Realistic or Modern Small Town Crime (In character)

[Paolumu]

March 30th

9:56 AM

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• The Letter
• Harlow
• Yaki
• Roman

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  Just two weeks ago, the courier was paid good money to leave a letter out to every household of Ensaki, their afternoons being greeted with a printed out version of a handwritten letter upon their porches and mailboxes. The letter goes as follows.
  
  Dearest residents of Ensaki, two weeks from now we’ll be expecting shipments of new residents delivered by the docks. These individuals may unnerve you at first due to their past offenses, but I will ask you to please show them kindness, for many haven’t lived ordinary lives. Volunteers with job openings or housing for these new arrivals may gather at the Starlight Grove restaurant owned by Remi McKnight for more information on the 30th. Anyone who’s interested introducing themselves to them are welcomed as well.​
• 
  
  Today would’ve been beautiful. The weather enveloped the town of Ensaki with its pleasant warmth and the lazy
  ocean tides. Saltwater lapped at the beams of these algae ridden wooden docks with seagulls were pecking at what must’ve been termites.
  It would’ve been a beautiful day. Would’ve been, if not for the ugly boat in the spanking middle of it.
  
  The pure white, steel walking ramp against the old docks bore a surreal contrast, like two worlds who have met for the first time. While commotion came from the inside of the ship, soon a metallic echo of a dress shoe meeting the walkway would cause a few seagull's heads to turn curiously and startle sand fleas off the decks with plops of water to follow. The clinks of the shoes seemed to belong to none other than Roxy Harlow, a woman of tall stature and a bright grin with a rather large dog sauntering down alongside her, held by with an almost comically thin leash that looked like it was about to snap into two at any moment.
  “Ahhh~, what splendid day we have here!” Her voice boomed as she landed joyfully upon the wooden decks that had a worrying creak to them, motioning toward the police officers that were queuing up the criminals behind her. “Well, hurry up there lads! We can’t have a town become antsy on us!” Harlow gave a pearly white grin. “Oh, and do me a favor will you? We need the these perps lined up for a body count. Much appreciation!” Before Paige and Kai could agree to anything, Harlow spun on her heel back to face the village and took in the salty air while she stretched, already settled on the conversation. The boat was great and all, but gosh golly that farewell with the captain of the operation her long and boring. She didn't quite understand why he recommended to only look at their documents when they've introduced the townsfolk and criminals, but the curiosity has been digging into her hard.
  "Oh!"
  Her grey eyes glanced around the brightly lit valley. She’d seen it in pictures before, but my was inspecting it in real person different! Seeing the trees sway so gently along to the distant symphonies of birds above was something she didn’t know she wanted before.. Of course this town was lacking on the civilization side, though hopefully not for long.. “Cute, isn’t it Scotch?” Whilst she waited for Kai and Paige, she knelt down to scratch Butterscotch's ears, who stopped briefly from the beetle he was sniffing to lean into the scratching, a tongue goofily hanging out of the side of his mouth. “Hehe, don’t worry boy, you’ll get your chance to explore later.." She kissed his forehead.
  
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• 
  
  Thud, thud.
  Soon after the two frankly unique-looking cops yanked every other criminal of the boats’ prison chambers, a man with obsidian black hair and a flashy outfit joined before he could've been yanked as well, seeming to be unaware of how ridiculously ruffled his obsidian black hair looked after sleeping on his side throughout the trip. When his red sneakers hit the boat’s deck, Noriyaki Futomoto wished the trip would've lasted a few hours longer, letting out a sigh of annoyance slighter out to join the soft, salty breeze. It relieved him, how cool air felt nice on his yet-to-heal black eye.. However, right after stepping out of the shade, the sun smacked him with the harsh ray with the sunlight they had deprived him of in his cell, like Ensaki itself threw a handful of salt into his black eye. “Ow, stupid sun!” If this wasn’t the greatest welcome into the place we would be living at, he didn’t know what was.
  One of the rules about C.R.I Yaki remembered until his attention span was swapped onto how interesting the floor looked, was that criminals were allowed to bring along clothes and personal items to their next destination, as long as they weren’t dangerous or enough to be used as a blunt weapon. Yaki had felt increasingly thankful for this rule when he took a pair of red rimmed sunglasses out from his backpack’s pockets, feeling stupid for not putting them before when the sun’s harsh rays mellowed entirely in an instant. While having suitcases were allowed, Yaki had never owned one, and begrudgingly stood his ground on taking his old, tattered highschool bag with him when C.R.I tried to convince him otherwise. Like hell I’m accepting anything from these people, Yaki thought to himself. Though his thoughts didn't hold for long..
  It wasn’t soon before Yaki zoned off from his current company, neared to one of the boat’s fences and surveyed the gentle shifting of the waters below. This felt.. Surreal. He’d never been on a boat before, heck the only body of water he’s seen was the gross, green lake back at his home state officials warned people not go into. But seeing this ocean so expanse, so blue.. He began to wonder what it'd be like to swim for when he'd have to escape.
  Maybe he could build a raft..
  
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• 
  
  Just before he pressed his thumb back against the lighter, Roman sucked in, and merely catching a whiff of fresh air and distant, enticing food before the smell of the nicotine trails snaking off his cigarette tainted it.. Four weeks ago on a snowy afternoon, while shoving C.R.I’s long contract with the now raw ink of his signature at the bottom into a mailbox, his gangly fingers lighted up his first dart of two years. It was funny in some sense, how in Ensaki it has become warmer since then and he hasn’t. His mother named cigarettes the Devil’s snake, a constricting, yet comforting coil that’s hard to escape from, as with all bad habits. In that case, he wondered would the relationship between them be considered a devil’s snake too. Perhaps that is why he’d smoked 5 packages since that one day..
  Roman had taken a small walk amongst the town’s flagstone walkway, making sure not to be too far off from the restaurant for when he needed to come back. It was beautiful here. You could make out sweet chatter dawning from somewhere between the pear shaped hemlock trees, the mellow chirping putting some ease to Roman’s fast heart rate and anxieties. Inside he was hoping Raina hadn’t already caught onto his lengthy disappearance by now, excusing himself to the ‘restroom’ around 10 minutes ago. Granted she was 2 years younger than him, but he felt a certain responsibility not to plague her with his irresponsible decisions to his health. If he was going to drown, he didn’t want to drag others down with him. She was too much of a good person for that..
  
  The deepest pit of his stomach told him he was being dramatic, his fears were irrational. He was only doing what he could for the town, right? Surely the townspeople hadn’t prepared a stockpile of rotten tomatoes to catapult in his direction.. Or did they? He bit his lip, his forehead pressed with a palm. “Ah, dammit. How do I even face them?” He was wearing a disheveled combo of suit pants, a button up with rolled sleeves and a black tie. Despite how much he’d put effort into making sure his outfit wasn’t hideous, he felt silly like this, trying to appear as normal despite the bags under his eyes and his 5 ‘o clock shadow. He was simply just a relic of what he was 4 years ago..
  An idea popped into his head.
  "Maybe.. Perhaps, just a little.." He convinced himself, hand itching to wrap themselves around the flask in his back pocket that he’d been meaning to save himself for after dinner.
  
