[Action/Voice]
[ Over the journal, Polka's voice can be heard harassing some poor soul. In particular, a poor soul who had been a little depressed lately. ]
Frederic! Come on, it's a beautiful day. Come with me! [ That's right mister, she's getting you outside into the sun and nature and springtime breezes. No emo clouding in your room if Polka has anything to say about it. ]
Hugh, do you still want to help me plant the flowers?
Donatello, do you have a minute?
[ Action ]
[ And provided she's gotten through to the people she's intended, she'll be puttering about afterwards, wandering in the plaza or in the forest (dragging Frederic with her if she has to!) Feel free to pester her or chitchat and suchlike. :3 ]
Frederic! Come on, it's a beautiful day. Come with me! [ That's right mister, she's getting you outside into the sun and nature and springtime breezes. No emo clouding in your room if Polka has anything to say about it. ]
Hugh, do you still want to help me plant the flowers?
Donatello, do you have a minute?
[ Action ]
[ And provided she's gotten through to the people she's intended, she'll be puttering about afterwards, wandering in the plaza or in the forest (dragging Frederic with her if she has to!) Feel free to pester her or chitchat and suchlike. :3 ]