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Its not as if there was anything to do, but he is staring at the cat stuck in the tree for a good hour now. Perhaps relishing in its suffering rather then helping it. Does that make him a bad person?

Perhaps.

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It was around night time, Mostly dark expect for some lights around the area. But suddenly the air became even colder for some reason. From the shadows you can see someone walking though you can’t see their face. But from what you could tell, they were tall, very tall. Then they walk into the light when it shines down on their skeletal face and where you can see his tall body of 8 feet. His jacket was open so his rib cage was exposed. The coldness seemed to be coming from him and he looked at you from a distance

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Ah yes, there he was: the one person in Hive City who might actually get more hair-related comments than Cloud did. Hopefully not, but you never could be sure. Cloud certainly felt sorry for the guy; he knew how that kind of thing felt. Seriously, it got old pretty fast.

More seriously, though, it wasn’t the only way that Wilson reminded Cloud of himself. There always seemed to be something a bit depressed about the guy, although maybe it was only in Cloud’s imagination. It certainly brought to mind those years with the geostigma. Perhaps it would be best to check up on the guy, since they happened to have met again.

“How have you been, Wilson?” he asked, approaching the man from his left. He’d walked up from behind - just the way it had worked out - but he’d certainly made no effort to hide his approach. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too startling. “It’s been a little while.”

#heckofascientist #*Cloud voice* i feel like people only like me for my hair #and not for my personality #you know????#sagacitydriven

A thunderous sound tore through the stillness, a splintering of wood and a second to follow as the tree crashed to the rocks below. The churning waters below now only just licking at the highest branches. Likely, it’d later be taken by the tide. Whoops.... AUGH! What a waste of wood! Woodie grumbles to himself, sticking his axe into a fresh stump as he passes it, before sitting down on one opposite with his head in his hands. What was wrong with him, today!? First he nearly forgets his axe at home, then he has an unfortunate encounter with a couple of angry forest spirits that took far too long to get to calm down, now he’s chopping trees the wrong way round without noticing? That was almost a crime! At the very least, it was still cold, and he still had some wood he could steal a few bites of to make up for the time and effort he’d just wasted chopping down a tree he wouldn’t be able to use. Winter was coming soon, as well, announced by the thin dusting of snow on the ground. A welcoming sight for the lumberjack, but still so odd at the same time. It felt like there should be more of it this time of year, but either way, it was near the time when the sap would stop running. Trees were easier to chop then, meaning more trees could be taken down. Needless to say, Woodie was entirely and totally ready for it. Well, not now maybe. Now he was just kind of frustrated with himself. In all the years the man had spent carrying Lucy’s axe around before she’d found herself free of her binding, and the many more he’d spent in his chosen profession, you’d think he’d be on top of these things no matter what! He took pride in his skill as a lumberjack, and today was certainly not helping that pride.

Woodie fiddles with his gloves for a moment, before opting to pull them off entirely. Good as they were for keeping the cold out while he was working, they weren’t so good when trying to dig in his pockets. He lets a breath out through his nose as he chews on one of the many twigs he kept in his pockets, a replacement for chewing his nails, as well as a snack. At least today couldn’t get worse... probably. You never knew with The Constant. @sagacitydriven

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It had been a good minute or two since Choromatsu stopped eating his little snack. He’d helped himself to some Taiyaki at a small a grocery store to tide himself over until he went home. Nothing wrong with a little self indulgence, right? But after he’s taken to resting at a bench and eating his little treat, he sees someone watching him nearby. Quite the curious hair they had. He had ignored it after a bite or two, but couldn’t anymore. It was starting to get awkward.

“...What is it? You’ve been watching me eat for a bit now, and it’s getting a little weird...” Bringing his treat to eye level, He figured the way it looked was odd enough. “What? Is it this you’re looking at?”

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