  
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[Lazy Taco]

Jack Levesque
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"Get down from there and come help me Chester." Jack called out to his monkey, who quickly went toward his owner. Now that every single thing was done and ready, he started to write down on a paper so Chester would give it to Xavier and get the missing items or ingredients. "Now Chester, be a good monkey and give it to Xavier, you can go with him but don't take too long." He handed over the paper to Chester who nodded and started to search for the human creature known as Xavier, his pet. Once the monkey was out of sight, he grabbed another list that he had made earlier and started checking each item that was ready while putting an x on any item that was missing. "So we are good on almost everything but we are running low on tomatoes, onions and lettuce, need to replace a few spoons, knives and forks, but also we need a few new beer mugs because someone kept on destroying them while drunk." He called out to Remi, not trying to say a name but knew full well that Remi already knew who was that someone. Now with everything done, Jack started to head toward the basement door, wanting to check if his Fiancee was awake. He had been awake since 4:30am, so he wasn't sure if the noise woke her up during those time or if she was still sleeping after having drank too much. "Rosa, you awake?" He called out.
Mentioned: Samoyed Ch3rryBlossom28

THE GALLOWAY TWINS


Okay, he was really pissed off with Seven. Not only was the idiot asleep, but he was also acting like he was a dog and barking every once in a while. Nico growled to himself watching the idiot. Why the hell were the two of them twins? Shaking his head, Nico kicked Seven on the stomach once he heard that they had arrived. This definitely woke up the poor guy, Nico smirking at Seven before shaking his head and grabbing the small duffle bag that had his remaining clothes inside, a few books and the only psp he had with him when they had captured him.

Seven yawned as he woke up from his wonderful dream. He had dreamt that he was a dog that was running around a beautiful hill, happy being free from all the shackles surrounding him, heck, he didn't have to worry about being in prison. But that all went to waste when he felt someone kicking him in the stomach. He completely ignored the pain in his stomach and just got up from the area he was sleeping, grabbing his duffle bag that contained his clothes, a red psp and a picture of a flower and started to follow Nico.

"So what are we doing now?" Seven asked Nico who just shrugged, so Seven did what any other person would do and kicked the person in front of them in the back, said person was blocking the exit to the boat deck and he was too excited to think about just saying excuse me, nope, he wanted to be off the boat and meet new people. Nico just shook his head again, sending a look toward the fallen guy bug he said nothing, just following his stupid twin. It was up to Seven if he wanted to get trouble, but at the same time, he felt the same excitement as Seven. They weren't gonna be contained no more on those jail cells and finally be free to roam a new town. Maybe he could finally find someone that would let him help them, maybe see if a doctor wanted his help or a veterinarian if the doctor didn't want his help. Now that though about it, they hadn't seen the stupid doctor that wanted to know their secret.
Mentioned: Paolumu

Vladimir Kain/Dong-Wook Shin

Kai was many things. He was a giant that had fallen in love with a shorty known as Paige, he was an enforcer but one thing he wasn't at time, well that was being patient. He hadn't felt good the whole boat ride toward Ensaki. He really hated being on boats for a long time. So during the whole boat ride, he had placed his head on Paige lap and had quickly run out when they had reached their destination. He had raised an eyebrow when he saw that Harlow was the first person out. Looks like said detective was really excited to be in this new place. He wasn't excited at all but was looking forward to meeting the new people in the town and visiting every store in the area.

Watching the new scenery, he sighed to himself before heading back inside quickly. "Maggots, come outside and get in line, we are gonna count each and everyone here." He called out to them before heading back and watching Harlow for a bit, watching her talking with her dog. He turned to look down when he saw his ferret, Nami, running toward him. Oh yeah, he almost forgot his precious kiddo. Bending down, he held out his hand so that the ferret could climb onto his neck. He smiled once the ferret did it, who cuddled up to his neck, with Kai giving the ferret a small kiss. "Good girl."
Mentioned: t s u k i​

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Rosalyn Frey

It wasn't uncommon for Rosalyn to be sleeping at her fiance's place, even though she still technically had one at the shop. It also wasn't uncommon for her to be sleeping through most of the day. It was amazing she even got anything done. Right now Rosalyn was sprawles out on Jack's bed on her stomach. A light snore comimg out. She loved having his bed to herself. She slept so much better knowing that she got to sleep in while he had to work.....She should technically be at work too but since the newbies were coming today, and they were stopping by the restaurant, she decided to take off and wake up when they get here. Momo wanted some extra help and she asked her to put their name in to house someone.

"Rosa, are you awake?" Rosalyn's snoring stopped abrutbtly and a few seconds after she groaned. "I don't wanna get up yet." She reached for a pillow and held it close. "Bed.Sleep.So comfortable." She muttered. Suddenly a light snoring could be heard again, signalling she had fallen back to sleep. Her sister always said the girl needed someone to shake her to actually wake her up.
Lazy Taco​

 

[spooked.duke]

[ Percival Blanchette ]
Percival had always been a morning person. He enjoyed living life to the fullest and to him the only way to do that was to be wide awake by 7:30 AM to prepare himself for another spectacular day in the town of Ensaki. He had prepared himself a hot cup of coffee and a plate full of pancakes and ate in the soothing silence of his home. Perci didn't own a pet nor had a relative or significant other to share his meals with, but what he had to himself was enough for him. Or at least he settled for it. After washing his plate and utensils he took a hot shower and quickly changed into his modest attire of a loose white shirt and a fitting pair of slacks. His routine was constant, and right after combing his hair and tying it into a small ponytail he exited his home to take his morning jog. Before leaving his front lawn however, at the corner of his eyes he noticed the red little handle of his mailbox was lifted up, signaling that he had mail. Though for most residents this would be the usual, everyone recieved mail now and then, but not Perci. All of his mail would be sent to Piper, his playwright and closest friend. As the lead actor of the town theater, he would be sent quite the number of fan mail. But due to his extreme (and rather stupid) phobia of cats, he never had the courage to read any of them without them being filtered by Piper for any trace of feline aspects within it. This strange occurence of actually having mail directly sent to him gave him a rush of curiosity and anxiety. What could possibly be inside? It shouldn't be anything dangerous if it directly was sent to me... right?

With curiosity overpowering his anxiety he opened his mailbox to collect the letter. Relief rushed through Perci as he realized it was just a letter written by the town courier. Thank heavens. Opening the letter right then and there on his front lawn he quickly began to read through the neatly written page of paper, only to have a giddy smile on his face as he finished reading it. "This is wonderful!" He exclaimed, completely ignoring the fine print of "Many haven't lived ordinary lives" his mind was too focused on imagining a welcoming performance for the newcomers, what a great way to provide them entertainment and encourage them to audition for a job at the town theater! "I have to tell Piper." With his happy smile still on his pretty boy face, he began his jog towards his favorite (and only) playwright's home. He wasn't sure if she had heard the news already, and if she had he could always walk with her to the restaurant to meet the new folks! Of course he wanted her to meet them as well. "That clever mayor, always finding a way to make this town better day by day!" A hearty chuckle escaped the actor's lips, he ought to give that man a great big hug the moment he sees him.

 

[PinkChiffon]

Tailor

For the past two weeks, Mia has spent most of her workdays going ripping through her shop and attached atelier trying to get it in half decent condition. To the outsider, the space looked, well, cluttered to put it politely. It was all perfectly organized, just in a way that only made sense to Mia. Since she received the letter, Mia was initially ruffled by the thought of a bunch of people with criminal histories being relocated to the place she's called home for the past few years, Mia decided to take this as a good business opportunity. She had been considering looking for an apprentice for some time now, and receive the letter pretty much left her without an excuse. Besides, it wasn't like they'd let a bunch of violent people take part in the program.

The day that the town was expecting their guest had finally arrived, and Mia was feeling haggard after being up half the night, confounded by the instructions of a new desk she was trying to put together. It had taken her several hours past what the instructions said it would have, and it had surely siphoned off some of her IQ points, but it was finally finished at the crack of dawn. Mia rubbed the sleep out her eyes and nudged her dogs awake, it was time to get them all home and cleaned up before heading to the restaurant. As Mia stepped out of her shop to lock up, she glanced back over her shoulder. She had to admit, it never looked better in there. She was feeling particularly pleased with herself as she went along her merry way.​

 

[D U H]

Heidi Titan
Most would be happy to have an opportunity such as this, but Heidi's focus on nausea was distracting her from her happy new life. Her mother's friend had promised her that these people would take good care of her. There were weird people everywhere. One guy, in particular, wouldn't stop barking. Which made Heidi wonder was he here because he was mentally ill and thought he was a dog...like split personalities. Saying it out loud, she realized she sounded like an idiot. Stepping off the boat, she was hit with the harsh rays of sunlight and then hit again when she tripped over a rock on the floor, "AHHHHH." She knew it. She was cursed the work of her ancestors. Looking up at the sky, she screamed, "I curse you, grandmama!" Out of all the families, god could have thrown her in. Sighing, she finally managed to pick herself up, which proved to be a bad idea when she suddenly felt pain in her right knee. I guess wearing a dress wasn't a good idea. Eyeing her bleeding knee and then a dragon-hold up. Picking up the dragon, she realized that it was a hand.

