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[molexplosion]

[Late at night, Bakuryu is winding his way through the village, casing the place pretty much. People with exceptional senses (or maybe just the trait of looking in the right place at just the right time) may note him on rooftops or lurking in the shadows...a few may have the creeper special opportunity to spot a fourteen-year-old hanging upside

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[floral_powder]

[ Sure, Polka may have noticed someone hanging outside the window like a creeper... on the second floor... but it was likely so brief she'd convinced herself it didn't happen. Besides, why worry Viola and Frederic? And despite the extremely late hour, Polka was still walking out and about, because there was something about the starry night sky she liked. Oh hey look, there's a grocery store. And someone rooting around for food. ]

Hm...?

fff I'm sorry this is so late

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[ooc: I kind of fell into a bit of a funk, apologies]

[Bakuryu turns toward Polka, tensing slightly...but she's no zoanthrope.] You're one of the residents of this quaint village, correct?

It's okay!

[floral_powder]

[ooc: *sympathies :( hopes you're feeling better now? ]

[ Polka tenses a bit herself, surprised. Then she nods with a small smile. ] Yes, that's right. I just arrived last month. Are you as well?

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[ooc: Mostly, thanks!]

No. [He doesn't respond visibly to the smile, his face still impassive. Unfortunately he's not too forthcoming with information, still searching for his own answers to the guide he found in his journal.] Then does the word "zoanthrope" mean anything of significance to you?