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[Anyone passing by house #8 today will see an old man sitting in a nice wooden rocking chair, situated on the porch. He seems to be enjoying the weather. There may be clouds overhead, but it's still a nice temperature. His cane is leaning against the wall next to him. Anyone familiar with Yuan will recognize him, as it's hard to mistake that bright blue hair. It may have a few grey streaks, but aside from that it's barely changed.

Is he... sleeping? Sure looks like it. Then again, he may just be faking it.]


[[AU info can be found here, but it's not very elaborate or surprising.]]

Comments

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[When did Luceti get such an old person? Karol wonders this as he stands on your lawn, Yuan!]

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[You stupid kids and your lawn-standing! Why can't you just understand a man's lawn is private property? Yuan grabs his cane, shaking it at Karol.]

You! Brat! Get lost!

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[H-he's awake?! Geez, he's old... You can see his wrinkles moving... Karol's still just kinda staring.]

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[Yuan sees a response, but he's not seeing any getting lost.]

Something wrong with your ears? I said scram!

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...Why?

[fortunefail]

Because this is private property, boy, and you're standing on my neat lawn! Now stop questioning me and do as I say!

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But... But this isn't private property! The village belongs to everybody!

[fortunefail]

This house and everything around it belongs to me! How would you like it if I wandered into your house and made myself comfortable there?

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I don't think Estelle would like that too much...

[fortunefail]

I rest my case.

[He makes a little shoo-ing handgesture.]

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Alright, alright! Geez... [FINE, I DIDN'T WANNA STAND ON YOUR LAWN ANYWAY. Walking away now.]