Looking down, the rock was now a man, "Hello?" Realization suddenly hitting her in the face and jumping off the man that was once a rock., "Oh god. I'm so sorry-Are you dead?" Examining the man to make sure he was alright. Once doctor Heidi examined the patient anger began to build her face could have most likely been mistaken for a tomato. "Why are you sleeping on the floor!?" At first glance, this guy looked like a gangster with that many tattoos. A wise decision would have been to apologize, but wisdom does not run in the Titan family.
tags: Paolumu

 

[Pilgrim59]

Saryn Marlowe
Ensaki Square​

Marlowe got up from her sleeping bag and tidied it proper, before eyeing herself in the small pocket mirror that was laden with whats left of her makeup. Ever since her arrival in Ensaki, she had relinquished the idea of submitting herself in one of the families. They've got their hands full, to say the least, and for the foreseeable future, Marlowe was content with what nature had to offer. Her time in the military had taught her much about bivouet and camping techniques. Even now, she can't imagine herself melting into the comfort of a mattress. One of her fears was sinking right through said soft mattresses. She needed to save up whats left of her pensions for supplies and such. She was keen on building her own cabin at some point, and then a small farm.

Marlowe parted her tent, having fastened and secured her gear, of which consisted of a satchel, a camouflaged backpack and a couple of cooking utensils. Lucky for her, the small town's outskirts were filled with wildlife and conveniently she had chosen to camp next to a riverbed. For the past few days, warmwater brought her abundant anchovies. On rainy days, she would have to deal with leftovers, as the fish themselves don't take kindly to surfacing on drizzles. A simple life in the wild was more than she could hope for, although utilities would very much be worthwhile. Her main investments - soaps and fishing guides. In the summer, fishing was of the priority, with hopes of a big catch from the sea. Certain wild fruits would prove prudent to attend to, as she did. A sucker for sweet stuff, anything sweet would go straight to her basket and then some. For breakfast, granola bars and bottled water. Maybe drop by the McKnights for lunch, she planned.

Thankfully, Marlowe had been paid well by the Mayor to deliver some letters around town. It seemed important enough to catch her attention. Two weeks have past since, and her mundane foraging life was more or less on the secondary side. Everyday, Marlowe attended to the town hall, bearing a handful of letters to deliver and making sure the schedules were jotted down proper. The latter was a job for the Mayor's secretary, but the young Marlowe insisted on lending a hand where she could, and some occasional errands that requires speed. Marlowe was the prime candidate for that. She did not indulge in alcohol or tobacco, sparing her lungs and livers from detrimental issues. The same cannot be said about the mayor, but she digress.

Ruffled hair, a pair of rounded glasses in her pocket, and a loose jacket, Marlowe paced herself towards the town. It was time to go to work, with certain anticipation of Ensaki's new faces. She took a sip from her water bottle and then finished off her granola bar on the go. She eventually spotted the Mayor waltzing around, as if roaming in his thoughts. Adjusting her hat slightly, she hastened herself towards him.

"Mornin' Chief! Hehe! The newcomers are towin' in today right? I wonder what they're lik-... Oi. What's with the shady look?" Marlowe greeted the man with energy, then briefing a glance at his hand, of which was reaching for his flask. ( Paolumu )

"A bit early for that, doncha think? Ah whatever floats your boat. Anyways, what ya got for me today? Any letters or packages that needs delivering?" she continued, sashaying by Romano's side.

While she was not one to dissuade him of his alcohol consumption, Marlowe was keen on at least keep him company lest he stumble on a rock or a squirrel falls on his face. Marlowe shivered at the thought of a squirrel coming out of nowhere. It was something about them that spooked her so, even in her thoughts.

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[Larstral]

Kazim Dagher
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Kaz had awoken early and had already been busy for some time. There was no such thing as a lie-in when you had chickens to let out, feed, give water to and collect eggs from, and there were some sheds that would need cleaning later on, not to mention parasite treatment. As he reached the bottom of his final chicken field, he stopped by a fencepost and watched fondly as the little red birds began to distribute themselves busily across the pasture. He had a lot of birds now, he realized, even without counting the Sebright Bantams; and they had eggs incubating to boot.

Lately he had begun to ponder upon the idea of taking on workers. Kaz still planned to keep his business hands-on and personal; he had no interest in creating some massive commercial scheme at the potential detriment of animal welfare, but there was no doubt even this was a lot for one man to handle alone, especially if he planned to get seriously involved in showing and breeding on his side project. There was undoubtedly demand for his produce, and Kaz had taken to dreaming about how he could progress things further within his community, maybe open a little farm shop some day and stock other local goods, maybe a café; hell, even keep a few more animals for petting and open the place up to the public for farm tours. Or just stick to chickens. Kaz could visualise it now, the lights, the gaudy entrance sign; Kaz's Ultimate Chicken Experience...he chuckled to himself as he let himself out through a dilapidated wooden gate, largely held together with bailer twine. He'd need to get this place cleaned up a bit before starting anything like that.

On his way back to the barnyard he passed the mailbox, and opened it to check for post. A flyer for Chinese takeaway, what looked to be a bank statement, a brochure for farm equipment...and a letter.

Curious, Kaz ripped open the envelope and read its contents. How strange, he thought to himself, studying it closely. These individuals may unnerve you at first due to their past offences...Kaz frowned slightly. He wasn't sure what to make of that. Kaz had only lived in Ensaki a few years now but he had grown to love its small, quirky community; he hoped that the arrival of whoever these strange newcomers were would not bring trouble.

There was a soft, exclamatory 'prrp!' sound as Geoffrey, the old blind cat, walked gently into Kaz's legs, then slowly began to wind himself around them. Kaz bent down to scritch the cat's head and folded the letter up, thoughtfully. Well, the Mayor must know what he's doing, he reasoned, straightening up once more. Maybe he would attend the restaurant meeting and see for himself what these new arrivals were like.

After all, the Mayor wants only the best for our town, Kaz deduced; it wasn't as if he'd allow anyone really crazy to enter, right? I'll most likely be pleasantly surprised, Kaz thought brightly and, picking up his corn bucket, set off to continue his morning's work.

 

[Larstral]

Shasta Lopez
Mentions; Heidi D U H , Kai Lazy Taco
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Shasta had just experienced boat travel for the very first time, and at present she intended passionately for it to be her last. She had never felt quite so sick in all her born days.

Her guts still felt tender as she finally stepped off the boat, gripping the railing tightly, slowly becoming accustomed to the now-stationary horizon. She walked gingerly a few paces across the beach, stopped, and squinted at her surroundings in the sunlight. From a little way behind her she heard a scream and a soft thump, followed by 'I curse you, grandmama!'. She tensed, but made the decision to ignore it.

Looking around at her fellow prisoners, she scowled. Some people were way too excited for what would clearly turn out to be some kind of alternative punishment program, no doubt some governmental scheme to put useless vagrants like herself to profitable use instead of costing taxpayers' money festering in prison, Shasta thought cynically. At least she had been allowed some of her clothes and jewellery. That was some small mercy. But small mercies never came without big catches, Shasta reckoned darkly; indeed, this was probably some sinister attempt at making these prisoners look like ordinary, well-treated workers in the public eye, in order to cover-up a lifetime of gruelling hard labour to follow. Wherever people like Shasta were going, it was certainly never going to be anywhere fun, she believed. And don't I deserve this, she thought, wearily.

