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Jul. 9th, 2020 01:25 am
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You know the drill; feel free to let me know anything you think could help me improve with Yoko from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann.  All I'm asking is that if you leave a comment, please be mature about it and make sure there's reasoning behind whatever you're putting.  It will help me out more.

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[Yoko looks a little more than disoriented as she adjusts the PCD.  Her tone is soft, her words are quick, and everything about her expression is very serious.]

If anyone needs a place to stay, my offer still stands-- there's one extra room here, but we can arrange something if it's needed, however temporarily.

I live in the third Greek House.  It's still in one piece and there's food and water... and whatever else you might need.  [Her expression goes blank for a few moments.  Despite the event having ended, it's still all processing.  When she focuses back in on the device, she gives a curt nod before clicking it off.]
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I know I've spoken to a few people about it  but I was wondering what kind of weapons people were using.  More specifically, if anyone has what it takes to make bullets.  I know it's a far stretch and everything's scarce... but there's a lot of scraps around this place.  Even if someone could just give me a direction to start looking it'd be highly appreciated.

And also, if anyone wants to exchange methods of fighting?  I've learned some more since I've been here, but I'd like to learn as much as I can.

[Pause.]

Thanks.

[And the feed ends.]
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Hey I noticed everyone's been asking for things to prepare for winter.  I have a lot of extra blankets, some clothes, too, if anyone really needed any.  Whatever you can give for them is fine, it doesn't have to be much...so long as you're taken care of, too.

[There's a pause and the sound of fire cracking in the background.  She ponders over what else to say.  It was getting cold and snow had already begun to fall in Adstring.  She exhales with the faintest of smiles tracing her lips, not that it can be seen.]

We have an extra room here, too.  If anyone needed to stay - temporarily is fine, too.  
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[When the feed clicks on it's apparent that Yoko is outside. She's lying on her stomach, propped up with her elbows. As for the PCD? She's completely unaware that it's decided to click itself on. With her hands, she's supporting her rifle; one eye tightly closed so the other can look through it. It's whatever's beyond her that she seems to be deeply focusing on and there's an eerie stillness for a few moments.

Then, a bang as she pulls the trigger.

Yoko lifts her head with a proud smile before the PCD catches her attention. She lowers her gun and sits upright, picking up the device and sighing to herself.]


I just killed a pig I think. It had-- [Did those even have wings?] It was different. Does anyone know if they're safe to eat?

If they are...anyone who could use the extra meal can stop by. Until I run out, of course.
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[Yoko’s sitting upright against a wall. Her knees are pulled to her chest and her rifle is positioned between them, the cool nose of the gun resting over her shoulder. Her eyes, usually calm but only seen as sad, are wide. She’s terrified, but she still doesn’t have a full feeling of this place. With one shaky hand, she reaches for the PCD only to see it’s already on. She’d normally be concerned about the device and the fact that it seemed to have a mind of its own, but she was too worked up over other things right now.]

I know I haven’t been here long but I don’t…I don’t really understand--

[Her voice trails off as she spots the last thing she wanted to see. Dropping the PCD, she crawls over to the grave she knows really exists back home. It isn’t a tombstone, but a sword with the tip of the blade dug into the ground. A red cape with a dark symbol similar to that of a flame wave from the handle where it’s tied.

Yoko pulls her knees as securely to her chest as she can and rests her chin atop them, staring blankly.]

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[The feed clicks on and Yoko blinks her golden eyes a little curiously. She then sets it across from her and giving a quick smile and lets it fade away before speaking. Her normally confident voice sounds a little shaky. Quiet, even.]

Hey…my name’s Yoko. I don’t know exactly what’s going on or…if anyone can even hear me on this… If someone has some spare time maybe they could help me? I’m not exactly sure how this device works…

[Her eyes scan over the buttons and linger there. She doesn’t look back to the feed – there are some tears building up there but she manages to blink those away effortlessly.]

I’m from the Littner Village…it’s underground. I don’t- I don’t think this is home just…let me know if you know anything. I'd appreciate it.

[She cuts the feed.]

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