My, still so many new arrivals.
[It's almost purred, the PCD being sat down on a table, long nails tapping beside it in a slow drumming.]I've a bit of extra dried meat that can go to anyone who needs it- along with more knitting, given the time I've had for a few more scarves and mittens, and a few hats. No need for trade if you've nothing, kist
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I wouldn't mind a pair of mittens, a scarf, and a hat, if it's okay.
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[He notices the chain and pendants, curious and intrigued, but not enough to query for now.]
((ooc: that helps a lot, thank you! and here is a voice reference for Akito, if you'd like, since it's a bit surprising. c:))
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[That smile never leaves, gesturing towards the front door.] If you'll come inside, I have them sitting out in a coffin I've yet to take to my room.
(OOC Well here is something for Undertaker, even if mostly singing. *~*imagine*~* +1 English accent X3)
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[This is just a bit creepy. At least he's aware of what 'undertaker' means, so the idea of a coffin being inside isn't exactly surprising.] Are you a funeral director?
And, um... If you could bring some out you think I might like... I would prefer to stay outside, if it's okay.
((ooc: o-omg. salgkjh that voice! so creepy xD))
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[THIS IS WHY HE IS SO BORED HERE.
Laughing, leaning with a light tap of a nail against the boy's forehead before turning to walk up the stairs.]
Per~fect~ly alright. Give me a moment.
(OOC: I love it!)
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[WE WOULD UNDERSTAND THAT if he knew about the death thing here.
Akito pulls back at the tap, startled. It irritates his injuries, but he ignores it; used to the pain enough at this point that it doesn't particularly phase him.]
Un! Okay.
((ooc: it really seems to suit him, from what I've seen!))
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[HE WILL FIND OUT.
Slipping inside, and not a moment after that coffin is slidding down the front stairs, skidding to a stop just a few feet infront of them, lid still on it.
Undertaker slides the lid off once by it, showin many scarves, mittens, and a few hats all neatly placed inside by colors that match enough.]
There we are!
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[Which is what his father did, albeit in the wrong way...
AND YES. HE WILL. soon enough. sadly.
Akito watches curiously, impressed by the variety of knitted goods.]
How long have you been knitting?
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[Sitting back on the steps for a moment, humming a little idily.]
Since last December, a tiny bit before then with other bits of sewing.
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[He hesitates for a moment, but doesn't feel like he's in any danger at the moment, and sits himself down gingerly nearby.]
..Since last December? How long have you been here?
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[Tapping a heel, causing an odd jingling sound from the buckles attached to the odd belting winding up boots covered by clothing.]
A year and some change, I do believe- there are those who have been here far longer than I.
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The answer to his question shocks him, however expected it had been. Had he not already been sitting he's sure he would have fallen down.]
How much longer..?
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...And no one has found a way home?
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[Sitting back against those steps, legs crossing as those buckles up along his boots jingle.]
Sometimes people get sent back home, and sometimes they come right back after a while.
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[He's all but forgotten what he came here for, distracted as he is by this information.]
I can't stay here for so long.
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