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[nightshined]

[ why he's choosing to actually go grocery shopping the day before Thanksgiving when the kitchens can provide you with just about anything you want is anyone's guess. Call it clinging to some semblance of normalcy. (Then again, how empty it is isn't exactly normal.)

As he goes over the produce picking out the carrots and the celery, he sing softly

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[cardio_swindle]

[Popping up next to you, other self, and picking up a carrot dubiously.]

What's this for?

[nightshined]

[ deadpans. ] I'm gonna stick it in my ear for good luck.

[cardio_swindle]

[Just the most dry look.]

Is that so. [He takes a bite out of it and leans his hip against the stand.]

[nightshined]

...you really should wash that first. Didn't your mother teach you anything? [ ...wait, we know the answer to that already. ]

[beautifulalias]

[Suddenly beside her; still haven't lost that ninja ability yet!]

I knew you could sing.

[nightshined]

[ coming to a dead halt, she can't help but turn red, even as she tries to play it off. ]

What are you talking about?

[beautifulalias]

[Pouts playfully when she stops.] Nothing, nothing... Preparing for tomorrow's dinner?

[nightshined]

[ she nods. ] Yeah. Hey, you and John and your man are welcome to stop by if you want, too. Maybe they've even got some turkey-flavor baby food around here...

[solo_insanity]

... So you just take the basket when you leave? Seeing as there is no payment system here, after all.

[nightshined]

Well yeah. [ pause. ] Hey. It's something to do, alright?

[solo_insanity]

My, my, you never know. You might have to count backwards from one hundred before this place will allow you to leave with your findings.

[nightshined]

It's bound to do that whether or not I go shopping.

[clownhate]

You're hungry, Tyki? This is a weird place.

[he's examining a stack of apples, stuffing some in his pockets. After a moment, he looks back at Tyki and blinks]

...Huh. You're not one of the Tykis I know.

[nightshined]

Yeah, that happens a lot around here, kiddo. [ glancing just briefly...hey...you look just a little like... ] Call me Bird. My nickname in high school, and it serves its purpose here. Better than having a bunch of people all with your name.

[clownhate]

Okay, Bird it is. [he pauses for a moment; this Tyki doesn't seem quite like the others, but then he dismisses the thought]

But my name's Allen. I'm not gonna call myself by a nickname.

[nightshined]

Thought so. [ well, 'he' isn't. ] You new here?

[failingfelicity]

[Timid Miranda is timid] A-ah... You sing well.

[nightshined]

[ erk. ] What are you talking about?

[failingfelicity]

W-wasn't that you singing?

[nightshined]

Nope. You were just hearing things.