≪✿≫ WAKING UP SLOWLY, Fionn quietly yawns… his teal eye only just barely peeling open in the semi-darkness of the room. It was moments before his alarm, but? That tended to be his luck. Especially when he could already smell coffee brewing in the kitchen not so far away.

        A quick glance to his side was enough to prove to him that his partner had yet to wake. So? The likely answer was that their daughter had already gone ahead and begun brewing a pot for the whole family.

       With that, the blond man runs his fingers very carefully through the others hair. It was a careful movement, bringing the others unrestrainable longer strand of hair to the side… Gently nudging the other to the waking world, as he begins to climb out of bed. Careful to turn off his own alarm – unwilling to leave it to startle the other with it, especially if he was going to be up prior. “Mornin’, Dia.” The blond murmurs, casting a glance over at him again – it might take the other a moment to catch up still. But? “I’m going to start making breakfast. See you in a bit.”

        And with that, he slips out the door to what had become their room. Heading towards the kitchen with a lopsided grin on his face. “Now, darling daughter of mine…” He laughs out, quietly, shaking his head at the other as it appeared she’d settled into the kitchen for study purposes. “Waking up early and brewing a pot of coffee for the family? What sort of angel are you?” He offers, walking pasted her with a quick stop to kiss the top of her head. “Are you the sort who would like chocolate chips in your pancakes?” 

      That was the look of someone who was absolutely famished. Food would be necessary soon, if not immediately. So? With that, in seconds, the wandering MAGUS just makes his way to the nearest store in the MERMAID COVE MALL, a rather large set of buildings in the Golden Ward – the ward that was apparently to be his new home – and then return. He had said nothing to the other, so? If she had disappeared in the time he’d left, he wouldn’t have been surprised. However? Making his way back with a few of the combo’s from the nearest fast-food area of the food court? He was happy to see that she was still there.

      (Well, perhaps not happy – she did still look miserable. But the chance to help was nice.)

      “Miss?” Merlin comments then, approaching the exhausted looking youth. “To be frank with you, you look absolutely famished. I brought food, in case you were experiencing some sort of crash. Would it help?” The MAGUS of FLOWERS asks, offering out the bags to the young woman. Confusion in his pale ruby eyes. As far as he was concerned, he’d seen this look multiple times before. Having raised the young king-to-be way back when. And given her affinity for food – well, perhaps he’d just become accustomed to acting when he saw these same traits before.

“yaomomo! do you think this place celebrates christmas?”, he looks at her with a grin, being very excited of the thought of christmas. “that would be so cool! i’d buy presents for you guys!”

with what money, denki? once he has realized that, his expression dropped. “u-uh okay but... first i need money for that...”, he laughs sadly, “well... i should look for a job then?” he blinks. “well... do you think they offer jobs for us students? i am so new to this!” — somebody’s quite talkative today.

      Zombies. Really?

      And… ghosts? Of some sort? He had no idea what was going on at this point, and yet – he couldn’t keep himself locked up forever. He’d wanted to hide it out and keep hidden, but… remembering his newer friend had been a volunteer at the festival? He couldn’t in good conscious stay hidden.

      She was younger then him, for goodness sake. Even if he was absolutely horrified, he wouldn’t be petrified or stay still. Ducking around corners, hoping over tipped tables, and so on and so forth – onward he continued. His pale jade eyes watching for the familiar girl. Little did he know, she could probably handle her own.

      She was a HERO and all.

A familiar face was hard to come by in this town, but it was much rarer to find someone Jirou was actually friends with. Take Eraserhead for example, who Jirou had seen for the first time the other day. That was a real surprise! But now Jirou was out and about once again. She had stumbled upon the boardwalk in the Golden Ward, and had found herself quite enamored with the sights. It was on this trip where Jirou noted a particularly familiar figure.

Could it be? Jirou turned, holding the cotton candy she had previously bought tightly. She saw the tall black hair, the long model-like form, it had to be her.

The tutoring room was closed off from the rest of the library- a separate room meant for quite studying. 

However, it was mostly empty aside from Kanata Ozora, who usually spent roughly 2 hours of his shifts there sitting down with a book and waiting patiently for someone- anyone to seek out help. 

Tossing the book aside, he smacked his face directly onto the table-

Just as the door creaked open, a girl with black Gaito-like hair entering in. 

What an amazing first impression. 

Kanata scrambled to his feet and shot the girl a wide grin- mask the embarrassment, Ozora. 

        “Guess I can’t be too surprised to see you exploring the changes too, hmm?” Rantaro greets when he finally was able to catch up with the other – it had been by chance that he’d caught sight of Momo in the crowd, and sheer force of will to help him catch up. The sights had changed quite a bit, and it had definitely gained some amount of attention. Both by the natural residents of the island, and the inhabitants like himself, who had been brought here by their unusual “eclipses.”

      “… I really didn’t realize this place had such a rich history.” The mystery youth continues, shoving his hands into his pockets as he lifts his gaze. Looking at the arrangements of flowers and even the “HEART” of the event – the far fairing fire. “I knew they had their own gods and such, I’ve seen some of their temples. Though I guess I hadn’t gotten too far to exploring much more then that.” With that, he smiles. “Feel like wandering around together? I haven’t really gotten a great look yet – plus. Seems… like it’s supposed to be a little bit of a social holiday.”

        It seems to be intending for people to talk to those they were grateful for – and to speak about those they’ve lost amongst those who could also remember them. Though, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be willing to lend an ear to his younger friend, if she wanted to talk.

momo will be dropped for you!