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[digger]

Why does weird stuff always happen around this time of year? Does anybody even like Halloween...?

[Simon might have had more to say, but right afterwards, he hears an odd "buu-buu" in the background.]

...Huh? What- that was-

...Boota!? Hey, hold on!

[With a surprised gasp, he shuts the journal and hurries off. For the next little while he'll be following a little molepig around the village, looking concerned. And is it any wonder that the molepig is running? After all, Simon is trussed up in this costume, and looks quite unlike himself.]

Comments

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[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

...Nothing. It is not important, my apologies. [Presea looks visibly uncomfortable for a second, but shrugs it off. There's no point is worrying a child over her troubles. He'd never understand any of it regardless.] If...If you are all right, then I should continue on my way. I apologize for assaulting you unwittingly.

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[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

No, no, it's okay! I mean... it was nice meeting you anyway. [A pause.] My name's Simon. [I-if she cares. He's taking a chance.]

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[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

[She does, in fact! Not that she...openly shows it, but it is nice to introduce herself. Or polite, at least.] Presea.

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[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I should get back home, but... maybe I'll see you around? And Boota, too.

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[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

Of course. [She'd actually like that.] Please, take care.