainoou]

It's not--! *...except she kind of said it was. damnit.*

I'm not- in love with anyone. *that sounded sort of painful.* You got that? It's a damn necklace.

[graficmemory]

Uh huh.

Have your ID with you, lover-boy?

[makainoou]

Don't call me that!!

[graficmemory]

-=Just smiles, waiting patiently.=-

[makainoou]

*slams his ID down on the table with a growl*

[graficmemory]

-=Maes is like a saint as he starts writing down information. Oddly quiet this time.=-

[makainoou]

One of these days you're just going to do your damn job... *muttergrumble*

[graficmemory]

I always do my job~ Customer relations is very important-especially in a war torn settlement such as this place! To keep up morale in such a depressing situation is very crucial to the survival of the species!

-=Babbles on and on for which I cannot type out because I'm about to kill my child.=-