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[cloakanddaikon]

[The following have been left, more often than not, on the recipients' pillows, penned on plain white card stock.]

[cloakanddaikon]

[That done, and all else looked after, there is time enough for a final cup of tea out in what was once the cave's front lawn, and now serves instead as the barn's yard.]

[asthecrow_flies]

[there is RUCKUS IN THE BARN (probably from someone entering from a window or some other entrance that isn't the front nor the door. A few minutes later, and Ikki actually skates out the FRONT door, kind of. Confused]

Zexion, did you clean in there or something? My laundry pile's huddled in the corner with the fear of God in its eye. . . . eyes.

. . .

Buttons?

[cloakanddaikon]

I had thought it best that some boundaries within the loft be very firmly delineated.

[asthecrow_flies]

Hoooh. YOU TELL IT WHO'S BOSS, MOM.