➹ one

[righttobeararms]

[There's a lot of frustrated noises coming from the journal today. They start out confused, small, and die down for a second. Then as Merida continues to attempt...whatever she is attempting, they get louder, until she finally bursts out:]

Curse this bloody castle!

[There's a distinct "thud" as she throws something...somewhere.]

Alright then, which one of you [She says this word accusingly as she addresses the journal at large.] in there is going to tell me how to get out of here? I ain't sitting in this stuffy place another night!

✿ 051

[adorbs]

( Mr. John Watson )

( Ms. Faye )

[after working on her filters, Nanako pauses as she considers the journal. She knows that people are going to be heading off on an expedition soon... She thinks briefly about the time that she and Ms. Tomoe made boxed lunches for everyone. She would want to do something like that again, but...]

... Does anyone know how to make boxed lunches?

ⅸ ┆ wark!

[shrugs_a_lot]

[Cloud's at the stables, he's been there long enough to actually approach to a particular white mare with black mane and tail --that reminds him very much to Odin's horse--, which he's petting as he examines her. He can't get over the fact that horses only have four legs... Where are the other two?

None of the horses look like they would last a day out there carrying him and the Buster Sword, leave alone all the other stuff he's supposed to bring for the expedition...

The mare seems curious about his hair, and she tries to either smell it or take a munch out of it. Cloud doesn't let her do any of that and in the process of stopping her gently, the journal falls from his pocket, opening as it usually does in these circumstances; without him noticing.]

--stop that... Chocobos do that too...

Horses, giant lizards, but no chocobos. Castle, you suck.


.......


Wark...

[The mare neighs softly at the sound.]

Kweh?...



{{open in person or through journal}}

♫ 7 [broadcast/journal]

[both_neither]

[Gren's broadcast starts of with this little tune. As usual, it plays all the way through before there's a soft chuckle]

You know, I think it finally just occurred to me it's summer. Not that I didn't notice, but that I didn't really think about it. We usually take it for granted. I think we can be at least a little grateful that this place even bothers to observe something rudimentary like the changing of the seasons. It could just decide to make it winter forever, or, heck, not even observe any kind of logical season at all.

But anyway, I thought - it's been a long time since summer actually felt like summer. Like when you were a kid, and it meant freedom.

And maybe freedom is an idea we can use more of.

So, tell me one of your favorite summer memories from back home, or something you like to do that makes summer feel like not just another stretch of months in the year.

[And then the music will start up again, with a nice long list of songs that tie in the theme...and so on....]

....

[Sometime later, in radio silence]

[Vicious]

I haven't seen you in a few weeks.