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exsiliumlogs2013-09-09 02:13 am
gradosfinest) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-09-09 02:13 am
[Quasi Closed] A mid-patrol snack.
Date & Time: September 7th - Afternoon
Location: Madoka's Bakery
Characters: At the very least, Amelia and Sayaka. But also whoever else happens to be around at the time!
Summary: Amelia's on patrol when she's distracted by the incredible power of Fresh Baked Goodness. Then she meets people!
Warnings: Several brave cookies may end up being cut down in the line of duty before this is over. But seriously I can't really think of any, I'll add them if they come up!
[A city like this contained more than a few surprises, and if Amelia was going to be fighting some kind of a war for these people? It only made sense to explore things more closely now. After all, how was one supposed to help defend this place without knowing what's where? That was the point behind this patrol, the young knight slogging through the perpetual rain in that suit of armor she was virtually never seen outside of her apartment without, lance slung across her back as usual.
And thus far? There's not much to really report, it's been quiet enough that Amelia's allowed her mind to wander slightly, losing herself in thought for a short while until something manages to catch her attention. And this time? It's because something smells good. Really good. She perks up a little at that, glancing around for a second before realizing there's one particular building it's coming from.
... well. This counts as something interesting, and a rumbling in her stomach reminds her that marching around all day certainly does tend to make one hungry. So with that decided, she approaches the bakery before glancing around for a moment, carefully reaching up to knock on the door a couple of times with a single armored hand. Just marching straight in would probably be rude, right?]
Hello? Aaaaanybody home?
Location: Madoka's Bakery
Characters: At the very least, Amelia and Sayaka. But also whoever else happens to be around at the time!
Summary: Amelia's on patrol when she's distracted by the incredible power of Fresh Baked Goodness. Then she meets people!
Warnings: Several brave cookies may end up being cut down in the line of duty before this is over. But seriously I can't really think of any, I'll add them if they come up!
[A city like this contained more than a few surprises, and if Amelia was going to be fighting some kind of a war for these people? It only made sense to explore things more closely now. After all, how was one supposed to help defend this place without knowing what's where? That was the point behind this patrol, the young knight slogging through the perpetual rain in that suit of armor she was virtually never seen outside of her apartment without, lance slung across her back as usual.
And thus far? There's not much to really report, it's been quiet enough that Amelia's allowed her mind to wander slightly, losing herself in thought for a short while until something manages to catch her attention. And this time? It's because something smells good. Really good. She perks up a little at that, glancing around for a second before realizing there's one particular building it's coming from.
... well. This counts as something interesting, and a rumbling in her stomach reminds her that marching around all day certainly does tend to make one hungry. So with that decided, she approaches the bakery before glancing around for a moment, carefully reaching up to knock on the door a couple of times with a single armored hand. Just marching straight in would probably be rude, right?]
Hello? Aaaaanybody home?
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Thank god nobody was around to see that. She quickly runs a hand through her hair, sighs, and straightens up; calling out towards the entrance. ]
The door's open!
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getting stuck in a doorway thanks to her armor would hardly be dignifiedshe'd hate to accidentally damage the doorway or something. And when she does she sniffs deeply before speaking up, her voice entirely too cheerful for somebody wearing hundreds of pounds of steel. at the moment.]Good afternoon! I was just walking by and I couldn't help but notice that something smelled really good!