#is this ok...

[incentivuscarus]

Centiv sent the coordinates to Innes and then promptly began cooking, making lunch- or dinner- as well as some various baked items for the guest-to-be.

She always seemed to feed anyone who came to her home, it seemed, and she was only realizing it at this point as she scurried around her kitchen. A light meal, snack of sweets, and then they were either going to beat the hell out of each other or exercise.

Either sounded fun!

@nyancourier

[bluenico-blog]

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@supergraysonffs

In Nico’s opinion, music was stupid. It was just a collection of sounds. Sure, My Chemical Romance was good, and sometimes he could get behind what’s on the radio, but other than that he thought of it all as white noise.

So when his professor told him he would have to work with a music student for his next formative assignment, he was less than excited. A grimace on his face, Nico looked down the long list of names of partnered pairs to find his own. He discovered it next to “Grayson”. What the hell kind of name is Grayson? Whoever he was, he was probably an asshole.

“Okay, class, as soon as you’ve got your partner’s name you can follow me to the music hall,” said his professor. Nico immediately rose to his feet, trudging out of the classroom and down the stretch of the hallway to the music classroom.

[eikogoa]

マネーメーカー | annathemerchant | closed

It was only a brisk walk from Say'ri's tent to the armory, and said swordswoman was on route to said place. One wouldn't be so dedicated to simply walking, but somehow even Say'ri's strides had purpose. That is, until she spotted a glimmer amongst the grass.

Say'ri bent down and picked up the shiny object, and found that it was a gold coin (albeit a very dirty gold coin). She smudged some of the dirt away with her thumb and began inspecting the Ylissean currency when she felt someone tap on her shoulder.