corrinesbell | 137. Iced [voice/action]

[Good morning, Luceti! It is April 15. Looks like rain.

In the early-ish hours, before the rain, anyone in or near the Welcome Center is going to hear the decisive sounds of hammering. If you're close enough, you might also hear a ninja missing once and hammering her hand instead. Thankfully they don't last long - because she has the journal open there by her feet, so a dull thud may be echoing in a few bedrooms or kitchens too.

When the noise ends, there is a new sign hanging over the door to the tea shop.

Celsius Tear

Complete with image of teapot, steam and all.

Sheena brushes her hands together and steps back to look at her handiwork, leaving a half-footprint on the journal she nearly trips over.]

Whoa-! Oh, geez. [Get the book off the floor, would you?]

Sorry if I woke anybody up. Had to get this sign up early, because it looks like I'm leaving on a mission tomorrow. Guess I can call it a real business now, huh? Even though there's no gald or anything.

[She hasn't really admitted it to too many people - but as painful as going home was, it did part of her a lot of good. For all it may not have been exactly real.]

Anyway, it'll be open until right after lunch, because I've gotta get ready to go. Unless there's anybody who wants to work for the afternoon by themselves.

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"Celsius Tear?"

...I like it, actually. Mind if I stop by this morning, Sheena?

[Roughly around nine in the morning, Sheena may notice Yuan entering the shop. He caught the journal entry and considering he was so clueless the last time she left on a mission, he decided to stop by and wish her luck this time.

So... He'll just have a seat at one of the tables and wait for Sheena to approach him.]

Why would I mind? I'd go nuts if every customer asked me that.

[It's not crowded this morning, Yuan. Take any seat you like.]

Oh, hey. What kind d'you want?

[Oh, he will. But, like always, his preference goes to a seat in the corner.]

Earl Grey will be fine.

You're lucky we've got some of that.

[They have some of everything. It'll be a little while, he's about the first pot of the day.]

[Oh, Yuan can wait. If Sheena isn't too busy bustling around, he'll try to make conversation.]

What sort of mission are you going on this time?

It's, uh...it's a retrieval mission. [For dead bodies. Thinking too hard about it makes her shudder.] I signed up before I got to go home. Something about being busy and doing stuff makes living here a lot easier.

Hopefully it's not gonna be too tiring this time.

[Mm, Yuan remembers the last time she returned from a mission quite vividly. He almost had to help her home. ... Again. Best not to rub that in.]

Keeping busy does make things easier. It seems we've had fewer drafts lately, so things need to be shaken up somehow, isn't that right?

[Albert did happen to hear Sheena's entry over the journals before heading to the plaza for work, but he's still out there looking at the sign. Maybe there's something intriguing about it. Hmm.]

I guess it's just that now that I've got all this stuff to do, thinking about not doing it makes me feel like I'd just...go crazy.

[After a while she sticks her head out the door.]

It's gonna rain. Planning to stay there until then?

Customers, yes. But an obnoxious, free-loading friend might be just a bit different.

[He kids, of course. And it's so obvious in his playful tone.]

I can stand a little rain. [He smirks a little, but follows Sheena into the shop.] Did you make the sign yourself? I didn't realize you were so far along in the process.

Okay so when you get here I'm gonna charge you. It's 15 gald just to get in the door. Will that work?

I'm not really a wood carver. I had a little help. Painted the letters in myself though, yeah.

I doubt there are too many residents who can sit still in this place, either way.

Celsius Tear. [With a glance over his shoulder at the door, as if he can still see the sign, he continues.] I believe I remember what Celsius is in your world... But 'Celsius Tear'?

It's a thing. It's kinda like a piece of ice, but so cold you've gotta wear special gloves to carry it. It helped us get through Celsius's temple.

...Besides, I think it's just funny enough to work.

It's hard to sit still when everything could change in the next few hours. ...We've been here a long time and part of me still isn't used to it.

Did you know I went home?

[He isn't entirely surprised to hear that, but interested nonetheless. There's quite a few times when people were 'sent home', including the incident from two weeks ago, so he's not sure which instance Sheena is referring to.]

... When?

Last week. Just for that one day.

It was the same for myself. ... Did you have someone accompany you?

Yeah, this girl I kinda know named Temari. We ended up in a fight. ...I guess I forgot I was in one when I first got here. It was a really long time ago.

It does have an interesting ring to it. I like it. [And he so rarely volunteers his opinions on things like this.]

I believe you mentioned something about a mission in your entry this morning?

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