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childrenofbahamutlogs2024-10-15 10:48 am
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01 - Bake a Pretty Cake (ota)
WHO: Angeal and whoever wants to bother a man throughout a week
WHAT: Roosters and bread oh my
WHERE: Town
WHEN: The vague existence of October
WARNINGS: none planned
SUMMARY: As a practical man with goals, Angeal has a lot of things he wants to do to make sure his household is doing okay. This means things like re-establishing his bakery, and carrying a rooster. The rooster is important. Don't worry about it.
A - Agriculture
While the autumn air makes things somewhat cool, that doesn't seem to be a matter that's bothering Angeal as he pushes a wheelbarrow along the more residential streets, filled with dirt. He does take a break occasionally as he goes about his business constantly, sometimes carrying little bags on top of the dirt. "You would think dragons could have better timing, rather than right at fall," he says during such a break to anyon who joins him. There's the faint glimmer of gold up along his hairline, horns that are just starting to appear. He doesn't seem happy about it.
B - Bakery Remade
For those making their way through Town today, they may come across one of the empty not-residential buildings with its doors wide open. There are a variety of encounters to be had with this simple fact...
For example, early morning may find anyone passing directly in front of the doors having a face full of dust. Angeal's voice comes from inside. "Ah, shit, sorry. You alright? I was just cleaning this place out. Need something to get the dust out of your mouth?
By noon, a pleasant smell is wafting out of the newly cleaned out bakery. Anyone is welcome to step right inside, as the doors have been left open for the time being. It's not a big fancy place or anything, but there are a couple of tables for anyone who'd like to sit, and a good amount of space behind the counter. Angeal is hard at work kneading more dough as bread bakes in an oven, fairly content with how things are going for the time being.
When evening finally rolls around, Angeal can be found relaxing right outside the bakery with a decently sized piece of wood in his hands that he is making a commendable go of carving words into. "I should have asked for a smithy," he says casually to anyone who slows down enough to linger. "I don't know anything about woodcarving."
C - Cock
Angeal has a rooster tucked underneath his arms at the market.
None of the locals are batting their eyes about this.
Other people at the market, however, may have different reactions. They may especially have different reactions when the roster (otherwise being a pissy little football hisses at them.
"Sorry about that," Angeal says casually. "He's not happy about the situation."
D - Do Whatever
[The wildcard catch all option, for interacting with Angeal however you want]
WHAT: Roosters and bread oh my
WHERE: Town
WHEN: The vague existence of October
WARNINGS: none planned
SUMMARY: As a practical man with goals, Angeal has a lot of things he wants to do to make sure his household is doing okay. This means things like re-establishing his bakery, and carrying a rooster. The rooster is important. Don't worry about it.
A - Agriculture
While the autumn air makes things somewhat cool, that doesn't seem to be a matter that's bothering Angeal as he pushes a wheelbarrow along the more residential streets, filled with dirt. He does take a break occasionally as he goes about his business constantly, sometimes carrying little bags on top of the dirt. "You would think dragons could have better timing, rather than right at fall," he says during such a break to anyon who joins him. There's the faint glimmer of gold up along his hairline, horns that are just starting to appear. He doesn't seem happy about it.
B - Bakery Remade
For those making their way through Town today, they may come across one of the empty not-residential buildings with its doors wide open. There are a variety of encounters to be had with this simple fact...
For example, early morning may find anyone passing directly in front of the doors having a face full of dust. Angeal's voice comes from inside. "Ah, shit, sorry. You alright? I was just cleaning this place out. Need something to get the dust out of your mouth?
By noon, a pleasant smell is wafting out of the newly cleaned out bakery. Anyone is welcome to step right inside, as the doors have been left open for the time being. It's not a big fancy place or anything, but there are a couple of tables for anyone who'd like to sit, and a good amount of space behind the counter. Angeal is hard at work kneading more dough as bread bakes in an oven, fairly content with how things are going for the time being.
When evening finally rolls around, Angeal can be found relaxing right outside the bakery with a decently sized piece of wood in his hands that he is making a commendable go of carving words into. "I should have asked for a smithy," he says casually to anyone who slows down enough to linger. "I don't know anything about woodcarving."
C - Cock
Angeal has a rooster tucked underneath his arms at the market.
None of the locals are batting their eyes about this.
Other people at the market, however, may have different reactions. They may especially have different reactions when the roster (otherwise being a pissy little football hisses at them.
"Sorry about that," Angeal says casually. "He's not happy about the situation."
D - Do Whatever
[The wildcard catch all option, for interacting with Angeal however you want]
no subject
[It's why he's here! He's done his time, free him from the JRPG mines, that shit never goes well.]
[Still, that's something they're all just going to have to wonder about for a while longer, and see how it all plays out. Angeal has a feeling they don't really have too much room to wander around much, although he hasn't had a chance to go exploring more indepth. For now, he just patiently watches as she works through her trinkets, leaning over when she's done. Just one coin gets slid back to her, and then he's taking the rest as he steps back.]
Yep, fair to me. Hold on, I'll get you some of the warmer loaves, should stay good with you until you get home.
[He's got ample choice there, at least, considering they just started up all today.]
Think we can wrap up after this?
Absinthe claps her hands together, very much looking forward to dinner now.]
Yes please! And thank you.
[Alongside the anticipation of dinner, she sets aside tomorrow for getting that paint as Angeal wanted. The pleasant-enough exchange provides enough motivation to make it more of a priority than it previously may have been.]