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mayfield_rpg2012-03-22 07:00 pm
gezellig) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-03-22 07:00 pm
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A - 1447 Mitchell Rd.
[Holland had regained a good number of things in almost a year of time in Mayfield. He had two rabbits now, his old friend Poffertje and another one of his pets, Soesje, both rabbits named after cream-puff like pastries. At least Poffertje was happy; he needed a lady-friend.
He'd also gotten by with comforting items like his pipe, his scarf, and even his coat . . . and this morning he gets something more. There is an envelope shaped like a card in the mail, and when he opens it on the porch, he's greeted by a picture of a field of tulips. For a moment he's distracted by the flowers, the relaxing colors and they weren't laid out too badly either . . . it definitely looked like something from home.
And that's when he hears the loud crashing and shouts from the kitchen. He'll run into the house, only to be met with an enormous pile of tulip bulbs filling the kitchen.
He could use those. ]
Don't damage them!
B - Mayfield Elementary School
[Holland is going to walk his new notdaughter Romana to school. In the cute little dress that Canada picked out, with her cute little pigtails she's. . . well, still Romana, but cute. Eat your heart out, Spain.]
C. Phone - Morning
For anybody who knew Italië Romana, she's back now only she's very small and she's living in my house now.
Spanje, you can't come over.
D - The Pharmacy
[Holland is hard at work, or hardly working depending on the time of day. For now, he's stocking shelves, a seemingly endless job. Now would be the perfect time to talk to him and ask him about his awkward personal life.]
E - Phone - Afternoon - to all
I'm staring a gardening business, because it sounds like a lot of people want to learn. You can come to a free demonstration at my house, 1447 Mitchell Rd. at 10 A.M on Saturday. Free pancakes.
[ooc: There will be a log for this. Also he may or may not have discussed the pancakes with Canada beforehand. . .]
[Holland had regained a good number of things in almost a year of time in Mayfield. He had two rabbits now, his old friend Poffertje and another one of his pets, Soesje, both rabbits named after cream-puff like pastries. At least Poffertje was happy; he needed a lady-friend.
He'd also gotten by with comforting items like his pipe, his scarf, and even his coat . . . and this morning he gets something more. There is an envelope shaped like a card in the mail, and when he opens it on the porch, he's greeted by a picture of a field of tulips. For a moment he's distracted by the flowers, the relaxing colors and they weren't laid out too badly either . . . it definitely looked like something from home.
And that's when he hears the loud crashing and shouts from the kitchen. He'll run into the house, only to be met with an enormous pile of tulip bulbs filling the kitchen.
He could use those. ]
Don't damage them!
B - Mayfield Elementary School
[Holland is going to walk his new notdaughter Romana to school. In the cute little dress that Canada picked out, with her cute little pigtails she's. . . well, still Romana, but cute. Eat your heart out, Spain.]
C. Phone - Morning
For anybody who knew Italië Romana, she's back now only she's very small and she's living in my house now.
Spanje, you can't come over.
D - The Pharmacy
[Holland is hard at work, or hardly working depending on the time of day. For now, he's stocking shelves, a seemingly endless job. Now would be the perfect time to talk to him and ask him about his awkward personal life.]
E - Phone - Afternoon - to all
I'm staring a gardening business, because it sounds like a lot of people want to learn. You can come to a free demonstration at my house, 1447 Mitchell Rd. at 10 A.M on Saturday. Free pancakes.
[ooc: There will be a log for this. Also he may or may not have discussed the pancakes with Canada beforehand. . .]
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[. . .person whose name he can't remember. ]
It's functioning.
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Well enough, then.
[ Keeping her voice low, Ilsa asks: ] How closely do they watch your prescription matches? I'm a psychiatrist back home, and I haven't had any cases where I might need to medicate someone, but I'd like to be prepared.
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[ Another quick check of the area, ]
I'm needing to do some blood tests, though. You wouldn't happen to have a hypodermic kit in stock, would you?
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[No clue, Ilsa. Sorry.]
You can ask at the counter though.
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[ Looking back down the aisle to the counter, she sees a drone attendant. ]
When's the next time he's not here? Or, I should ask is there anytime when there aren't any drones behind the counter?
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I'm sorry; he's the only drone. The other two, you can ask.
[He'll be referring to The Captain and Mikiya.]
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[ She gives his arm a touch, smiling. ]
Take care.
[ Off she goes to the register with the items she has. ]
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You too.
[And then it's back to working. He tried, anyway, to be polite.]