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[Anyone around the shop plaza might notice Simon walking from the item bazaar to house 37 dragging or carrying some supplies, namely planks of wood and some basic building materials. Simon's got a little project on the go despite the cold, and he looks determined to get it done. He's wearing Anise's Tokunaga doll on his back.

Residents of house 1 might hear some clumsy construction noises going on close to the building as well, behind the big tree on the right side. Bother away?]

Comments

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[fff, fail trolling, Peony. Simon doesn't have any explosives. 8|

He does, however, have a heavy object to bash his fingers with, and not much experience in using said object...]

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[Simon would do well to learn how to troll from him.B|

Even if he is immersed in his thoughts, a girly scream yelp of pain would jolt him out of his reverie.]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[In that case-]

OW!

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[He's going to walk briskly towards Simon.]

What happened?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Ow ow oww.]

...I think I missed.

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[He looks at the bruise that was already starting to form.]

That doesn't look too good. Maybe you should head inside and put some ointment on it.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Hastily, Simon hides his hand, wincing a little.] It's okay! A real man doesn't retreat after one little hit!

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[why so adorable D:]

It's not a retreat; it's just recovery time.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[He's the real man now, uh. Emperor.]

Recovery time? Really?

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

Really. I mean, it's always best to be at full strength, don't you agree?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, you're right. You don't mind, though?

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

Of course not.

[He starts heading back to the house. Simon better be following him.]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[And follow him he shall! The little project can wait. Besides, a break from the cold might be nice.]

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[Once they're in the warmth of the house, Peony leads Simon into the living room.]

Now where did Nephry put those ointments...

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Ah- I don't need anything special! Just a bandage would be okay!

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

In that case, I'll be right back.

[Peony disappears into the kitchen and comes out with a small bandage, which he hands to Simon.]

Here you go.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Your Majesty. [Anise has trained him well- sorry, Peony.]

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

It's no trouble.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

You're not going to tell Anise, are you? When she comes back, I mean.

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

Tell her what?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

What I'm doing.

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

[sooob that was meant to be a joke. You know, like "what's there to tell?" Mun fails at this orz]

Don't worry, I won't.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Nah, Simon just fails at social skills and comprehension. >_>; He's honest and that messes with his sarcasm recognition.]

...Thanks. I wanted to surprise her.

[enrappigtured.livejournal.com]

I'm sure she'll love whatever it is you're surprising her with.

[Oh, how he misses the days of youth. Not that he's old or anything.]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...You think so?

[You are so old if you're being nostalgic, Peony.]