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XI
[There's a bunch of page flipping as Reno catches up on the on-goings of this week. Finally he gives a sigh. Nothing but babies babies babies. Dictated rather dryly]
Is there anything going on that ain't about babies in this thing or can I just toss the journal for a week?
'Cause really, I'm not one for the greeting card specials. -
X
[Reno is sitting at a bench near the found, munching on a bag of salt and vinegar chips. He seems to be keeping to himself and simply...watching the people in the city. Sometimes there seems to be something that catches his attention among the townspeople, but it doesn't seem anything specific that one can note that he's looking for upon ( Read more... ) -
VIII
[Reno is chilling in the Nines on a comfy leather chair, seeming very happy about something. How he got to the Nines when he had no idea it existed? Who knows and it's not really important. What's more important is the fact there seems to be some music starting up...]
♪ Sometimes...
Oh~ ♪
♪ Something beautiful happens
in this world ♪
Stinson~ ♪ ( Read more... ) -
VII
[He flips open the journal; deciding to keep things brief. He had finally decided enough was enough and to go get something he had left there but...]
No name on the door means the person left, yeah?
Faith's gone, if anyone's wondering. -
VI
[Reno is out in the south part of the forest, by the batch of invasive plants that have been growing rapidly in the forest and choking it. After the suggestion to burn it, he has with him a gasoline can that he is pouring all over the little saplings ( Read more... ) -
V
[his fingers drum a bit on the journal before he finally decides to ask something that's been bugging him the past few weeks]
Hey, anyone got any idea why I keep getting called Mr. Lehane by a few of the townspeople?
At first I thought it was just a mistake, but there's been a few of them now...