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repeter2017-04-16 09:01 pm
APRIL TDM
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APRIL TEST DRIVE The city of Recollé. A beautiful city you've called home for quite some time. While things can be a little weird, isn't that true of all homes? It's fully spring now, and there are flowers to be found everywhere. April's showers are a familiarity as well, the occasional downpour or drizzle keeping you on your toes. What will you do today? I. April showers bring May flowers, right? Well, there are already plenty of flowers to be had, but that part of the old rhyme being true doesn't save you from the first part of it. While the weather forecasters do their best, their success rate for predicting the rain seems to be about fifty-fifty. Unfortunately, sometimes when they do predict the rain happening, they misjudge how bad it's going to be. Was the sky was clear when you last looked outside? It may not be quite so clear now. Hope you remembered to bring an umbrella today. But it's not so bad, really! Maybe if you forgot to prepare, someone will share their umbrella with you. Not in the mood to talk to anyone? You can probably find some thrifty umbrella vendors on the streets of Tisse. When in doubt, there are always some loaner umbrellas scattered around in Apprassage at the Recollé Library as well. The library asks that you return any of the mismatched loaners found at the door, but it's not like the system is that strongly enforced. Well, other than the library stamp on the umbrellas, that is. If you find yourself in Chata today, you could always buy a magazine off the street corners to hold overhead. If you look like you may buy something, vendors don't seem to mind if you idle under their awnings. Check out the latest fashions coming this spring while you wait it out. It looks like buckles are in, but some of the high fashion clothes look a little odder than usual. The hot, new dresses range from large like a billowing tarp to appearing more like an artfully arranged handkerchief than anything else. Fashion sure is weird sometimes. II. Recollé Square in Tribunal Terrace boasts a huge assortment of flower gardens scattered throughout the district, though they all appear to be whatever citizens felt like planting at the time. In fact, only flowers in Apprassage seem to match, especially around the University. Today, while the rain's stopped, a large group of people seem to be taking advantage of Recollé Square's mismatching for flower picking, crown and wreath weaving, and bouquet arranging. The activities seem to be loosely led by the city's PTA and some of the other socialite groups from around town. Then again, for long-standing citizens of the city this isn't unusual either. You seem to remember that this is an annual sort of thing even though there isn't actually a name for the event. Some booths are set up around the park to swap seeds, flowers and food for cash or gossip, the guidelines a little more loose outside of the business districts. It seems as though lot of families are picnicking this weekend. There's even some kind of contest going on for the best flower crown - though usually the city tends to collectively pick a kid for the winner, so your best artistic talents might not get you the admiration you crave. In addition, there's the most accurately judged flower-growing contest if you've been waiting for this day for a year or more, but that event tends to have the same people involved every year and the majority of Recollé isn't too heavily invested in it. They're here for the picnics and flower crowns, and it seems about the same as it always does. This year, though, there do seem to be more flowers than ever...and for that matter, they're a lot bigger than usual, too. III. Despite some of the fashion fiascos the magazines are displaying, maybe you should spend some time shopping this week. It may come as a surprise to you that your clothes haven't been fitting properly as of late. Those skinny jeans are just a hair too loose, and your favorite shirt seems baggier than it used to be. The problem, however, is that every shop you go to seems to stock clothes with the same issues. You're down a size or two or three, or maybe they're just marking everything down wrong. And surely you don't have the time or money to replace your entire wardrobe...will you take your chances? Complain to the store's manager? Or maybe you're an unfortunate soul who has to try and explain the unexplainable. Maybe offering a coupon will appease shoppers today. IV. Apparently walking around your neighborhood isn't quite as safe as it used to be - or it isn't safe if you want to trust your eyes. One second the little old lady who lives at the corner appears to be walking her pitbull just as she has every day for the last several years. The next, the pitbull is gone and she's walking a rather angry-looking caterpillar. Blink and you'll miss it, but as time goes on you'll see more and more of these larger-than-life insects wandering around. No matter how hard you try to explain it, the only other people who seem to see this as the least bit weird are people with the Retrospec app. Oh, do you not have the Retrospec app? Think again. The sound of