Otono-Tachibana Makie (
therewerefifty) wrote2013-05-19 01:56 pm
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[Still Action Because...Well.]
[Makie's general thoughts on Luceti, once she gets used to the place (somewhat), are to make sure she earns her keep but, in general, fade into the background as much as possible. She's currently residing at the castle that is house 44, though she still hasn't met all the residents there. Makie is notorious for keeping to herself.
That doesn't mean she won't be seen all over town in the next few days, however, shamisen in hand. Errands, mainly. She has to return to Community Building #1 in the hopes that the journal she's supposed to have got left behind in Alexei's, uh... bathroom... and thank him for the courtesy he showed when she arrived. But on the ground floor, you see, there is an elevator, and...
...yeah, she doesn't really know what that is. After a minute or so of peering at it in confusion, she'll take the stairs.
Probably.
Other places she visits are the memory garden, the tea house, Seventh Heaven (to take up duties as a dishwasher, so mainly out of sight of the customers), and up to the farmlands just for the sake of exploration.
Eventually, she also visits the battledome, because she's been told about it and she is curious. But she likely won't stay long, because technology is intimidating, so after peering with a half-glazed expression at various controls and such, she leaves again, unless otherwise distracted. Such a place is no doubt for you magical types or...something.]
((ooc: this entry brought to you by the need to get a whole bunch of small things out of the way at once. Assume various parts take place over the 18th-21st for the sake of flexibility.))
That doesn't mean she won't be seen all over town in the next few days, however, shamisen in hand. Errands, mainly. She has to return to Community Building #1 in the hopes that the journal she's supposed to have got left behind in Alexei's, uh... bathroom... and thank him for the courtesy he showed when she arrived. But on the ground floor, you see, there is an elevator, and...
...yeah, she doesn't really know what that is. After a minute or so of peering at it in confusion, she'll take the stairs.
Probably.
Other places she visits are the memory garden, the tea house, Seventh Heaven (to take up duties as a dishwasher, so mainly out of sight of the customers), and up to the farmlands just for the sake of exploration.
Eventually, she also visits the battledome, because she's been told about it and she is curious. But she likely won't stay long, because technology is intimidating, so after peering with a half-glazed expression at various controls and such, she leaves again, unless otherwise distracted. Such a place is no doubt for you magical types or...something.]
((ooc: this entry brought to you by the need to get a whole bunch of small things out of the way at once. Assume various parts take place over the 18th-21st for the sake of flexibility.))
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...I can understand that. The shops don't sell the kind of clothes I like, it's very frustrating. But there are people who specialize in making clothes here, and they don't charge for their work. You could have something custom made to your liking. I've had to do that once or twice, actually.
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[her eyes flick to what Perona is wearing. That looks intricate enough as it is.] Did they make your clothing?
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No, this came with me when I first arrives, from home. It's my favorite piece of clothing though, so I've made little fixes to it when it gets worn or messy. I can sew and make clothes, but nothing too intricate. [And she doesn't have a machine to help her this time around, so doing it all by hand is another massive challenge she's not too keen on. 8|]
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I'll be certain to give them a try. These seamstresses. Only having one change of clothing will get rather difficult.
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[Very few, and sometimes even that's not really enough to outweigh the bad. Not for all people, at least.]
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[What's a good word for it? Accepting? Friendly?]
...welcoming.