91st Journey [audio/filtered from Kantai]
Is there anyone here who has dealt with corrupted provincial lords and crime investigation in pre-industrial environment? I'd love to share and listen to other people's experiences in the matter. Because until I'm able to get back and fix some of the mess my incompetence brought to Kei, this is all I can do. It'll be gather around and acquaint ourselves in the library one of these days when there's not an annoying curse to disturb serious conversations.
Lots of people giving ratings today, huh? I don't think my taste matches to everyone, because I prefer when someone who has a cuddly animal fo-fjkldsjfkldsjaklfdsjklfdjsaklsohgodwhy
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Never mind that. I...I said nothing!
[Apartment Mates]
Huh. I think is obvious I'm cursed and it'll be in our best interests to not ask me to "rate" any of you. Please.
[Nobody can measure up Rakushun's quivering silver whiskers, duh.]
[Kantai]
Hey there, uhh, do you have a minute to talk? I know I'm almost a stranger, but I'd like to know you better.
[Oh god. What a nightmare. was fairly glad she chose the audio option to broadcast her message, or the entire Network would have caught a view of her scarlet cheeks. She was aware she was cursed, but she had miscalculated that she was able to ignore it as long nobody asked her opinion. Clearly, she should have known better to make those assumptions. It's too late now. The young ruler brushed off the incident and slipped her communicator inside one of the pockets of her bag. She had spent a lot of days in the library, absorbing legal treatise and constitution to get a solid grasp in what she wanted to do in Kei, how she could proceed against Gahou and Koshou, but the true was that she was still confused and disoriented. She couldn't decide upon anything until she had all the facts.
She couldn't be too impulsive or too slow in action. But she had yet to find her pace.
With her head a mess, Youko decided to skip the books that afternoon, she had to turn her attention into her physical fortress. A healthy spirit and mind, needed an able body. She couldn't lose the shape and prowess she had acquired upon months of extreme survival antics in Kou. Nobody would benefit of her sloth, let alone her people. Earlier that afternoon, she had explored the spots where she used to meet the forest goddess Moro and, from those starting points, began jogging. Youko had circled the City in its outskirts twice before she posted her message and intended to do it twice more before she checked out the possible answers.
I need your advice, Enho.
How she should proceed with a man like Kantai?]
(ooc; Assume this was muuuuuch earlier in the afternoon ;_; Her replies will take place after her jogging ends.)
Lots of people giving ratings today, huh? I don't think my taste matches to everyone, because I prefer when someone who has a cuddly animal fo-fjkldsjfkldsjaklfdsjklfdjsaklsohgodwhy
...
Never mind that. I...I said nothing!
[Apartment Mates]
Huh. I think is obvious I'm cursed and it'll be in our best interests to not ask me to "rate" any of you. Please.
[Nobody can measure up Rakushun's quivering silver whiskers, duh.]
[Kantai]
Hey there, uhh, do you have a minute to talk? I know I'm almost a stranger, but I'd like to know you better.
[Oh god. What a nightmare. was fairly glad she chose the audio option to broadcast her message, or the entire Network would have caught a view of her scarlet cheeks. She was aware she was cursed, but she had miscalculated that she was able to ignore it as long nobody asked her opinion. Clearly, she should have known better to make those assumptions. It's too late now. The young ruler brushed off the incident and slipped her communicator inside one of the pockets of her bag. She had spent a lot of days in the library, absorbing legal treatise and constitution to get a solid grasp in what she wanted to do in Kei, how she could proceed against Gahou and Koshou, but the true was that she was still confused and disoriented. She couldn't decide upon anything until she had all the facts.
She couldn't be too impulsive or too slow in action. But she had yet to find her pace.
With her head a mess, Youko decided to skip the books that afternoon, she had to turn her attention into her physical fortress. A healthy spirit and mind, needed an able body. She couldn't lose the shape and prowess she had acquired upon months of extreme survival antics in Kou. Nobody would benefit of her sloth, let alone her people. Earlier that afternoon, she had explored the spots where she used to meet the forest goddess Moro and, from those starting points, began jogging. Youko had circled the City in its outskirts twice before she posted her message and intended to do it twice more before she checked out the possible answers.
I need your advice, Enho.
How she should proceed with a man like Kantai?]
(ooc; Assume this was muuuuuch earlier in the afternoon ;_; Her replies will take place after her jogging ends.)