Rebel 28 [Action -- Forward-dated to Morning]

[not_meatbuns]

[Litchi started out this morning with the intention of getting some groceries, but the sheer number of new people in the village is making her pause. And look a little dumbfounded.

Why is she getting a really bad feeling the clinic is going to be overrun something fierce...?

She'll just be making her way to the store and then trying to make it back to House 48 without bumping into too many people.

Give her a hand? Knock the groceries out of her arms? Just stand there and whistle at her? Your choice!

She'll also be making her way back into town to try to find some familiar faces later on, because if Kokonoe or Tager or Bang have found their way here, she wants to see them.]

Comments

[hageshii]

... never heard of it.

[not_meatbuns]

I'm fairly sure you made it up.

[hageshii]

Now don't be pinning stuff on me Litchi, why would I go doing a thing like that?

[not_meatbuns]

You tell me. You seem to get all too much amusement out of things like this.

[hageshii]

You sure it wasn't Dave who wrote it up? The guy always had it out for me.

[not_meatbuns]

It wasn't David! Mr. Goroh, honestly now...

[hageshii]

How do you know it wasn't? Where'd you find this letter?

[not_meatbuns]

[She is unimpressed, Goroh.]

You're not convincing me it was David who wrote that. I know better.

[hageshii]

Damn. A man leaves for a few months and suddenly no one trusts him anymore.

[not_meatbuns]

[Exasperated as she is, she can't help but smile a bit.]

Mr. Goroh, it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I know you well enough to know that letter was yours.

[hageshii]

Didn't write no letters, doc. Ain't my style.

[not_meatbuns]

I still have that letter inside if you don't believe me.

[hageshii]

Yeah? Yeah, let's see this letter.

[not_meatbuns]

[And Litchi goes inside, skirting around the Fire Stingray wreckage and heading into her room to grab the letter. And then comes back, handing it to Goroh.]

Does this look familiar at all?

[hageshii]

[He looks at it carefully and reads it all over.]

... huh. Interesting. [He hands it back.] Not my handwriting.

[not_meatbuns]

[...]

Mr. Goroh.

[hageshii]

[He reaches in one pocket, pulling out a photo of himself... autographed. His name is signed completely differently.]

[not_meatbuns]

[...ohgodwhat. She just stares, expression going blank.]

[hageshii]

Now what did I tell you?

[not_meatbuns]

[After a couple stammering stops, she manages:] I still don't believe David would have written that.

[hageshii]

Now ain't that a mystery.

[not_meatbuns]

[She'll just take that letter back now, eying it uncertainly.

...Sigh. Why is she even bothering? None of this really matters anyhow. How he always pushes her buttons like this, she'll never know.]

Letter aside, Mr. Goroh... I've really missed you, you know.