#grumpy gilligan

[Bright and early for heading to the De Sainte-Coquille manor became nothing but a habit for Cecilia. The family’s needs are very crucial in the morning, especially Herman. She offered to help clean the bathhouse the other day, so the walk from the building to the manor would take a few minutes. Before she could start walking, a boy approaches her.]

In midst of academic thought, Electra frustratingly tapped her pencil against her forehead -- ever so slightly becoming irritable by the vexing involuntary act. Beyond the fact of visiting an overseas city, the young woman remained fixated on completing the economics assignment. Her professor strongly recommended that she travel somewhere unknown yet withstanding the vicinity of Fenith Island in order to observe how another governing body supervises their community. When the idea was laid onto the table of possibilities, he suggested the island of Castanet -- so, bidding her leave, the preoccupied girl left her hometown and arrived in the city of Harmonica Town.

Naturally, if I miss out on replies or take a few days, I can see why people won't notice right away when I do, especially if we are on at different times.

I owe one to Jamie, which I am getting to now. There's also another one we had going one. Idk if we'll continue it but I'm cool with whatever. (Looks like it continues into the firefly one but it still kinda cuts off so I'm like???)

I'm waiting on: Eunice Jin Pete Gill

*When the knocking on the door starts, Gill is finishing up signing some very important papers* What in the—? *He calls out* I’ll be right-!! *When he sees that Luke has opened the door already, he’s a bit startled, which causes his hand to slip and the pen to leave an unattractive squiggle all over the signature line. He really couldn’t care less about the new chair he had ordered to be built now.* Luke! What are you doing!?

[ / pauses in his tracks, tilting his head ] Huh? What do you mean 'what am I doing?' Isn't it obvious? I'm here to help, duuuh....! [ / frowns ] Thought you were smarter than that, Gilly. 

       *Is in the backroom jotting down some notes at one of the tables when he hears the bells above the front door jingle* Hold on, be right with you…

       *he mumbles and quickly writes the last of his notes before setting down his pen and walking over to the backdoor, opening it and walking out* Ah. Good day, Gill.