Cheyenne (
mmmfilletofsoul) wrote2011-01-23 02:14 am
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[It was Sunday today. That meant today was the day Cheyenne had to do something she hated doing more than anything else in Luceti.]
[Grocery shopping.]
[She can be found walking around inside the grocery store, holding an empty bag at her side. Every so often she picks something up, frowns at it, and then puts it back. Occassionally she might shake something, maybe even peek under her blindfold in the hopes of getting a better look at it, but so far that bag looks pretty empty. She'll keep this up for about an hour until she's filled the bag, most of it either produce or something microwavable, and then make her way back to CH 6 to drop her things off. Unfortunately, all the snow from the day before was still covering most of the paths, so she'll probably trip once or twice on her way there.]
[That out of the way, Cheyenne moves on to how she usually spends her day: finding various places to relax and perhaps listen to the spirits passing by throughout the village. More often than not, that place is a bridge; the running water of the river underneath is one of the few things she's always able to see, after all. It's much more comforting than the stillness of her apartment, even if it is chillier sitting near the water.]
[And in the evening, after a failed cooking attempt that she won't be in the mood to talk about, she heads to Seventh Heaven to get something to eat there. All in all, a rather normal day for this illusionist.]
[Grocery shopping.]
[She can be found walking around inside the grocery store, holding an empty bag at her side. Every so often she picks something up, frowns at it, and then puts it back. Occassionally she might shake something, maybe even peek under her blindfold in the hopes of getting a better look at it, but so far that bag looks pretty empty. She'll keep this up for about an hour until she's filled the bag, most of it either produce or something microwavable, and then make her way back to CH 6 to drop her things off. Unfortunately, all the snow from the day before was still covering most of the paths, so she'll probably trip once or twice on her way there.]
[That out of the way, Cheyenne moves on to how she usually spends her day: finding various places to relax and perhaps listen to the spirits passing by throughout the village. More often than not, that place is a bridge; the running water of the river underneath is one of the few things she's always able to see, after all. It's much more comforting than the stillness of her apartment, even if it is chillier sitting near the water.]
[And in the evening, after a failed cooking attempt that she won't be in the mood to talk about, she heads to Seventh Heaven to get something to eat there. All in all, a rather normal day for this illusionist.]
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Now, Luke doesn't want to be rude, so he tries not to watch her... but he can't help subtly trying to do it anyway, by keeping his head down towards what's in his hand - some salt, and watching her with his eyes. Huh. What's she doing...?]
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Pardon me for disturbing you, but could you tell me which of these are chicken flavor? While I am not usually so picky in what I choose, the last time I was here I found the other flavor to be... rather inedible.
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Huh? ... Oh. [He hesitates because, really, why doesn't she just take the blindfold off, before he points at the chicken flavor... then thinks better of it and taps it instead.] That one's chicken... The other one's cheese.
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If that is how cheese is meant to taste in whatever world this food is from, I do wonder how it is they cope with it. [She turns back to Luke, her expression somewhat blank... until she remembers to smile. Then she does so.]
Thank you. I would have so disliked returning for a second trip here had I accidentally chosen the wrong item.
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[... Oh hey, she's thanking him! He turns his attention back to her with a smile - even though he's sure she can't see it.]
Oh... You're welcome. Heh, maybe they should figure out a different way to package them... or just not sell the cheese flavor at all, if it tastes like that.
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[Action] Placeholder while I sleep! o/
But when she comes within close proximity of Cheyenne she stops abruptly, feeling unsettled. She knows there's someone there, but for someone who was so finely tuned in with emotions and often used them as a means of getting around and identifying others, there's little doubt someone who... lacked didn't seem like the best word, but how else to describe it. Kaori will be looking her way, curious as usual.]
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[Despite the blindfold, she turns and looks directly over at Kaori. Not creepy at all, right?]
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Hello. Are you looking for something?
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[Action] LJ I hate you for hiding this.
[Action] /also punts LJ
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At this rate, he should consider designating one of the tables permanently hers.]
Cheyenne-chwan~! [There's a familiar whirl of pink-hearted emotion heading towards her.]
Here for dinner again?
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Hello Sanji.
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Are you feeling okay?
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It was not my intention to come here for yet another meal, but it seems I am rather incapable of preparing a meal for myself.
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[Action] omg I'm so sorry D8
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[Action] /makes pissy noises. So my internet got cut off. 8|b
[Action] /PUNTS THE INTERNET.
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And on the bridge-- a familiar outline. Familiar in a way...]
Hey.
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Hello. You are one of Sanji's friends, yes?
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Oi, you all right?
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[She sets herself up on knees and shakes the snow from her hair before looking up at Shikamaru.] I am all right, yes. Unfortunately, this is a common occurrence.
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[He steps closer, kneeling to pick up some of the items.] Your grocery bag still in one piece?
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[She manages to see one of them nearby and plucks it out of the snow, but the others... not so much.]
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[Action] /slowest ever
[Action] I've been kinda slow myself, so no worries. |D
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Hnnng. This guy smirks down at her when he notices her there, waltzing on over to the girl and breaking the ice with-]
Cheyenne-chan! We always seem to meet on bridges!
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[She looks back down at the water.] I suppose that is because I am rather fond of these spots. It is much easier to see something when it is moving.
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Is that really a safe thing to be doing? It is a rather cold day to be falling into the river by mistake. [She doesn't sound too concerned, though.]
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