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[buriedvigil]

Sender: Anonymous, but signed as 'Gossip' on the bottom
To: Everyone
Subject: Helpful titbit

A place that dozen't ask for any coin, you'd think that'd be a beggar's haven! But findin' myself lacking reason to sell my wares, so feel fortunate you're gettin' the best gossip from Fresno Street for completely free here.

And I got here a bit that's an absolute smasher! Now, got ye eyes glued to the page?

[Since it's all reading now, it's definitely different from telling passer-bys on the street. It's okay, he'll adapt.]

Just between uz, saw a man throw a shoe directly at another fella! Straight from the ground to a treehouse and it knocked the guy clean over! Everyone talkin' about these dreamotion abilities, but I witnessed with my very eyes how effective a shoe can be.

Maybe we should all start practicin' that move. But if you wanna tell me an effective alternative, I got me eyes open. Ya know, in case I run outta shoes.


[Contrary to his icon, Vigil is dressed in a nice enough suit, the blue overtone matching the gloom that seems to surround the man. There's definitely an exhausted air to him as he stares up at the fruit hanging from the tree, because this is apparently his life now. And he thought the whole business back home was tiring...]

Exploding fruits.....

[Because it can't be normal fruits here, they have to explode if touched. So, the only way to get them down is through those abilities everyone's been using, but... he really hasn't been practicing that. He looks around to anyone that's also working on this task and he musters up some courage, before addressing the other person.]

I do apologize, but... are you familiar with these dreamotion abilities?

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[buriedvigil]

[Perhaps in a predictable manner, Vigil starts to protest, his words coming quickly.]

I couldn't possibly take one your notebooks--

[He's already troubled her enough with his problems and everything. If he really wants to start doing something like this, he can probably pick up something on his own; Vigil really doesn't want to waste something she owns when she probably has far more use for it.]

I'll find a shop once I'm ready.

[judicialassistant]

[ But she has so many--

It's fine, though. She understands why he would say no, and she can respect it. ]

I think I've given you quite a lot to think on today. My journal is always open, though--if something else occurs to you.

[buriedvigil]

[It somehow feels like he's said the wrong thing still, but Vigil nods once more, his earlier gloominess returning despite his efforts to push it down.]

You certainly have, Miss Mikotoba. ...I thank you for telling me about Inspector Gregson and I'll keep your offer in mind, but I don't wish to hold you here any longer.

[He's sure she still has many things to do today. Not to mention, he does wish to return back home and think about stuff on his own.]

[judicialassistant]

[ Susato quietly shakes her head. ]

It's no trouble at all. I don't wish to leave you in a bad way, but... I will certainly respect your need for space, and the time to let everything sink in.

[ ...... ]

You will be okay on your own?

[buriedvigil]

[He nods in reassurance, although, it's probably not too reassuring given just how solemn Vigil appears. Surely one of his more default expressions, but somehow he seems more worn down now compared to just a few seconds ago.

NO WORRIES THOUGH......]

Yes, I'll be just fine, thank you. [......] Please take care yourself.

[judicialassistant]

[ Everything hurts. Everything sucks......

How many times has she bowed her head? How many times has she apologized? Who knows. It is a rather default expression for her, too, so she does it anyway. ]

I'm sorry, Mr Vigil. Please take care of yourself, too.