#chichinxashi

Standing at the vegetable market that the sheep ran, Laurent had come here early today to procure some herbs for his potion work: just because most of his magic tomes had been taken from him did not mean he could ‘slack off’ on the obtaining and practice of practical magic he could still do, after all. However, it seemed that someone else had the same idea, and was standing ahead of him.

Not wishing to be impolite, Laurent waited for them to finish: but their gaze seemed rather indecisive as it flicked from one thing to another. Were they....having a difficult time making their mind up? Laurent couldn’t tell, but he’d paitently wait all the same.

“A-ah. It is hard to make a choice on such a good variety of things, no...?”

She stirred, and sat up. At first, puzzlement was her only reaction until she heard the clopping of hooves. She rose and crossed the room, peering at the sheep. It wasn’t too long before Yui invited it in and accepted the mail. She began to read, and than again, before a smile bloomed across her face.

A pen fetched, the letter flipped and she began to write.

Dear Aries and Stella, and whomever else may be in charge.

Thank you so much for saving me! For the last year, I have lived amid vampires that sought to do little but torment me. They hurt me in ways no person should have a chance to know. My life seemed to be a never ending torment, until I awoke here. For this, I can never give enough thanks, but I will give it my best effort.

With fond regards,

Yui

Hello, welcome to the city! I’m sad to say there aren’t any vampires (as far as I know?), but there are sheep. Lots of sheep. ... Not enough sheep.

Enjoy your new home: Hummingbird Hotel Room #205!