'Maggots, come outside and get in line, we are gonna count each and everyone here,' Shasta heard Kai call out, interrupting her thoughts.

The hell put you in charge, big guy, Shasta grumbled internally to herself, but nevertheless trudged reluctantly across the beach to join the line of criminals. Her younger self might have argued, might have ran, might have rebelled at first sight of freedom, but Shasta knew better than to rebel these days. Especially when your enforcer stood at 6'8.

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Sakura Rosewood (#FF1493 )

Sakura had been up and running around since 5:30 this morning. Well up is a relative term. She didn't get much sleep last night because she was super excited about the new people coming to town! There was a radiant energy around the girl. She was happy because finally new people and of course it meant that she would get some help on her farm. With the extra help she would be able to put more time towards her other job as a florist. Sakura hummed as she walked over to the last paddock of horses to bring in, she had a few halter in hand. Putting her fingers up to her lips she made a loud whistle. A loud whinnie was made in return as her beloved horse Sprinkle's came galloping up to her, the others following behind but not as energetic.


Sakura patted the appy's neck before opening the gate (closing it behind her) and putting halters on the other three horses. She then opened the gate again and left it open. Sprinkles then took her spot next to the fence post to allow Sakura and easy way to hope onto the mare back. "Alright Sprinkles. Lets head back now." This was her favorite part of her morning routine. It made her appreciate her horse every single day that she could just hope on her with nothing and she'll just listen to her leg. Sakura did this because the walk back was pretty far and it just made it easier, and quicker to get them all back this way.

After bringing the horses in and feeding them it was time to do stalls. By the time she finished (there were so many stalls!) and looked at her watch she gasped. She was going to be late to the meeting! "I'll be back to get you after I shower Sprinkles!" Like many in the town, Sakura only had her horses to get around. It was why Sprinkles only got hay this morning and no grain.

After a quick shower, Sakura got dressed in her usual clothing and put her hair up and headed back to the stables. It was nice being on the same property. Made traveling easier. Sakura grabbed a random towel and opened Sprinkle's stall. She tossed the towel on along with a neck rope, aka the oh shit rope, onto Sprinkles. It was easy for Sakura to ground mount the mare before heading out towards town.

"I can't wait to meet them!" She squealed. Her mount just huffed at that. Sakura dismounted once she got to Remi's restaurant and put Sprinkles in with Coco. "Now be good you two!" She called out before heading inside. "Good morning everyone!" She sang while opening the door.

Lazy Taco Samoyed​

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Momo Frey( #DC143C )

Momo wasn't an early riser to say the least but she had to be with a sister like Rosalyn. The blacksmith's shop opened at 8 am sharp and Momo had to make sure everything was prepared. She got the furnace running first since it usually took a while to warm up, Before counting the drawer. She knew her sister never did this for she was always eager to leave work to go to the bar. Momo sighed at the thought. How that girl ended up getting engaged was beyond her. And to someone like Jack? That boy has his work cut out for him.

Thinking of Jack reminded her that today was the day that they were getting their new members of society. Rosalyn had taken the day off for it so they could get some more help in the shop but she wondered if the girl was even up for the job. She probably wasn't even awake yet. At this point Momo was currently poking the fire with a stick to get it going faster. Her mind went into thought as she debated on heading there herself. It would give her a chance to see Remi and eat some of her food. Boy did Momo love her food. That woman sure knew how to cook.

Shaking her head Momo got rid of the thoughts of her food. It was so tempting but she knew she had to stay and run the shop. "I swear if that girl doesn't bring us help that'll be the end of her." Momo did one last poke before grabbing her hammer (yes its hers. It has her initials on it) and continued working on a project for a customer.​

 

[frito]

Not only had JJ woken up late, but she couldn’t find her skateboard for the life of her.

Seeing as she was never a big Where’s Waldo enthusiast, she quickly gave up the search and instead decided on an impromptu roller skate practice for the day.

After getting ready and making sure her majesty Annabelle was attended to she quickly made her way out the door. She had been running low on some ingredients (and, admittedly, stickers) so she had planned for a stop at the store.

JJ checked her pockets for everything: keys, wallet, backpack on her back; but most importantly the very important list for her shopping.

Taking one last glance at the list, JJ locked up the cafe and strolled along, her roller skates gliding along the pavement.

She took in the sight around her, eyes landing on the rather severely overflowing mailbox that belonged to her.

Huh... She should probably check that at some point.

Shrugging, JJ continued along, whistling some random tune as she did so. She was still minding her own business when she came across a... boat?

Who would be visiting this place?

She stuffed her hands into her jacket pockets, slowing down significantly to get a better look at the boat she was approaching. Taking one hand out to block the sun she got a better view of everyone aboard.

New people?

New people?!

Like an excited dog whose owner just arrived she began joyfully jumping up and down, waving her arms about.

“HI! IT’S NICE TO SEE ALL OF YOU!”

Apparently she didn’t realize she wasn’t as loud as she thought she was, as all they could hear was muffled yelling unless they had super hearing abilities. But what added to this sight was the blob of colors jumping up and down.

It was a mystery to how she didn’t fall.

 

[D U H]

Raina Vuslat
Watching the mayor go into the restroom, Raina's mind was put to ease. Now she could focus on the restaurant- particularly this knife. Picking up a knife off a random table. Sighing imagining all the possible ways criminals could use this. Guaranteed none of them were murders but just to be safe. Catching Jack go down to the basement, she followed him, which was stupid. She could have just called his name. Finally catching up to him ignoring the fact that he was talking, she handed him the knife, "Pick all these off the tables." Turning to leave, she stopped herself remembering something, "If you plan to have flowers on the table, don't bother one of the guests might be allergic." Raina had read about this. She had stayed up all night reading on how to greet guests and make sure they are having a good time.

Going back to the bathroom, Raina wondered what was taking him so long. Diarrhea? Knocking on the bathroom door for the 10th time, It was after that she had gone into panic mode. Not realizing that no one was in there, and she could have just turned the knob. But who would have thought that she could break the door open with a chair? Once the broken door fell to the ground with a loud thump, Raina assumed he was outside. Giving the broken door along with the chair one last look, she was off. Not before putting the now three-legged chair back into its place, hoping no one sits on it. And there he was outside talking to Ms. Saryn. Walking up to them, she greeted the courier. But not before she took the cigarette and putting it out. Not wanting the mayor to smell like nicotine when his guest arrived, "I got word that they have arrived at the docks. I thought you had diarrhea because you weren't there."
tags: Pilgrim59 Lazy Taco Paolumu

 

[plague rats]

WYATT
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Wyatt’s leg thumped arrhythmically against the floor as he stared at the floor, face blank except for the panic lighting his eyes. Sure, it sounded like a good deal- get out of prison, cool it with some backwoods hicks until they forgot he was there and he could bum his way back to a city. Then he was actually on the boat with alarm bells clanging through his nervous system.

Stupid idiot. Stupid stupid idiot. Stupid stupid stupid idiot.

Boats were fine. Wyatt thought he liked boats, he’d spent a few pleasant days with a speed boat that his friend claimed to own. What he didn’t like were the guards and all the steel and the guy barking like a dog and the actual giant dog. Christ, he didn’t even know where Ensaki was. He kept his head in his hands for most of the trip, eyes shut and teeth working furiously at his lower lip.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit.

By the time the boat rocked to a stop Wyatt wished he’d just stayed in prison. He understood prison and his cellmate had been talking about brewing a little wine for his birthday. Right now he could’ve been kicked back in his bunk, sipping sweetened drain cleaner and eating spread. But instead he was ushered none too gently off the boat, patched up duffel bag pressed tightly against his chest. It was more for show than anything else. All he had was a few changes of clothes and a pack of beyond stale cigarettes. But it was his and that was all that was keeping him grounded as he shuffled off the boat.

