January 1st, 1953

[willing_sheath]

[BACKDATED BECAUSE I FAIL AT LIFE]

[Is in she and Cielo's room, carefully spreading a dark purple furisode across the bed in a painfully slow slow motion, her hands trying to smooth the fold marks from it

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[ch0bi_chii]

[Curious eyes are quietly peeking through the door. After a bit, she'll only pop her head in a little.]

Is Mama Tomoe okay...?

[willing_sheath]

[She turns toward Chii, her eyes warming a bit before nodding.]

I am alright, Chii-chan.

[ch0bi_chii]

Really...? Mama Tomoe is feeling better, then?

[Chii does not actually sleep, so she was able to peek when Cielo and Tomoe got back. Plus, one might guess that Tomoe had a bit of a headache that morning?]

[Goes in a little more, looking at the clothing on the floor]

What is that...?

[willing_sheath]

[Ha... ha... oh god... >>;;;;;; And YES, mild hangover... not that she's letting on about it...]

[She nods]

I am...

[She looks back to the furisode (on the bed actually, but the end is probably hanging onto the floor XD;)]

It's a kimono... [Glances back to her] Have you seen silk before...? [and motions her closer]