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[This dream, now... when you step in, there's a warm sensation that immediately floods the atmosphere, a sense of familiarity and safety. The air is clear, the sky is blue, it's quite a quiet day; there's not even much noise ringing out from the house, which is an old place too. This is a center, a place of beginning, someplace nostalgically reminisced of, a sanctuary.
There's a somewhat dusty courtyard, with the house facing onto it, and there a scruffy-looking man (sans his swords) is seated, smoking and apathetically watching the sky. He appears to be quite lost in contemplation of the clouds, mostly ignoring any comers and goers. There's a tough, pretty blond lady smoking with him, close enough to be companionable but not really encroaching, and... a much younger girl with a facial tattoo, apparently napping.
Rin herself is inside, but audible and findable, preparing a light repast.]
Mama! I'm going to take tea on the stoop with Manji and them, okay?
[And from the house of course there's a return call, because Rin's parents are home, her family is home. "Of course, dear. Just remember, you need to finish sweeping out the house today!"
These people never met, and certainly never lived together. Rin never took tea with Manji and Hyakurin and Doa out in front of her house while her parents were alive. She's never even eaten together, with all three of them. But it's just a dream, isn't it? You can have what you want in your dreams.]
There's a somewhat dusty courtyard, with the house facing onto it, and there a scruffy-looking man (sans his swords) is seated, smoking and apathetically watching the sky. He appears to be quite lost in contemplation of the clouds, mostly ignoring any comers and goers. There's a tough, pretty blond lady smoking with him, close enough to be companionable but not really encroaching, and... a much younger girl with a facial tattoo, apparently napping.
Rin herself is inside, but audible and findable, preparing a light repast.]
Mama! I'm going to take tea on the stoop with Manji and them, okay?
[And from the house of course there's a return call, because Rin's parents are home, her family is home. "Of course, dear. Just remember, you need to finish sweeping out the house today!"
These people never met, and certainly never lived together. Rin never took tea with Manji and Hyakurin and Doa out in front of her house while her parents were alive. She's never even eaten together, with all three of them. But it's just a dream, isn't it? You can have what you want in your dreams.]