Yuan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fortunefail) wrote2013-01-16 04:07 pm
fortunefail) wrote2013-01-16 04:07 pm
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[Today began just like any other day for Yuan. It wasn't until he stumbled upon the Malnosso's little 'reminder' that he realized just what today was.
Five years. Exactly five calendar years ago is the day he first arrived here. So much had happened over these past years and he's seen many residents come and go, but here he is. It's not an achievement worth celebrating, that much is for sure, though the Malnosso evidently had other plans. Indeed, much like Albert did a few months ago, Yuan received a gift.
He found it in the bathroom, hanging from the rod that holds the shower curtain and with a bright blue bow around its neck. It was a bit over a foot long and covered in brown fur, with sharp claws. For a few moments, he'd assumed it was some sort of stuffed animal, yet closer inspection proved him wrong. This thing was very much alive and did not seem to appreciate being awoken from its slumber. It gave Yuan something that could almost be interpreted as an annoyed glare, but still refused to budge.
A note lay on the sink nearby. He snatched it up, his scowl only growing more severe as he read it:
"We apologize for being unable to return you to your native reality. Please remember to stay active and ready, unlike your new friend."
What followed was simple instructions on how to take care of a sloth. The note was signed by "the Malnosso", but Yuan knew perfectly well who was responsible for this gift. He snarled and slammed the note back down on the sink, then moved closer to the sloth to assess it again. It was already fully-grown, by the looks of it, and by now it was dozing off again. Much as he was itching to toss the creature out of the house, the instructions informed him that sloths are tropical animals. If he were to move it out into the cold, it would die within a day. He's not that heartless just yet.
There's nothing else for it, then. He'll have to create a more suitable 'habitat' for the beast and hope Kratos won't comment on it. Well, at least it'll be something to keep him from following the sloth's example and sleeping the rest of the week away.]
[Starting early in the afternoon, Yuan can be found moving between house #8 and the general store to fetch assorted items. A few sturdy wooden rods, tools, a small box, a tub of sand... It takes a few trips back and forth to move it all. Once he's got everything he needs, he stops by the flower shop to see if they have any small trees or tree-like flora. It's the leaves that matter.
In the evening, after dinner, he stops by the stables to visit Noishe. As he always does when he visits the Arshis, he takes a seat in a corner of the stable so he can lean back against the wall. Somehow, even relaxing has a tiring effect on him. Thinking back to the days when he first arrived in Luceti, he has to admit the Malnosso have a point. He has been growing lethargic.]
[Today began just like any other day for Yuan. It wasn't until he stumbled upon the Malnosso's little 'reminder' that he realized just what today was.
Five years. Exactly five calendar years ago is the day he first arrived here. So much had happened over these past years and he's seen many residents come and go, but here he is. It's not an achievement worth celebrating, that much is for sure, though the Malnosso evidently had other plans. Indeed, much like Albert did a few months ago, Yuan received a gift.
He found it in the bathroom, hanging from the rod that holds the shower curtain and with a bright blue bow around its neck. It was a bit over a foot long and covered in brown fur, with sharp claws. For a few moments, he'd assumed it was some sort of stuffed animal, yet closer inspection proved him wrong. This thing was very much alive and did not seem to appreciate being awoken from its slumber. It gave Yuan something that could almost be interpreted as an annoyed glare, but still refused to budge.
A note lay on the sink nearby. He snatched it up, his scowl only growing more severe as he read it:
"We apologize for being unable to return you to your native reality. Please remember to stay active and ready, unlike your new friend."
What followed was simple instructions on how to take care of a sloth. The note was signed by "the Malnosso", but Yuan knew perfectly well who was responsible for this gift. He snarled and slammed the note back down on the sink, then moved closer to the sloth to assess it again. It was already fully-grown, by the looks of it, and by now it was dozing off again. Much as he was itching to toss the creature out of the house, the instructions informed him that sloths are tropical animals. If he were to move it out into the cold, it would die within a day. He's not that heartless just yet.
There's nothing else for it, then. He'll have to create a more suitable 'habitat' for the beast and hope Kratos won't comment on it. Well, at least it'll be something to keep him from following the sloth's example and sleeping the rest of the week away.]
[Starting early in the afternoon, Yuan can be found moving between house #8 and the general store to fetch assorted items. A few sturdy wooden rods, tools, a small box, a tub of sand... It takes a few trips back and forth to move it all. Once he's got everything he needs, he stops by the flower shop to see if they have any small trees or tree-like flora. It's the leaves that matter.
In the evening, after dinner, he stops by the stables to visit Noishe. As he always does when he visits the Arshis, he takes a seat in a corner of the stable so he can lean back against the wall. Somehow, even relaxing has a tiring effect on him. Thinking back to the days when he first arrived in Luceti, he has to admit the Malnosso have a point. He has been growing lethargic.]
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No. ...I can manage.
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[Yuan will be Yuan and outright admitting he's searching for particular leaves to feed an unwanted pet is just a little too painful for him.]
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He'll try again, with a little more tact this time.]
You needn't bother with this. I'm perfectly capable of searching a store myself.
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[She'll just get back to work.]
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[With that, he stalks off further into the store to continue his search. For a minute or so there's silence, but it's broken by a loud crashing sound and fluent cursing. Yup, he was careless and knocked a few empty flower pots off a shelf, sending shards all over the floor.]
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[Once he locates said broom and dustbin, he'll start sweeping up all the little bits and pieces with a sour look on his face.]
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[And she'll go right back to working.]
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... Where's your trashcan?
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[He's tracked down the nearest one in no time at all, dumping the shards in there with a loud clatter.]
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How to take care of it? What else can I do aside from keeping it watered and warm?
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Now it's just a matter of balancing the plant with the books. Hm... He shifts the plant onto his left hand, allowing it to rest against his chest, then heads for the counter to retrieve the books.]
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