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melodiesoflife2016-03-20 11:11 am
blackmoonreaper) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-03-20 11:11 am
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Once I make up my mind
Who: Ichigo Kurosaki, Open
What: Useless teenagers need to do something with their lives
When: March 20
Where: Chocobo Farm, Aqures Ixen, House C-04
Chocobo Farm - early morning
Being up early wasn't an unusual thing for Ichigo and he'd usually stick around the house until some of the others were awake. That morning though he woke up particularly early, made an effort not to wake any of his housemates and left the house in his 'civilian' clothes. He wasn't sneaking out like some normal idiot teenager but he needed to get some air for a while. He wasn't feeling like going through the morning trolling routine so early.
The Chocobo Farm wasn't exactly a brief walk but it was enough to help him clear his head for a bit. He leaned against the railing, glancing at the pen where the birds usually milled about and there were only a few of them out. Maybe some of them were still sleeping.
He hadn't meant to wake up at the crack of dawn. Something he hadn't thought about properly for a while had startled him awake and that was enough to destroy any hope of going back to sleep for a little while longer. It was stupid. Of all the things that dream had to bring up it was something he had been afraid to face back home and he knew it would be the same problem here. He didn't need a reminder. The mind was sure stupid sometimes.
Aqures Ixen - morning
Even though they had food in the pantry at the house Ichigo was missing a few things from the recipe he wanted to try. It wasn't the first time he tried cooking something from home but he had a particular craving for it today and if his housemates didn't want it then that was their problem. It was a little selfish of him to think of it like that but it was something he needed.
So on his way back he stopped at the market to pick up a few things and looked over at what the vendors had to offer. He didn't pay too much attention to some of the calls that were offering items for a 'good price'. As if he'd fall for any of that. He had his mental list of the things he needed and that was all he was searching for. Though from the look of it he would have to make some substitutes.
House C-04 - just after lunchtime
Moshishi stood quietly on the chair at the kitchen table, watching his charge. Ichigo had been sitting with his arms crossed for the last few minutes, looking at the blank piece of paper in front of him. He wondered why the teenager was such in deep thought, especially since he had sought the moogle out earlier for some input on a few topics. Maybe he needed confirmation of something, Moshishi wasn't too sure. The covered pots with the stew and rice had been simmering for a while so why was he being so quiet?
"...The paper isn't going to bite you, kupo." The moogle wasn't the greatest at humor but it was better than the awkward silence.
Ichigo blinked and sideglanced at the furry companion. Right, he was still there. "Sorry, got lost for a bit."
"If you can't write it you can tell me what you want to say. I don't mind, kupo." Moshishi offered.
"No, I got it. Just sorting something out but I probably won't get this done until later anyway so don't worry about it today." Ichigo took a glance at the food cooking on the stove, figuring it still needed another fifteen minutes or so. It probably wouldn't taste the same as Yuzu's cooking but he thought he did a decent job improvising with what he could get.
What: Useless teenagers need to do something with their lives
When: March 20
Where: Chocobo Farm, Aqures Ixen, House C-04
Chocobo Farm - early morning
Being up early wasn't an unusual thing for Ichigo and he'd usually stick around the house until some of the others were awake. That morning though he woke up particularly early, made an effort not to wake any of his housemates and left the house in his 'civilian' clothes. He wasn't sneaking out like some normal idiot teenager but he needed to get some air for a while. He wasn't feeling like going through the morning trolling routine so early.
The Chocobo Farm wasn't exactly a brief walk but it was enough to help him clear his head for a bit. He leaned against the railing, glancing at the pen where the birds usually milled about and there were only a few of them out. Maybe some of them were still sleeping.
He hadn't meant to wake up at the crack of dawn. Something he hadn't thought about properly for a while had startled him awake and that was enough to destroy any hope of going back to sleep for a little while longer. It was stupid. Of all the things that dream had to bring up it was something he had been afraid to face back home and he knew it would be the same problem here. He didn't need a reminder. The mind was sure stupid sometimes.
Aqures Ixen - morning
Even though they had food in the pantry at the house Ichigo was missing a few things from the recipe he wanted to try. It wasn't the first time he tried cooking something from home but he had a particular craving for it today and if his housemates didn't want it then that was their problem. It was a little selfish of him to think of it like that but it was something he needed.
So on his way back he stopped at the market to pick up a few things and looked over at what the vendors had to offer. He didn't pay too much attention to some of the calls that were offering items for a 'good price'. As if he'd fall for any of that. He had his mental list of the things he needed and that was all he was searching for. Though from the look of it he would have to make some substitutes.
House C-04 - just after lunchtime
Moshishi stood quietly on the chair at the kitchen table, watching his charge. Ichigo had been sitting with his arms crossed for the last few minutes, looking at the blank piece of paper in front of him. He wondered why the teenager was such in deep thought, especially since he had sought the moogle out earlier for some input on a few topics. Maybe he needed confirmation of something, Moshishi wasn't too sure. The covered pots with the stew and rice had been simmering for a while so why was he being so quiet?
"...The paper isn't going to bite you, kupo." The moogle wasn't the greatest at humor but it was better than the awkward silence.
Ichigo blinked and sideglanced at the furry companion. Right, he was still there. "Sorry, got lost for a bit."
"If you can't write it you can tell me what you want to say. I don't mind, kupo." Moshishi offered.
"No, I got it. Just sorting something out but I probably won't get this done until later anyway so don't worry about it today." Ichigo took a glance at the food cooking on the stove, figuring it still needed another fifteen minutes or so. It probably wouldn't taste the same as Yuzu's cooking but he thought he did a decent job improvising with what he could get.
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"Well good luck to both of us then. Hopefully the food we're gonna cook turns out okay."
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"I hope to see you around." With a slight wave she was off toward the counter.