The town was pretty in a way that made it seem fake. For a moment he could pretend this was okay. He was just a guy on vacation, a guy who could just keep walking. His shoulders slumped down from their tense hold as a soft salty breeze cooled the sweat on his forehead. A vacation would be nice. Feet in the water, ass in the sand. A barked order from the unsettlingly large guard jolted him back to reality and he fixed a blank stare on his face as he shuffled towards the line up. The sooner this was over with the sooner he could find something to help him forget he was here.



FRANKIE

There was an extra bounce in Frankie’s step as they went through their morning routine. Already an early riser, excitement had pushed them out of bed hours ago and after a quick stretch and breakfast they were busy with the morning chores. Pruning and weeding and turning over the compost and fixing the greenhouse door which had fallen off overnight again did little to release their bubbly energy.

No matter how much they loved their little paradise Frankie was accustomed to crowds and noise and strangers. A whole boat of new people was the most exciting news they’d gotten since their peach tree graft took. And if the newcomers needed work Frankie had plenty of that. They catalogued potential projects as they walked the property, pausing to sketch out a rough herb spiral in an unused patch near the root vegetables. Hopefully one of them would be interested in farming, Frankie had known plenty of people who’s green thumb dabbled in less than legal activities and the skills transferred over pretty easily. Maybe they could even get that hydroponic set up going, they’d had the supplies for it shoved in the back of a shed for months. Frankie had never been a boss but they were pretty confident they’d be a good one.

An idea bloomed all at once and Frankie veered off for the shed, wrestling an old milk crate out of a stack of garbage. It got a quick rinse under the hose and then they were back in the fields, carefully picking through the vines and branches and dirt to inspect their crops. Before long they had a carefully curated bundle of fruits and vegetables, decorated with a few edible flowers for flair. All that was left was to give themselves a quick hose off and strap the crate to the back of their bike.

They cruised towards town, legs barely working the pedals as they enjoyed the cool air against nearly clean skin. Before they reached the town proper they hopped off the road, rolling to a stop at the edge of Kaz’s farm. “Kazim!” They drew out the second half of his name, voice lilting up in a singsong. “The chickens will never self-actualize if you smother them! Come gawk at the boat with me.” They offered up a pleasantly curved carrot as incentive, leaning over the piecemeal fence.



tag: L Larstral

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Alicia Wong (#BA55D3 )

Alicia had moved into town with the youngest criminal, Mae, a few weeks ago. They wanted her here before hand so she could settle in and get to know everyone in the village. Alicia took Mae with her because she though it was best for the underage delinquent to also be registered in the school and at least be semi settled in before having to go through....whatever it was they were supposed to be doing here. Honestly in the time that they've been here Alicia has been more distracted by the dynamics of the townies more than anything. She had her eye are a particular male. (aka Mae's teacher) and had enlisted Mae's help. Not very adulting of her but honestly it felt it kept the girl out of trouble.

"Mae! It's time to head out! We need to meet everyone by the docks." Alicia was currently in her 2 bedroom house that she shared with the teen. She slipped on her shoes and then thru her doctor's coat on before heading to the door. She waited for Mae to come out before heading out. They had a little bit of a walk, something Alicia has to get use to. It was weird that they weren't using cars to travel in the town. She did have to admit it allowed for a lot of fresh air that she normally didn't get in the city.

Once they were at the docks, Alicia stuffed her hands into the coat's pockets and started humming a tone. "It's so exciting that everyone is finally coming today. I hope this whole thing turns out well." When the boats were finally seen in the distance a huge grin formed on Alicia's face and when they got closer, she started to frantically wave at them. When the boats docked she looked at Mae, "Stay here and be good. Don't cause trouble." Before heading to Harlow.

"I' so happy you all made it safely! Mae is here as well." SHe nodded over at the girl. " Settling in well and a lot of the townies are pretty excited about them coming." Sakura flashed through her mind. The pink haired girl sought her out when she first came into town and couldn't hide her excitement for new people. "Any way, I came to make sure everyone got here safely."​

Paolumu Samoyed

 

[Larstral]

Kazim Dagher
Mentions; Frankie ( plague rats )
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Kaz had just been on his way to tend to the Golden Sebright Bantams when he heard a familiar voice coming from the edge of the barnyard. He turned, to see none other than Frankie leaning on the old wooden fence, which was partly rotten and bowing just slightly under their weight. He grinned.

'Bud, you're bending my fence!' Kaz cried overdramatically in mock alarm as he sauntered over; 'That's, like, the best bit of fence I have on this whole farm!'

He stopped on the other side of the fence, and set down his corn bucket.

'Nice carrot,' he said, amusedly, examining the vegetable in Frankie's hand; 'very...bendy. So, you got the letter too then? Well, thing is...'

Kaz paused, and looked back in the direction of the chicken sheds. The red mite check could probably wait a little while, he decided.

'Ah, nevermind, sure, why not,' he said at last, in response to Frankie's request, then laughed; 'may as well go and see if this bunch are as unnerving as the letter says!'

Kaz took a moment to select the least precarious-looking section of fence before him, then stepped onto the lower rung and swung himself over onto Frankie's side. There was a dry, cracking sound, and the lower rung splintered as he stepped back down from it. Kaz stopped and stared at the damage.

'That was your fault, Frankie,' he tutted, jokingly.

 

[Paolumu]

• Harlow
• Yaki
• Roman

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  Mentions: frito Ch3rryBlossom28 Lazy Taco (briefly)
  
  
  “HI! IT’S SO NICE TO MEET ALL OF YOU!”
  
  The alarmed woman and dog immediately unbent themselves from the ground at the sound, rising to their full heights like a puppeteer yanked up on the strings holding them together. However, Harlow’s fists quickly unraveled and the ends of her smile further tugged up when she processed the words and the source.
  Ah! What a warm welcome from Ensaki! “WHY HELLO THERE SMALL TOWN CITIZEN!!” She hollered back, her wave much more polite than the volume of her voice. “TODAY’S WEATHER IS WONDERFULLY CLEAR! IS IT ORDINARILY LIKE THIS-hmm?” Her grin lessened back into her typical friendly smile, bobbed hair swaying when she turned toward Alicia and the teenager beside her. But rather than looking apologetic, her hand quickly raised to cover the giggle that let out while her other waved a 'hold on' gesture toward the energetic woman in the distance. “Ah no, how embarrassing! If I known this happy-looking family was here, I would’ve avoided blowing out your eardrums! Hehe!” After digesting the two girls’ unique appearances, she clasped her hands quite happily. “Oh! I’ve heard about you two from my superior! It’s superb to see Mae establishing herself here in swell. I’m glad you came to check up on us, truly like a doctor I see.” Her hands slid into her pockets, briefly glancing into the direction where she thought she heard some sort of.. Metallic thud? With two blondes walking from it, she assumed it was probably just them dropping their luggage down, thinking nothing much of it. "Hmm.. The criminals here are doing quite fine actually—before this trip, that was, we’re currently rounding them up now.” She paused. “Ah, wait, except for two, one has a black eye, you see. And the other..” Ah.. The other. She cupped her chin and looked off, burying up the suppressed memory. “Well, I don’t know which one, but I could hear them barking from my headquarters.. I’m afraid that they’re either attention-seeking or need mental help. Do any of the townspeople of Ensaki have qualifications in psychology?” Hand still by her chin, she made a tiny finger gun movement and a wink. Even when she talked about all of this, her polite smile didn’t falter once, appearing totally unconcerned.
  
