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youwillbeunequaledWho: Tonbokiri and Minato Arisato
What: Computer lessons
When: March 20th
Where: Tonbokiri's place in Fluva
Warnings: None.
[A few days have passed since arriving in this town.
Tonbokiri has spent his time mostly occupied with finding tools and materials with which to improve the home he'd, or rather the horse Mikuniguro, had chosen, as well as trying to find water and food suitable to eat. Without a doubt, that is becoming a most pressing problem...
However on this day he is taking some time to fashion a shelter outside for Mikuniguro. Although weather is as unusually grey as everything else in this place, this morning had felt rather chill, and he wondered if there was any chance of rain or snow. Whether there was or not, it was only proper for the noble steed to have a place of his own, anyway.
So Tonbokiri is outside, slowly but steadily fashioning a stable out of a former shed not far from the house, as Mikuniguro listlessly wanders the field, not grazing the grey grasses.
Tonbokiri occasionally walks back to the house to get a particular tool or more of the slightly rusted nails he's collected. The door he leaves open as he comes and goes, as it doesn't quite fit squarely anyway, and he's not far off should anyone come.]
What: Computer lessons
When: March 20th
Where: Tonbokiri's place in Fluva
Warnings: None.
[A few days have passed since arriving in this town.
Tonbokiri has spent his time mostly occupied with finding tools and materials with which to improve the home he'd, or rather the horse Mikuniguro, had chosen, as well as trying to find water and food suitable to eat. Without a doubt, that is becoming a most pressing problem...
However on this day he is taking some time to fashion a shelter outside for Mikuniguro. Although weather is as unusually grey as everything else in this place, this morning had felt rather chill, and he wondered if there was any chance of rain or snow. Whether there was or not, it was only proper for the noble steed to have a place of his own, anyway.
So Tonbokiri is outside, slowly but steadily fashioning a stable out of a former shed not far from the house, as Mikuniguro listlessly wanders the field, not grazing the grey grasses.
Tonbokiri occasionally walks back to the house to get a particular tool or more of the slightly rusted nails he's collected. The door he leaves open as he comes and goes, as it doesn't quite fit squarely anyway, and he's not far off should anyone come.]