chirping crickets will follow you until the next time you look at your mobile device or a public computer, prompting you to accept a profile and upload a user picture. Congratulations! It seems as though you've been selected to be a new tester! ...it's going to be one of those days. BONUS. While the Retrospec app only infrequently has posts from the company itself - and those have thus far proven to be universally useless - this month there is an onslaught of updates. At least once per day there's a picture of a new type of flower or insect, along with a "fun fact" about whatever the company has posted. Did you know, for example, that wasps feeding on fermenting juice have been known to get "drunk' and pass out? Ancient civilizations burned aster leaves to ward off evil spirits. Ticks can grow from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a marble. Roses are related to apples, raspberries, cherries, peaches, plums, nectarines, pears and almonds. Houseflies find sugar with their feet, which are 10 million times more sensitive than human tongues. Praying mantises prey on other insects, and perhaps you'd better watch your step. Wait, what? As usual, any attempt to get the company to reply about the increasingly disturbing information they're sending out is useless. The daily facts grow less and less useful and eventually seem to be nothing but fun facts about how flowers and bugs could kill you or one another. Kind of unfortunate for you, if this is your first time getting any messages whatsoever from the app. How do you unsubscribe? Good luck figuring it out. Welcome to the |

Cherche | Fire Emblem Awakening
IIa-
[Cherche is right in the middle of all the action in Recolle square today. She volunteered to help organize the flower festival and she always takes this sort of thing very seriously.
Do you need a hand getting your booth set up? Not sure where to find the food stands? Need some help assembling a flower crown? Cherche is right there with a bright smile.]
Need a hand?
IIb-
[Or maybe you're just at the flower festival cause you're bored and it doesn't seem like you need any help. Or have anything to do. In that case, here she is with a large box that looks awfully heavy.]
Be a dear and help me carry this, won't you?
[Her tone suggests it might not be a request so much as an expectation.]
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[It's not unusual for Cherche to show up at the station to see how all the officers are doing. She did this regularly when her husband was alive and now her oldest son is following in his father's footsteps. And as usual, she's brought food. In this case a tray of lasagna and an apple cake.
She's already invited herself into the break room where she's currently cleaning the coffee pot.]
Honestly do you boys ever clean in here?
[The question is practically rhetorical. She asks that almost every time. Honestly she doesn't mind doing this at all.]
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no
she drops it with a thunk. ]
What's inside?
[ Hopefully nothing that could be damaged ]
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[Cherche is entirely more concerned for her than the box.]
It's just some garden tools. I'm sure they're fine.
[She kneels down to pick it back up.]
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It's not heavy! I'll do it!
[ And she elbows her way in before Cherche can pick up the box, grabbing it and holding it to her chest protectively. ...It's sort of heavy. But that's not why she dropped it; she dropped it because she wanted to peek inside first and she can't do that with her arms full. Garden tools are kind of boring though... ]
Where am I carrying it to? Can I have one of them when I'm done?
[ Like, as a reward or something, for her troubles. ]
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Wildcard!
"Mrs. Yata," Officer Hitori Togusa greets her with a respectful nod of his head, just on the edge of being a bow. He glances down at his own coffee mug, and tries to hide it behind his back, as if removing the evidence that he contributed to the problem. "We do! I swear! It's just- been a little busy." Uh-hunh.
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[She dries the coffee pot and sets it on the counter.]
Well... I don't mind helping out in what little ways I can. And I'm just about to make a fresh pot of coffee so give me your cup. May as well wash that too.
[She holds out a hand expectantly. Yes, she saw that. Despite the fact that she was facing the sink at the time. Woman must have eyes in the back of her head.]
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"How have you been doing? Your son- I think he's starting to settle in here." Togusa can't help but keep an eye out on the younger officers, because he still feels like a rookie himself, comparatively. "But how are you?"
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Mrs. Yata? Certainly.
[She takes the box with ease.]
Where should I take it?
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[Cherche thinks Cleo is a positively sweet girl. And she supports anyone with such fine aspirations as joining the force.]
They're begonia bulbs. If we plant them now they'll bloom in the summer. Won't that be lovely?
