[ good afternoon, siren’s port. ( or, at least, she’s one to hope it’s as good as it can be for each residential individual, regardless of the practically required hardships a city like this one overwhelms someone with. ) for some, there’s a familiar spectacle trudging about sector six. not loping, or gracefully gaiting, but trudging as though
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It has been a while, Amaterasu. It's good to see you again.
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Don't keep me waiting too long. You know I want to be aware of on-goings with you.
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Of course I wouldn't. How have you been?
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Oh, you know. Practically just as lazy and dull as any cat. Terrible heats make me want to eat and sleep and eat in my sleep. At least, it's begun to cool down, though!
Now, now. Do tell me how you've been yourself.
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[It's a blatant lie - that he's been well. He's stressed to hell and back. If it weren't for those allies (actually friends, but he hesitates to use that term - people were either allies or family), he'd have gone insane.]
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[ she sits in the grass in a quiet, suspecting, solemn manner. she lacks her usual goofy, casual expression. she can only see and hear him, and so, she can't pick up on airs or scents and depict much of anything based on mannerisms. this lasts for a moment or more, before her tail thumps on the ground behind her. ]
Eating? Sleeping?
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[He's been eating far less than he should and a lot less healthier than he'd like, especially in the wake of Big Boss' disappearance.]
But I've been sleeping a lot better, at least.
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Things like this, lost appetite and the like, become easier when you keep yourself in the right sort of company and apply a conscious effort. Don't forget about the ones, myself included, who wish very much for you to take care of yourself.
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[It's just been such a stressful time, after all.]
After all, I can hardly be of any use if I run short of energy.
[And he is painfully thin even without this.]
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