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Harvest Moon: Homeland Security

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Cedrik looked at Claire for an instant, "what's a carpenter doing at the florist place? Don't tell me they are 'friends', this is a little suspicious…oh well, I guess since this is a small town everyone knows each other, right?" he thought right after extending his hand to the carpenter; of course he didn't know they were brothers.

"Claire…Claire…, where did I hear that name?" he said, pressing his index finger on his forehead moving it around once and once again, "Oh yeah! You're the person Arron was talking about! I need to thank you for fixing the farm buildings. Oh sorry! I think I should introduce myself first; I'm Cedrik, the new farmer. I must say you did a nice job there, according to Arron all the buildings were old and rotten, but they don't look like it now".

The florist then appeared in front of him extending his hand. He gave a friendly handshake to him, although he was thinking Cecil is strange name for a boy, "Cecil, right? It's a pleasure; I'm Cedrik and I just arrived here, well, I guess you already know that".

Cedrik took a look at all the flowers around him, "You really have a nice place here" he said putting his hand on the back of his head, "since I lived in the city for a long time I'm not used to see nice places like these". Cedrik then scratched his head, "About the seeds and the watering can, is it ok if I drop by tomorrow to pick them up? I still have some places to visit first and I don't have something to carry them right now".
 
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OOC: Uhh...R.A.M., would you mind providing a different notation for thoughts and speech? As it is, it's sort of hard to tell the two apart at times. o.O Anyways, for the purpose of this post I'll assume that the first bit occurred only in Cedrik's head. If not then Claire would have a thing or two to say about that. Oh, and since Claire's a girl they aren't 'brothers' (Implying that both are male) but 'siblings'. ;3

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As was always the case when someone complimented her work, Claire's mood improved at Cedrik's remark, her smile widening slightly. He had taken the handshake reasonably well, although personally the carpenter had hoped for a bit more 'umph' behind it. Well, at least he didn't whimper and nurse his hand after the gesture like some people had. He then proceeded to compliment that shop as well, which - indirectly - was another pat on the back for the carpenter, although Cedrik probably wasn't aware of it.

"Well thank you kindly." she replied, "I remodeled it myself, though of course Cecil was the one who did the flowers. Oh, and about that glorified barn they shoved on you; you'd better have that checked before autumn comes. I did my best with what that stingy mayor would provide, but I'm not sure how it will hold up against a proper storm."

Cecil chuckled, "The pleasure is all mine." he replied, "And you're quite free to come and pick up the seeds and can whenever you feel up for it. Usually, either Claire or I will be around to answer the door here. Oh, and speaking of my sister..." he added, leaning a bit closer to the new farmer and lowering his voice so that Claire wouldn't hear, "She might come off as a bit bossy and boastful at times, but she's really a caring and sensitive person deep down, so try to play along with her when it's not too much trouble, alright?"

"Hey!" Claire snapped as Cecil pulled back, her eyes narrowing in suspicion, "Just what are you two whispering about?"

"Oh, just discussing gardening secrets." the florist replied innocently, adjusting his glasses, "At any rate, we've already been keeping you for too long, haven't we?" he added to Cedrik and Arron, "Good luck with the farm and don't hesitate to drop by if you need any help getting started. We all have to work together, don't we?"

"Right." Claire concurred, "You've still got the better part of the grand tour to go, don't you? And it's getting pretty late too..." she paused, a small grin on her face announcing that she had come up with an idea of sorts, "Say Arron, how about you just skip out on going around the whole freaking village today and take him to Kalinder's place instead? If you came the route I assumed it's going to be night before you're done, and most of the folks in town should be around the bar this time anyway. Besides...I think our new farmer here could use a proper welcome instead of being hauled from house to house like a tourist on a cheap package holiday."
 
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Arron shrugged, "Suits me just fine. Alright then kid, the bar is over there," He jerked his thumb behind his back, "Go there."

With that, he pretty much ditched the new farmer, wondering if anyone had the nerve to steal his usual seat at the counter of the bar. The trek there was short, and when he opened the door, it was already bustling with customers. He noted that Lynn had already arrived, and was sitting in her usual seat, right across from the sink where Anna usually stood, washing glasses and pouring beer from the keg that sat right next to the sink. Sidling up to his seat, Anna smiled and said cheerfully, "Running a little late, Arron?"

"No, the farmer was."

Anna blinked, "The new farmer?"

"You work in the bar and you don't get any information, do you Anna?" Lynn laughed and Anna smiled, shrugging as she fixed up a flat beer for Arron.

"I don't often listen to other people's conversations." She said mildly, handing Arron his usual beer and picking up the money he'd discarded on the counter, "But I'm sure he'll be arriving soon, if Arron was to be escorting him. Did you leave him behind, Arron?"

"He's with Claire and Cecil. He'll be fine." Arron replied, taking a sip of his drink, as Anna craned her neck to look at the door with curiousity.

"The kid's probably real accustomed to Arron by now!" Lynn pounded her fist on the counter, "That's probably for the best though, since he's the most irritating person in the entire town!"

"Thanks." Arron spat sarcastically, before taking a bored sweeping glance about the bar.

OoC// Ahahaha, crappy beyond belief, my apologies...
 
Kisa nodded with understanding as Belle left. She might take a few baked goods over to the new farmer as well, but with buisness so pathetic, she didn't know if it was really worth it. Still, making the new farmer feel welcome was a step to getting him working as soon as possible. Quickly, she whipped up a basket and stuffed a few muffins and tarts inside. She left behind Belle and headed off twoards the old farm.
She found the new farmer there. Wearing a heartwarming grin, she approached him, brandishing the basket of goodies. She handed the lovely basket to him. "Hello, I'm Kisa, and I own a bakery here. I've decided to prepare a little welcoming gift for you! Please feel welcome here."
 
"This looks like a good place to set up shop, doesn't it Kianne?" A brown haired boy of sixteen asked of the girl sitting in the wagon behind him, after the horse drawn wagon had come to a complete stop. The boy jumped down from the reigns, and made his way around to the back, where the entrance to the covered wagon in which they lived was open. The boy was wearing a black hoodie and a pair of jeans, and the girl he was now looking out was stirring out of a sleeping bag in black pajamas, rubbing her green eyes childishly and brushing strands of creamy grey hair off of her forehead. "Oi, we're on the edge of town, it would probably be best we set up here instead of in town where we could upset some people. I'm going to put up your tent, okay?" The girl nodded in reply.

The boy spent the next hour pitching a black tent under the shade of a large tree, while the girl got dressed in a black tanktop with a red cross on it, and a black skirt that goes down to her knees. Today would be a set up day, not one for making money, so dressing up would not be necessary. "I'm... going into town to buy supplies." The girl said emotionlessly as she left the wagon, a brown basket over her shoulder. Kyle nodded in agreement, and the girl headed north into town. Upon reaching the town, however, she stood in the dead center, confused as to where to go next.

OOC: In regards to where they're set up, on the big map, it's the area of forest between the racetrack and the southern farm.
 
OCC: Is this roleplay still active?
 
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