[Fran has been gathering a lot of information at her return, talking with different people and quickly being brought up to speed on how Mayfield works, as well as what she had been up to in her previous visits here. She's decided to follow up on a few things here and there.]

A) Action - 1671 Nelson Street
Having been clued in to her former lab space in this household, she has decided to pay the residence a visit. The doorbell rings and Fran waits patiently at the front step.

B) Action - John Doe Park
While roaming the park, Fran had come across the strange lurching tractor-cow abominations. Upon further examination of them she noticed that they had all the signs that she was the one who had constructed them...or at least oversaw the procedure. She can be found watching the cows, taking notes, and even performing basic checkups and medical care on them. Some of them seem to be in brighter spirits after she's done with them. There's something to be said for regular medical care.

C) Phone - Everyone
Ahhh~ Hello~ My name is Fran Madaraki and it has come to my attention that I have been to this town a couple times already~ If I had previously performed medical care for you, or helped you out in any way in my prior trips, please get in contact with me so I can add you to my files~ Thank you~

[ action ❥ 838 Hastings Boulevard ]
[ Keine waited around for a few hours, but Mokou never came. It was unusual, since Keine's waifu usually came for breakfast. After waiting until noon, Keine left her house and went to visit Mokou to make sure she wasn't moping... only to be invited inside by an oddly chipper Drone. After realizing what had happened, Keine politely excused herself from her neighbor's company and rushed home.

She's now sitting the front porch, dazed by her emotional overload. As much as she wants to cry, Keine is too overwhelmed to get any tears out. ] Mokou... dear, this can't be true...

[ ❥ phone ]
It... seems that Mokou dear has been... droned. I understand that there are still children in that house, yes? Miss Nitori, Miss Reimu, do let me know if you... [ she swallows back her tears, keeping her voice and expression as straight and calm as possible.  ] ... if you need anything, won't you? I welcome you both to come over for meals... I'm told the drones are not quite the preferred cooks and you know my dear Mokou...

[ She sighs, trying to distract herself from the thought of Mokou. ] That offer is open to anyone, by the way. Please let me know if I  can help you during your stay in Mayfield. My cooking is Japanese, but I can attempt any favorite recipe you'd like. I'd... appreciate being able to stay.... busy, for a while...

[ action ❥ tavern ❥ evening ]
[ Even after her phone call and trying to keep her calm, Keine can't chase away the sick depression in her chest. So she heads to the tavern, despite being exactly exhausted, and orders herself a drink. Bar goers may notice Keine sitting at the bar with a half finished drink, with her eyes finally beginning to water. ]

... It tastes so bitter... when she's not here...

Phone (Filtered from drones)
[Well, time to ask for assistance from the other captives of the town. Though, he's probably not made a very good impression on a lot of people.]

So, I have been told it would be wise to have a weapon on hand. I was going to obtain one anyways, but I hear I can ask someone to make it for me. If anyone knows of a boy named, Hiccup, please tell me where I may find him and ask for his services.

Otherwise, I am in need of...a special order. I want something tailored and...in a place like this I do not feel comfortable without wearing it. Also, if anyone would like to learn how to fence I can offer some lessons.

Lastly is there anyone who can replace missing limbs with artificial ones that still function like how a normal one would?

That is all.

Post office
[Crown is currently standing outside the post office looking up at it. He's not entirely sure yet if he should go in. He still needs to find someone who could replace a limb if he lost one and it would probably be good to write a journal. Otherwise, people will see him pacing back and forth with his hand settled on his chin.]

Hardware store
[Olivier showed him the wonder of hand guns. Even though he's not really wanting to use one, it would be good to have some kind of weapon. Too bad he's a minor.]

Look, I just require one of these guns. It is for....MY father. He's very sick and....oh just forget it.

[He will be standing off to the side in the store glaring over at the drone handling the front. Maybe he could steal one.]

Anywhere in Town
[Just walking around really. But the magic of tripping happens and he almost bowls into someone, maybe that's you.]

I apologize, I lost my footing...