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  Mentions: D U H Lazy Taco
  The footsteps approaching hadn't crossed Yaki’s mind. For a singular moment, watching the sky’s reflection within the deep abyss rise and fall, his muscles began to ease, mind drifting away from his plan of escape and instead getting.. For the first time in a while, calmed. He bit his lip, this was the last place anyone should’ve been relaxing, but.. What was the harm of enjoying this, just for a few seconds..? He breathed from his nose, hands tightening round the steel fence while leaning a bit closer, and making a fishy hint coming from somewhere in the ocean, wondering what kind of seafood they might have in this place. As far as Yaki could tell, he wasn’t in the way of anyone, but..
  The word disoriented for a moment. A light poke on his back became a gravity warping push, which wasn’t so bad, until someone’s loud, brief cry of pain that sounded like his called out the instant the pressure on his back slammed him face-first into the steel boat floor. A metallic slam echoed out, and with his entire body being overwhelmed with the crushing pain of being bashed into something hard, he couldn’t even distinguish that the whimpering voice was his, otherwise he could’ve been embarrassed by now.
  His head was pounding. What a cold welcome to Ensaki.
  For a second, the world went black.
  The ocean was replaced with the black tar of damp pavement, and instead of the sky, the puddles were casting back the city’s neon lights upon its rippling surface. It was drizzling outside. He was in an alleyway. The puddles were slowly losing the neon blurs, being diluted with.. Something crimson?
  Damn, damn, damn, damn it all hurt, it hurt. Immediately his flight response kicked in, but when he pressed his hands to the ground and lifted, he was met with another pulse of pain that drew him back into the real world.
  Someone tripped over him.
  “Arghhhh, god dammit!!!” He hastily shielded his stinging black eye after being greeted by Ensaki’s cruel light yet again. A raw imprint on his face was slowly losing its red when he separated from the over welcoming ground. Wait, since when did he get on the ground?
  
  He didn’t get to question that for long, because soon, the echo of his face hitting metal faded away and he caught onto some distant, far off voice. Squinting his one eye, he could barely make out strange, squiggly orange blurs coming from a figure next to him, realizing the voice much closer than his ringing ears made them out to be. Was that orange stuff.. Hair..?
  The person.. They were sounding really angry.
  Oh. Oh no.
  “N-no.. No, no, please, go away!! Don’t hurt me anymore! I’ll get you your money, I swear, don’t kill me!!!!” Before the orange-haired lady could even respond, Yaki threw his backpack at her. “TAKE IT! Take it!!! Just, please, please don’t..” When he started making out the woman's features, his voice slowly died down and got replaced by a more confused one. “... Ah? Wh-who the hell are you??? Where am-..” When he looked around, the gentle swaying of the boat and the salty breeze caught his attention. In that instant, he wasn't sure if he could grimace any harder. "Oh.. Here... Wait, what the hell?! WHO PUSHED ME TO THE GROUND?!" He angrily spat out toward the crew members of the ship, his fists balling.
  
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  Mentions: Pilgrim59 D U H
  “AhHH!“ Roman’s back jolted upwards from his initial slouch, his yelp scaring off a few of the robins pecking at the flagstone pave in front of him. As if he couldn’t have been anymore suspicious, his hand yanked away from his pocket instinctively—a habit he’d grown after being nearly caught drinking by others so many times in the past. No, no, did someone catch him?! A guilty excuse was on it’s way to bubble out of his throat, but instead his mouth just flapped open like a fish.
  A familiar, happy-go-lucky girl with bristly hair and a backwards hat stood beside him, brimmed with a life that the Mayor had lacked just a few moments ago.. “OH! Ms. Marlowe! Welcome, did you have a pleasant day? Haha, you shook me like a leaf right there!” After speaking far too fast, he did a mix between a chuckle and a sigh, his best attempt at a grin being a crooked mess. “Sorry I gave you the wrong impression. It’s actually just filled it up with Ms. Campbell’s coffee, and since I didn’t have any water bottles I just used this instead..” Ah damn, he wasn’t even upstage and he was already stumbling over sentences over one of the only girls he’d known as one of the friendliest, tied up there with Raina. It stung to lie and pretend in front of her, but what he said was technically half-truth. Inside the flask was splashing around 60% coffee. Though that other 30%… He quickly put his mind back on subject, scratching the back of his head. “Ah, fortunately we’ll have no need for letters today. I plan that I’m going to do most the talking. Sorry I didn't give you further notice, my mind's been.. Occupied recently. Be free to take the day off Marlowe, you probably need it.” Though with how blissful simply sending letters did sound, Roman was concerned about the possibility of convicts to be paired with the wrong people. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his town, but he knew by experience certain personalities sometimes just didn’t mix. “Though you’re fully welcomed to join me! And as far as criminals go, I-AHHHH!” There came his second near-heart attack of the day. When his long-forgotten cigarette was plucked out of his hands, his panic was soon replaced with a sense of mourning when he noticed what the second brunette next to him did with it.
  "I got word that they have arrived at the docks. I thought you had diarrhea because you weren't there."
  That was a blunt way of putting it. Unlike the bathroom these past 15 minutes, his face quickly became flushed. “Ahhh R-Raina! Marlowe’s herrreeee,” Roman whispered loud enough for the both of them to hear, gesturing toward their company with his thumb as if she didn’t already notice by now. However, in a desperate act to quickly cover himself up, he abruptly cleared his throat and adjusted his tie, focusing back onto what was most important. “Ahem! But uh, much appreciation for the report, Raina! I’ll um, get to it then..” With the last bits of his sentence floating off his tongue, he glanced back at Marlowe and swallowed nervously. “Would you like to come along?” And see me act like an idiot, he bitterly thought at himself.
  

 

[Samoyed]

Remi Mcknight
Interactions: Jack ( Lazy Taco ) Xavier ( t s u k i )
Mentions: Momo ( Ch3rryBlossom28 )
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Pots and pans rattled away as the silver-haired chef was hard at work, having this day booked for months she thought they were ready for something involving almost the entire town on the premise at once it was certainly gonna be a heavily packed house for hours. With it being so risky with such a small staff and kitchen. Leaving Remi to carefully a whole new limited-time menu just for this event or else everything would have fallen apart. One of the main courses being some nicely seasoned herb roasted chickens that have been soaking up in a brine since yesterday morning, meant to be easily transferred around on a carving station right to the customer. Backed up by some green beans sauteed with some shallots, garlic, and a little squeezed lemon juice, and some of Starlight Grove’s signature roast potatoes side dish.

Remi glanced over to the medium-sized opening in the wall that comfortably separated the kitchen from the front of the house. Along with providing one of the few ventilation openings for this hot box of a kitchen, she had almost all sources of heat going at once from the ovens to the stoves, and a few warming stations for some bread twists. It was like an oven that had another oven inside it! Looking towards the oven to examine a few of the many beautiful birds “Jack all the extra sliced vegetables you need are in the walk-in! Though the chickens still have just a few more minutes to go before they’re ready for carving! Everything else should be good to go!” Moving away from the ovens back over to the stove, turning each burner off one by one.

As she went to grab a few to-go containers and a cloth bag she designed herself to safely transport food without it getting cold or ruined. “Xavier get in here! The silverware should be clean and you need to grab them from the dishwasher! I left the heat resistant gloves meant for the smoker, so you don’t have to whine about it burning you.” The silver-haired girl chuckled to herself, before continuing to speak “ Also Brother can you please get the new mugs, and clean them! They just came in this morning, we're gonna need them for tonight!” She huffed, gently scooping some soup into one of the cups, sealing the lid on tightly, and slipping it into the bag with a few of the breadsticks.

“Sebastian!” Remi called for her precious faithful extra fluffy companion, drawing his attention from the window near the front of the house where he sat patiently. As the wolf sauntered on over, he gently gripped the handles of the bag from his master and slipped out the back door of the kitchen. Easily knowing where he had to bring the bag to without even having to be told from how common of a occurrence it was for Sebastian to deliver food straight to the blacksmith for Momo.

