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Hundred Eleventh Explosion

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Hi Luceti? You know how it's morning right now? Maybe like... five in the morning, tops, right now? Well, unfortunately, you sleep is going to be rudely interrupted by a loud and surprisingly deep CAAAAAAWWW coming from House 10. It echoes across a pretty wide area of the village, given it's size. Albeit probably mostly for people on the North end.

One such person awakened by this cry is Haruki Suzumiya, who immediately goes upstairs to find his beloved pet, Sekai (who is now a full-grown rooster and due to his breed the size of a small turkey after being alive a whole year) and then lead him outside. Because he's half-sleep, he doesn't realize what he's wearing... at first. But then, when he walks out the door he is wearing nothing so much as (badly made) stereotypical God costume (think this) complete with a fake beard.

It's also at this point that he notices that the town looks a little different than before. Looking down at Sekai, he sighs, goes back in and gets his journal, ahd flips it open before settling on the porch with his chicken.]

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The Organization strikes for Halloween... again. [And following this, he starts to hum the first song that comes to mind; namely "This is Halloween"]

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See you then.

[So surprise he does. After getting a jacket on over his robes and then finally giving up on getting anything over his sandal'd feet, he sets out for the Smithy around... three PM. Much earlier than he had said before, but still in a timely way. Little does he knows the events of her post are going to on in the time between this and that and such, but hey, details.

Is she at the place where the dress does not allow her to work, or shall be be waiting there for her to return from elsewhere?]

[He does and that hair and those clothes. Whoa. He blinks furiously for a moment before putting a smile back on his face and sandaling his way on over there. Obviously she didn't work or that dress would be more messed up, but-]

Oiii!

That beard looks funnier on you in person!

[He grunts at this, slapping the side of his face. S-sigh...] Yeah, I know.

Come here.

[Okay, he nods and then sees if he can't find a spot on the bench next to her. ...He's really taken with what's become of her hair though. He can't help but stare a little]

Is it uncomfortable?

[the beard is actually pulled off his face. It's a cheap one attached behind his ears by little strings. Aaah]

It itches. [Oh so flatly]

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I can only imagine. It's not so bad though.

[He just puts the beard in his lap. It'll pop back on his face soon enough anyway. He rolls his neck a little and-]

So, that dress... looks nice on you.

I wish I could take it off.

[...Oh. Well. That showed him]

Sorry to hear that? [He's not good with this whole sympathy thing. Particularly when he doesn't know the story]

Sokka told me it belonged to a princess who turned into the moon.

Yeah? [That's a sulky, but distant tone. It's not his business, anyway. He sighs and decides to give her an opening to let it go if she wants] Well, whatever.

...Anyway, you must be cold.

Will you be staying in until it passes?

Of course not! I'm not invalid just because I'm under-dressed! Like any real man I can handle this much! [A sage nod too. ...But that was a good scoot. He nods and adjusts himself a little so that the lean works better]

You're just asking for a cold.

If that happens, I can see you as my nurse. [...He almost can't believe he had the balls to say that]

W-well I'm sure no body else would be willing to put up with you, so yeah. I can see that.

[Whoa, really?]

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