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Ayumu Yamazaki [ 山崎 歩 ] ([personal profile] kagenonadeshiko) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2016-12-03 01:48 pm

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Who: Ayumu Yamazaki and you!
What: Errand running on the Near Shore
Where: Various locations
When: May 21 - 23
Warnings: None as of yet!




A. The Near Shore, Garden Center

[With spring drawing to a close and the approach of summer, it's time for Ayumu to see what's in season at the market and get ready for summer planting. It's still more satisfying to feel the earth with her own hands and grow her own vegetables. Of course, it's a comfort that even with new conveniences, gardening still remains mostly unchanged.

The same can't be said about Ayumu's appearance today, however. After months of stubbornly sticking to traditional dress, she's finally made the leap to modern clothing. She still sticks out like a sore thumb among the conservatively dressed housewives and farmers in an stylish outfit more appropriate for a hostess club than a garden center. Her long black hair is pulled back into a simple ponytail rather than its usual strict, old-fashioned updo and she's wearing light, natural looking makeup. Ayumu's not used to wearing any of this yet but she's trying her best to adapt.

The Near Shore residents don't notice her as she stands by a rack of seed packets, debating just how much room she has to plant summer crops. At the moment, she's holding packets of okra and lettuce seeds in each hand, apparently absorbed in reading the backs of each.]



B. The Near Shore, Cat Cafe "Calico"

[For all her reluctance to indulge in modern comforts and convenience, this is one Ayumu's quite happy to partake in. She can be found lazing contentedly on a loveseat in the corner with one gray tabby batting at her ponytail and rather massive ball of fluff sprawled across her lap rumbling away. The hot tea she ordered has long since turned cold, forgotten in favor of doting on the cats. A third cat slinks across the floor toward her and jumps up beside her, mewing for attention as well. If a person draws close enough, they can hear her softly singing nonsense about whiskers and paws to the cats.]


C. The Near Shore, various public bulletin boards across Japan

[The time has come for Ayumu to find a job. It's a decision born from boredom more than necessity. She has most of what she needs at the temple but without an undercover assignment and a smaller number of men to attend to, she's found herself with far more free time than she knows what to do with.

Currently, she's standing in front of a town bulletin board, looking through various 'help wanted' ads for anything that might match her skills. However, judging from her dejected expression and frustrated sighs, she isn't having much luck.

What's an old-fashioned kunoichi like herself supposed to do for employment in modern times like this?]



D. Wildcard

[If there's something you want to do that's not listed here, hit me up via Plurk (mimarin) or PM!]
misterfrumpyface: (er... about that...)

[personal profile] misterfrumpyface 2016-12-30 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yukio Okumura. Or Satan. [He gives another light huff.] The living quarters are comfortable enough, but I wouldn't trust a cat not to explore beyond them. Apparently one of the basement levels has a three-headed guard dog. Among other things.

[Erk stays well away from the basements.

He looks mildly confused by the second question. What meals has he liked? Honestly, he just eats them, and doesn't pay much attention to whether he likes them or not. He can't even recall what most of them were.]


I... haven't given it any thought. The food here is strange to me, but most of it is not unpleasant. [He furrows his brows. This is a tricky question, okay.] ...I suppose some of the fish has been quite good.
misterfrumpyface: (sigh)

[personal profile] misterfrumpyface 2017-01-05 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ah--that's very kind of you, Lady Yumi, but please don't trouble yourself on my behalf.

[He'd enjoy a good home-cooked meal, honestly. His own cooking skills are rather lacking. But he's sure he'd feel like an imposition if he took her up on the offer, and he doesn't know of anything he could do for her in return.

He looks down at the cat in his lap again. It's now sound asleep. Finally, he can stop petting it.]


My understanding is that the dog isn't friendly to anyone. I haven't met it, and I hope I never need to. Certain texts I've read have mentioned a three-headed dog guarding the gates of the underworld.

[Which is probably something to be concerned about, but Erk seems to view it as more of an annoyance than anything else.]
misterfrumpyface: (thoughtful)

[personal profile] misterfrumpyface 2017-01-06 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It seems to figure in ancient Greek and Roman beliefs. I don't yet have a solid understanding of who the ancient Greeks and Romans were, but they appear to have shared a very... rich mythology.

[To put it tactfully. From what he's managed to study in the short time he's been here, Erk thinks 'bizarre' would actually be a much better descriptor.

And he glances awkwardly down at the cat again.]


But... er, very well, if you insist. I fear I make for poor company, but if you're sure I wouldn't be imposing... I would be honoured to join you for dinner at your convenience.

[All he wanted to do was find out what this establishment was. Now he's got a cat on his lap and an invitation to a home-cooked dinner. How in the world did that happen?]