 

[Lazy Taco]

SEVEN GALLOWAY

Seven was humming to himself, having forgotten that he had kicked somebody just because he really didn't care about saying sorry, screw that, he had flowers to go look at. It wasn't like he meant it…..actually he didn't want to do it but instinct took over and he did what he thought was right….but who the hell cares, he did it and that was it, not like anyone besides Nico saw him, right???? Aish, now this was confusing, did someone see him do it,was someone gonna rat him out and become a….. oooooh, pretty clouds. Now what the hell was he thinking about??? Oh yeah, he was thinking that time that his brother had forced somebody into a leotard just cause the guy was being an…. What was the word again???? Did he forget it again?? Whatever, he would think about it later. Now he just wanted to go eat something fancy and get to know the people from here, maybe one of them can teach him how to ride a horse. Now that sounded amazing, just the thought of riding a horse sounded exciting…. Hey wait a freaking minute, do donkeys count as horses????? Scratching his head, Seven just decided to ignore what he was thinking, not like anyone was stupid enough to handle him and his stupidity, hey, he was special and who gives a damn, not him, anyone that thought otherwise could kiss the ground, not like he gave a damn.

SIX "NICO" GALLOWAY

Nico turned to look at Seven and had to question himself on why the idiot was spacing off. Was he questioning himself again and asking himself if donkeys were horses?? What an idiot, his world will be crushed when he learns the truth. Hey, they might be twins but he would never ask that type of stupid question. "You aren't gonna apologize to the guy you kicked??" Nico whispered to Seven, who shook his head. God damn was his twin an idiot. Sometimes he had to wonder what went wrong when they were wrong. Sure they belonged to a family that only had twins, triplets or quadruplets. He had to guess that the brain cells were split, he had to guess between Seven and him, he must have gotten 90% while Seven got the remaining 10%. I mean come on, the freaking guy once got stuck inside a bathroom and couldn't figure out how to get out. Come on Seven, you were freaking 16 back then, how stupid can one be. Breathing in and out, he calmed himself down before he decided to slap Seven on the back of his head, seriously, this guy wasn't normal at all.
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Vladimir Kain/ Dong-Wook Shin​

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Kai honestly had no idea why Paige was taking so long to come out??? Honestly, was there something wrong with her? He wanted to go check up on her but had to stop himself, mainly because he had a job to do and had to enforce his law with each criminal. "Alright now that everyone is outside, I want each and everyone of you to be in your best behavior while we are here." He said to them, turning one eye to Yaki who suddenly screamed but he ignored the kid. "Before we get off, there will be some ground rules okay??" He didn't even wait for them to respond back because this was an important moment for each and everyone of these criminals. It was time for them to go back into society and Ensaki was the one town that was willing to help them do that. "Don't ever astray from the group, always do as we have ordered you all to do, don't cause trouble and most importantly, be on your best behavior, if you don't follow this simple rules, we have been ordered to enforce punishment, this is a new start in your life, so hopefully, you guys are smart enough to know that this is all done because we want to help you." He said to them. "We will be heading to the restaurant known as Starlight Grove first so that we can get something to eat, after that, we will see what else we can do before the day is over, hopefully you guys are able to find some people who are willing to offer you jobs here." With that he started to walk toward the direction of Harlow but stopped. "Follow me now." He called out to them, as he started to walk again.
Mentioned: Paolumu t s u k i
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JACK LEVESQUE

Jack was surprised when the mayor Secretary had followed him downstait and had asked him to remove the knives. What the hell? Did this lady not know personal space or something. I mean come on, he had just come downstairs to wake up his girl, but why the hell would she follow him? Did she not trust him with his job? She couldn't just tell him to remove the knives right after he had placed everything correctly on each table. What did she think? That these prisoners were savages? They were gonna come to the restaurant to eat first, so as the one and only waiter here, so no, he wasn't gonna remove the knives unless Remi ordered it, so Mayor Secretary, you can go bother someone else, he wasn't gonna listen. Sighing to himself, he shook his head as he watched Rosalyn continue sleeping, hmm, now what could force her to wake up??? He knew that she got jealous easily, so maybe he could say something about the female criminals just to see if she would wake up??? Yep, that sounded like a good idea. "I mean if you don't want to wake up, I guess I can go see if we have any cute criminals coming here??? I wonder if any of them are cute???" He wondered out loud, loud enough for Rosalyn to hear him. Just shrugging to himself, he started to walk up the stairs, heading back to the main floor. Once he got there, one area definitely caught his attention and he wasn't sure whether to get mad and hunt said person down or to punch said person. "What the freaking hell? Remi, Xavier." He called each of them out, trying to contain himself from getting mad. "I'm not sure if you guys are smart or not, but why the hell did you let the lady ruin the door to the men's bathroom?? Why did none of you stop her??" He didn't even paid attention when Remi told him where certain items were at, nope, he was really annoyed that someone had dared to ruin something in his and Remi's restaurant and none of them had stopped her. "The criminals are on their way and you both couldn't stop the idiot from destroying the door to the bathroom, I don't care if you had something to do, why did none of you stop that idiot woman from destroying it?"
Mentioned: D U H
Interaction: Ch3rryBlossom28 Samoyed t s u k i

 

[PinkChiffon]

Tailor
Interactions: Remi, Samoyed ; Jack, Lazy Taco
Mentions: Roman, Paolumu ; Saryn, Pilgrim59 ; Raina, D U H

After a short rest and getting tidied up, Mia started to eye the clock anxiously. She was aware that the boat would be arriving anytime now if it hadn't docked already. She wasn't sure why she was as nervous as she was. It wasn't like she was afraid of them. But they're new, and there are so many of them. She was so comfortable with the familiarity with living in a town as small as Ensaki, adding such a large group of new people was surely going to change things around town. Mia paced around her home, trying to distract herself until it was time to leave, which was only making her more worked up. Better early than late to these sorts of things anyways... Mia thought. She settled her dogs down and left promptly for the restaurant.

She could practically smell the place from down the block, they must have been at it for the better part of the day. Mia took note of the small group of the mayor, Raina, and Saryn. She smiled politely at them as she passed, unable to stop herself from chuckling as she caught a glimpse of Raina taking the cigarette from the mayor. Mia had to admire the woman's gumption. She ushered herself into the restaurant. "Remi, the place smells great! You can smell it from down the block!" She called back into the kitchen, not even sure if the girl would be able to hear her over the typical kitchen ruckus. "Good afternoon Jack! I figured I'd pop down a little early to see if you guys needed any-" Mia's gaze drifted around the room as she spoke. She quickly cut herself off as her expression changed to confusion, "... what happened to the chair? Oh and the restroom door?"​

 

[Larstral]

Shasta Lopez
Mentions; Kai ( Lazy Taco ), Harlow ( Paolumu )
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Wordlessly, Shasta listened to Kai's instructions and obeyed his order to follow.

A restaurant?

That was most certainly unexpected. Ever the pessimist, Shasta's expectations of such a place were low--surely, no ordinary, reputable restaurant would agree to allow the likes of herself and her fellow criminals through its doors. It would probably be some kind of grimy, prison-sanctioned temporary cafeteria, Shasta deduced grimly, set up purely for the sheer fact that it would be illegal to allow them to starve; and yet, even Shasta had to admit that 'Starlight Grove' was an awfully happy-sounding name for such an establishment. Thinking about the restaurant, Shasta remembered that she had not properly eaten in some time--the prison food that day had been, to put it nicely, better-suited to a very particular palate--and she was aware of an emptiness in her stomach, tinged with slight nausea. Whether this was a result of her being in real need of sustenance, or leftover sea-sickness, she did not know, but food would likely do her some good, she thought.

She wondered what food a place called 'Starlight Grove' might serve. Maybe it would actually be edible.

