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Nanoha Takamachi ([personal profile] guiding_starlight) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-07-28 03:37 pm

4th Record 「Bonds Formed」

[ Phone ]
Good morning, Mayfield. This is Nanoha Takamachi speaking. [ How formal! But she has a question, so it's only right she does it this way. ] I have a request. I know that we can recover items from home, and such technology was not available in the era this town is modeled after, but does anyone have a more modern television or entertainment system available that I might be able to borrow? It would need to play video discs of DVD quality or higher. I promise to take really good care of it. [ And she is using her mature-but-cheerful voice for this call. ] It would either be that, or I would ask to borrow your property for a time, so that I might show off a film from home. I will even clean up when we are finished.



[ Action : On the streets of Mayfield ]
[ Nanoha is out walking today, dressed simply but outside of Mayfield's usual standards. It's amazing the difference a shorter skirt makes. Those who know her can probably take a guess that her neighbor and friend, Hayate, is the one responsible for this alteration.

The woman is moving with a purpose in mind, but she'll still stop for some pleasant conversation if someone approaches her. ]




[ Action : 945 Beulah : Closed to residents ]
[ There is a knock at the door! But this should come to no surprise as she had called ahead the day before to make certain everyone she wanted to see would be here. Nanoha would very much like to meet Fate's assigned "family". No reason they cannot all get along well, right? ]
then_there_were_none: (Somewhat squishy)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-07-31 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
My big sister! [There's a solid bit of emphasis there, this time.]

[The one fetching the volleyball has obtained this bouncy thing and stands up--then chitters a bit, before stretching her wing out to rest the "palm" against Nanoha's hand. The wing is warm, and covered with some kind of thin peach-fuzz. The big thumb claw is resting off of her actual hand and on the fence instead.]

Soft!
then_there_were_none: (Happyfais)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-01 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Hehe!

[The wing fluffs a bit as Flandre giggles, and then pulls away to fold back against her shoulders.]

I'm being good about that, now!

[Besides, there are things to occupy her right this instant that aren't in the neighbor's yard, so she was disinclined to wander.]
then_there_were_none: (RAINBOWS 8D)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-02 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Only a little!

[Well, a lot sometimes.]

But I can take a nap when I'm tired anytime now, even in the daytime. The sun doesn't hurt at all!
then_there_were_none: (Did you have a question?)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-02 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Flandre chirps as she follows that gaze upwards. And keeps talking.]

It hurt and burned before, when I was awake. But then I fell asleep and came here and it doesn't bother me at all now.
then_there_were_none: (Somewhat squishy)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-02 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Flandre glances down again, after finding only clouds in the sky up there (though that one that looked like a flower was interesting). She giggles, and bounces from foot to foot a little. Goodness, but she is happy.]

I wish Remi could come out more, though.
then_there_were_none: (Glow in the dark eyes)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-03 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes! When I'm not sleepy. We can see in it, all the time, so it's not so bad.
then_there_were_none: (Default)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
We will! Thank you, miss.

[Another wing-fluffing motion, as her hands were too busy to wave.]
then_there_were_none: (I don't care if it doesn't fit)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-08-03 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Another little bob.]

Goodbye, Nanoha!

[And the one Flandre promptly throws the volleyball at the one sitting down, who throws it at the one following the ants again. It bounces off of her head and makes her squawk and chitter something vaguely French and angry, even though she had to have seen that coming, at least in a roundabout way. The others just giggle again, recover the ball, and the game of catch resumes.]