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Do they grow that quickly? I admit I don't know much about flowers.
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No doubt he actually also supplies the bakery once and a while too, so he doesn't see it as theft, only as sharing the goods. At her comment about the state of the room, he looks down at his cup, adds another heaping teaspoon of sugar and takes a sip.]
I wouldn't know; I'm just passing by.
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[That explains why she doesn't know him. How curious.]
Do you mind if I ask what you were passing through for?
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[Waving a hand vaguely in the air, he finishes the cup of coffee-flavored sugar and takes it over to the sink and cleans it up. He might be a little of a loafing freeloader on his best days, but Tsukasa at least had a few residues of manners to him. Even if he tends to complain about having to resort to them.]
Waiting for a couple officers so I can get their statements on a couple things. Do you work here?
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Ma! You don't have to do that.
[ He attempts to take the coffee pot. Attempts because his hands tentatively hover in the air as he tries to figure out how to do it without making her angry, and fails. He knows she's been doing this since the beginning of time, but it was honestly less embarrassing before he started working here. ]
Argh... I clean what I can!
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[She finishes washing the pot and then hands it off to him.]
The towel is on the counter next to you.
[And while he's drying she's going to a cabinet for some fresh ground coffee.]
1/2
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iia
[Minako is at that awkward age of not knowing when to call someone older by their name or their surname, but right now she's too hassled to think too much on that. She's got one box of seeds under one arm, and a box of hedge clippers in the other, and her phone pressed to her ear.]
No, I wasn't talking to you, your name isn't Cherche, right? Just hold on a second-- [She looks up at the other woman with hope in her eyes.]
If it's not too much trouble?
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[If anyone understands how quickly things can pile up, it's Cherche. She very carefully takes the box of hedge clippers. and holds it in both hands in front of her.]
Put the seeds on top. I can carry both.
[And that should free up Minako's hands.]
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Unfortunately, both Mao and the forecast were wrong, and now he's standing in the middle of all these beautiful flowers, the sun cracking the sidewalk, and he's suffering. He's still here to help, though... but first he's going to sneeze a few times. At least he covers his nose and mouth for it but it means he can't take the box yet. Be right with you, Mom. ]
Sure. Where does it need to go?
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[But she sets the box down at her feet instead of handing it off. And then pulls little packet of tissues out of her pocket and offers that to him instead.]
Seems like the flowers are getting a little rough with you. If it's too much you know you don't have to stay.
[She appreciates that he came to help but she doesn't want her baby to suffer.]
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He happens to walk into the break room right as Cherche is griping about the state of the place. All he can do is offer a sheepish smile.]
Sorry, Mrs. Yata. We mean to keep it tidy, really.
[Did he leave his spoon in the sink? He can't remember...]
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[But even though she's scolding there's still a fond smile on her face. Cherche really doesn't mind doing this for them.]
Now have a seat and I'll get you some lasagna. You look like you could use a good hot meal.
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Wildcard
[The comment draws a quiet laugh or two from officers near enough to hear -Mariko Kawaguchi is no where near the picture of femininity that Cherche is, even when she turns on the charm. She is in the office for a change and she greets Mrs. Yata with a smile and a wave leagues warmer than the one used for other visitors.]
Do you need any help with that?
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I'll have to see about throwing a little influence around myself then.
[She punctuates that with a pointed look at the other officers.]
And thank you, but I can manage this. However, I couldn't seem to find the coffee filters. They weren't in the cupboard with the the coffee.
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IIb
Of course, he doesn't have a girlfriend and a man of his size tends to draw looks, but he doesn't care about that. He's comfortable in his own skin and he's looking to have a nice time. However, when a pretty redhead stops him and "asks" for his help, he stops short and looks down at her.]
Uh, yeah, sure.
[He takes the box from her and doesn't blink at the weight. Yeah, it's heavy, but he benches about as much as that on a daily basis. He flashes her a smile as he adjusts it so that he has some sort of balance to move about.]
Where to, pretty lady?
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The information tent. They told me they're out of the free commemorative prints.
[Which explains why the box is so heavy. Large stacks of paper are always heavier than they look.]
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