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"Well, here I am..." she said, and she climbed down and faced him, taking care not to put too much weight on her leg. She gathered up her courage and stared directly at his face. "Thank-you so much for protecting me today. It really meant a lot to me." She smiled warmly.

'Oh Goddess, please don't let my face turn red,' she thought.

She stood silently for a moment, looking at the ground in that awkward sort of way that people do at the end of a first date.

"...Oh, uh, by the way, you can keep my handkerchief for now; just give it back to me later," she added, and then she stared at the ground again, trying to keep herself from blushing.


(Okay, sounds good to me. ^_^ I can't wait to see what the mayor will do. ^.^)

"Be careful going home!" she called after him. "Wouldn't want you to get attacked by evil chickens or goats or whatever!"

She watched him walk away, her heart pounding. When she was sure he couldn't see her any more, she relaxed and let all the pent-up blood she had been holding back rush to her face, turning her scarlet. "Wow...." she said, dazelike. "What a crazy day." She began to limp back to her decrepit house. On the way, she eyed her lonely little patch of tilled earth. "I'll have to go and buy seeds tomorrow," she said with a sigh. "I'll have to apologize to Laureth." She sighed again. "I need a bath."


(Hey, tell me what you've got in a PM, and maybe I can help. 3nodding

Btw....where'd everyone else go? eek Kalaacko was here for a while, and then she just....disappeared.... sweatdrop )

Sean jogged back home trying to clear his thoughts and straighten things out as he stared up at the darkening sky, taking a few breaths and stopping for a moment. ".. This day has been... Different, but... It's been nice." he said after a moment, and smiled, jogging faster with a smile.

Once he got back though, he looked around in his tent and found some bandages, removing the bandana from his leg and replacing it with the bandage. He then walked back outside, and over to the watering hole where he filled his Watering Can. He grabbed a bucket from nearby and filled it, and began to wash the bandana, until he was sure he'd gotten it clean, and then he wrung it dry before folding it and going back to the tent, setting it with his stuff as he got ready for bed and then fell asleep, curling up in his sleeping bag.

(Kalaacko's waiting for 'tommorrow', so we can pretty much just say they got carried away that night without having to worry about any details. sweatdrop

As for Freaksrus, I don't know. D: )

Valts wiped the sweat from his brow. "All finished," he said as he admired his handiwork. All of his prized hens were sleeping soundly in their little nests, which he had painstakingly had to set up by himself all day long. Their feed was in the silo, the barn was clean, and everything was ready for him to open up shop the next day.

"Okay then, time to hit the hay," he shrugged, and he headed off to the house.

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Back on Jill's farm, Jill settled down in her sleeping bag spread out on her makeshift mattress of hay, setting the first page of her letter back home down beside her. She was wearing a pair of red striped pajama pants and a button-up long-sleeved shirt that matched her pants. As she layed underneath the covers, she thought back on the day. She smiled and giggled to herself. "Today was such a great day..." she said dreamily. She reached over and doused the lantern beside her, and then she rolled over and closed her eyes. "I hope we both have sweet dreams...Sean."

(Okay, end of day one! ::pops confetti poppers:: Now let day two begin! ^.^)

"We have everything we need to get ready, ma'am," her male assistant said. "Just tell me what needs to get done, and I'll get started." He tightened the ponytail in his brown hair and smiled, giving her a thumb's-up. "Just say the word, ma'am."

He blushed. "Well, you know, there are formalities and everything...I am your assistant, after all."

"Okay then, I'll get the equipment, ma'...uh, I mean, Maria." He blushed and picked up the handle of the large wagon they had piled all of their equipment in. Slowly, he began to follow her, the wagon in tow. "So, do the instructions say who else lives here?" he asked.

"If I don't keep at least some of the formalities, though, your father might do something to me," he admitted, a sweatdrop on his head.

"Hmm..." he said, rubbing his chin with one hand. "Do you have any ideas, ma'--Maria?