FORTY--FOUR souls » second job?

[martelandmany]

...It's been quite a while since I've picked flowers.

If anyone needs to speak with me, I'll have my journal.

[If you want to run into her... You'll find her either strolling through the forest in search of flowers or crouching down picking bouquets of early-early-blooming flowers. Like, the late-winter variety.]

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[martelandmany]

[Without missing a beat:] For you, actually. [And she'll be offering you a small five-flower bouquet.]

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[martelandmany]

[She can tell you aren't a flower sort of guy, so she chuckles and goes back to her picking. Without looking up:] You're free to throw them away once you depart, I won't be offended.

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[martelandmany]

[Hmm, he seems... a little closed-off. Let's try something new:]

I'm Martel.

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[martelandmany]

Pleasure to meet you, Rufus.

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[martelandmany]

If my calculations are correct... I've been here half a month shy of a year. And yourself? I've not seen you around, but then again, I suppose I've been a bit occupied as of late.

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[martelandmany]

I'm not entirely sure 'seniority' is something to be proud of. [She doesn't sound bitter, though. Good-natured, in fact. She's not entirely against life here... Long story about being mortal and actually having friends here.]

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[martelandmany]

True enough. But then again, the setting could be much worse.

[ooc: PLAYING FIRE EMBLEM. o/]

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[martelandmany]

[ooc: I INTEND TO. Know where I could find the script for the GCN one?]

Of course. That's precisely what I try to tell people, but they seem less inclined to believe it.