[In the early hours of the morning outside of Sherwood Cafe, a lone Fou can be found, bundled in layers upon layers of clothing and looking far more pleased with herself than is healthy, building a mountain of snowballs taller than she is. Those with keen eyes can see "Happy Birthday" is carved into every last one of them.

This can only end in

-=See Al in his clinic, hard at work...drawing.=-

-=See the drawings as nothing more than circular designs, probably something meaningful from his home, but nothing more than interesting geometric shapes here.=-

-=As Al completes each piece, he writes a name down and sets it aside.=-

[Excitable as ever, dear Fou storms into the courtyard in front of the apartments.]

Alright, you bastards!! You can cut the when and the where shit already! Jeez, as if I could forget someplace as crappy as this. Seriously, what the hell kind of luck lands someone here twice?!

[Randomly pointing in the direction of an innocent bystander...]

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-=have an Allen, wandering to each of the Gater apartment buildings and taking this notice up in their lobbies=-


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Greetings. Today is December 20th, 1952. It is Rations Allocation Day. Before it begins, there are a few announcements.

Applications for offsite housing, meaning housing not funded by the government, are due today in rations. Lt. Maes Hughes will be available to accept the applications. If there are any applications, they will be processed ( Read more... )

-=cripple struggling through the snow where it hasn't been cleared properly yet, wrapped in the clothes given him by the generous locals--government issue, and a once nice, now somewhat moth-eaten and worn out (not to mention heavily perfumed) woman's overcoat. Progresses with painful slowness towards Midgard from District 2, squinting around as he ( Read more... )

Of course when I come back there has to be a big snow..

-=muttering to himself as he fusses around the Cafe=-

Need to thank Lenalee somehow..

-=since most his employees seemed to have vanished since he was last here, he's busy writing up help wanted posters=-

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-=though after a few moments he sighs and leans back in his chair, running his hand through ( Read more... )

*standing outside Schwartz wrapped up tightly in layers of clothes; has a make-shift shovel in her hand and looking down the snow covered stairs*

Well. Gotta start somewhere! *kinda mutters as she starts shoveling a path to the building using people's footsteps as a guide* I can't dig out the cafeteria if I can't even get to it.

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-=for those that knew Allen before, he no longer looks frail and his hair is shorter and more ragged looking then it had been last time he made an appearance on the streets of Veles. He's standing in the courtyard between the apartment buildings, turning in a circle to get a loot at everything=-

How long has it been?


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[ Lenalee is quietly making her way towards Midgard. Something is wrong. She was wearing earmuffs and it looked like she didn't want to be seen. ]

[ Every few minutes she would look around and continue sprinting... not walking... sprinting towards the apartment. Her eyes on the ground. ]

No music please... no music...

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