Following Kai as he approached Harlow, Shasta spotted Harlow's dog and eyed it warily. The creature was huge and a mastiff, just the kind of dog that made her uneasy. Shasta had been bitten by police dogs before and had had several dangerous run-ins with security-type dogs while on various criminal missions; she knew just how effortlessly those slavering jaws could crack through frail human bones, how easily they could kill. In this instance, Shasta guessed that fortunately this dog was perhaps more likely a companion animal as opposed to a killer--after overhearing Harlow speaking while in the boat, she realized she had yet to meet a dog of the dangerous kind named Butterscotch--but still, you could never be too sure. Either way, Shasta wished that it had a more substantial-looking lead attached to it.

 

[frito]

~Mentions~
Paolumu | Lazy Taco (Briefly mentioned)

The excited woman soon stopped her own little celebration and instead squinted up at the woman, raising an eyebrow.
Huh? Tandy leather? What was she talking about?
Man, that lady should understand JJ couldn’t understand her.
Ironically, the barista was about to respond when the woman put her on pause, instead focusing her attention on the other woman. Hands placed on her hips, she tapped her skate on the pavement as she considered ways to get the lady to understand her. The matching tapping on her chin with her finger stopped as she thought of something: a paper airplane!
Or... she could just go over there.
Deciding the boring option would be the most reasonable, she made sure her balance was alright then strolled her merry way. Upon coming closer the details of the pirate crew became clearer as she approached. She could make out the features of the leather woman as well as the tall man she had seen around (Kite, was it?). Then there were other people she had never seen before. Her confusion only grew as she finally reached the dock, standing just outside the ramp. Observing the group of people before her, a realization hit.
“Oh, is this one of those party boats?!” JJ’s wide eyes traveled across the boat and it’s occupants. “Not really the usual yacht, but unique! I respect it!”
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[D U H]

Heidi Titan
I think it's safe to say that Heidi knew this person would be mad mostly because she stepped on him. And might have ripped his pinky off, which was very unlikely considering the lack of blood. But seeing as how he freaked the possibility was 50-50. His whimpering confused Heidi. Sitting there unsure what to do with the screaming guy in front of her. Looking at the guards hoping someone would notice him. Security is bullsh*t. If he were in Russia, that pinky wouldn't be the only thing they cut off. Well, at least he didn't beat her up. Sighing, she grabbed his elbow, attempting to help him off his feet while he was screaming for the culprit to show himself.
"Booolsh*t, you were the one sleeping on the floor." is what she wanted to say, but she really wasn't a fan of his loud voice, so instead, she said, "It was me. The stoopid sun made me blind."

"Don't freak out, but I think my elbow cut your finger off." Now that she's saying this out loud, it sounded stupid. Looking on the floor, "Don't worry, I'm sure it's around here somewhere." Picking his the hand she motioned to the invisible pinky, "We could glue it or stitch it or-or you don't even need a pinky..." which didn't sound as convincing considering she lied for a living as long as he didn't sue her. OF COURSE, HE WOULD SUE she ripped his pinky off. The female guard speech caused Heidi to direct her focus to the commotion. Restaurant? She has to find that pinky before they go. Kneeling on the floor looking where the man once was. You would think a finger would be easy to spot.
tags: Paolumu

 

[spicey]

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The ex-artist leafed through the pile of envelopes and booklets over with his slim and dexterous fingers. Admittedly, Conrad just made it a habit to ignore his mailbox, but it was beyond the point of bursting, so he’d just emptied the entire pileup into one of his harvest baskets and called it a day. Cyan eyes narrowed in disgust at the sheer volume of junk mail that found its way into his mailbox, picking out an envelope from one of his old collector “buddies” and tossing it into the nearby fireplace.

It was bad enough that he couldn’t use social media anymore without being spammed with messages, but he never expected that the spam mail would follow him all the way to Ensaki. Really, he hadn’t even stepped into an exhibition floor in over a year, and those industry stiff stacks wouldn’t stop trying to lure him back into that cursed world.

But no matter. He had a greenhouse he needed to attend to, and the mail would make decent kindling, at the very least. One of his favorite parts about his quaint little farmhouse, besides being able to buy it for pretty much a steal, (which tended to be rather common in dilapidated little towns like these) was the adorably antiquated steel fireplace. It was the first time he’d lived with such an inefficient heater, and he absolutely adored it! It just wouldn’t be country living if he couldn’t burn fossil fuels, would it?

Just as he was about to set the pile ablaze, he noticed a letter from the town hall. Arching an eyebrow in interest, he tore it open with laser precision and quickly skimmed the announcement. Conrad had visited the town hall before with ideas for… ahem, public enrichment, so it was possible that Mister Mayor had taken to one of his suggestions.

“Oh, it’s just some criminal rehabilitation program,” the man tossed the letter back into the fireplace with a shrug, before lightly stroking his chin. “Then again…” the last time Conrad had come face to face with some bonafide convicts was a few years back when he’d done a Prison Photoshoot. It would be interesting to check it out, at least.

Besides, cactus growing turned out to be far more manual labor than he’d originally anticipated, so it wouldn’t hurt to recruit a few indentured servants. Er… that is.. “Cactus & Co’s Convict Correctional Curriculum has a nice ring to it, right? Yes, yes, of course does,” Conrad mused to himself with a glint in his eye before sliding on his blazer and storming out the door.

It was time to pay a visit to the Starlight Grove.

 

[Pilgrim59]

Saryn Marlowe
Ensaki Square​

"Right..." Marlowed dragged her word long enough with a raised brow.

"I ain't got none but time so I'll dig a trip to the docks, although you wouldn't want miss Vuslat catch you drink-..."

When Miss Vuslat, affectionately addressed as Raina by the mayor, arrived, she did not took the slightest of pause when she put out his cigarette with precision and speed. Marlowe would clap in awe of her efficient course of action, but the mayor was more or less nervous at the sight of her around. At this point, Marlowe perceived Raina as the mayor's caretaker. But hell, he was not even out of his twenties. What a drastic crisis that man must have gone through. It only served to put Marlowe at ease for her happy-go-lucky demeanor. The two have chemistry and quite an interaction, Marlowe thought to herself, chuckling nervously as she greeted Raina with a bright smile.

"Oh hi! Morn' to ya, Miss Vuslat." she said, hoping that Raina did not catch her last few words. She turned away towards the mayor briefly, almost breaking a sweat. Nonverbally, her firm eyes were reassuring Romano that she won't tell on him. Followed by a subtle "ok" hand sign and a grin.

Mr. Romano was easily spooked to say the least. The way he was standing firm on defending his flask only confirmed her suspicions. Then again, the strong aroma of the coffee blende could have definitely quelled the contraband that the mayor so cunningly hid. It's what her superior in the army used to mix coffee with during the winter. A warm, mellow solution to a frigid welcome from mother nature. But who in their sober mind would fix themselves an oxymoron of a drink? Especially on a summer day? The answer was simple - an alcoholic. She kept a long a face, but never one of judgment. Her instincts told her otherwise when it came to these encounters, but Marlowe digressed.

She had other things on her mind. She noticed a hole in her where her left knee cap was. The breezy sensation was hard to miss. Marlowe already reminisced her sturdier military fatigues. But she had only washed them the night prior and are still being left out in the sun to dry. She pondered for a bit, then noticed miss Fitz passed them by. She gave a smile and handwave. She was the town's designated tailor, as far as Marlowe could remember anyways. The names and faces were about to grow with the new attendees coming in. Maybe Miss Fitz will take a look at her trousers later. For now, she would tag along, hopeful to present herself proper for the occasion. ( PinkChiffon )

"The more the merrier!" she shrugged, stretching herself slightly.

"Forward, Chief. One two. One two! Ehehe!" Marlowe said cheerfully, waltzing gleefully alongside the mayor and miss Raina.
( Paolumu , D U H )