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[hippocarnival]

✆CHANNEL
FREQUENCY: 925.47851

DESCRIPTION: Yuya isn't difficult to catch via radio during the day unless he's in the middle of practice.

✉MAIL BOX
LOCATION: Mailbox on Door

DESCRIPTION: Any manner of taping it to the door, pushing it into or under the door, or making a little paper plane and throwing it at Yuya directly are effective ways of getting letters to him. Or you can use the mailbox properly!

Comments

[betheman]

Mhh...They had insisted that no matter what, they could tell as soon as they'd seen someone... ..I, the man Gongenzaka, even managed to receive a fully fitted coat, [he half chokes, still astounded.]

...I, the man Gongenzaka, must say, however... ...having the opportunity to grant gifts to those one cares about... ...It was truly a worthy gift in itself..!

I, the man Gongenzaka, can only hope she enjoys what I gifted her.... [He probably means the Ringmaster but...wait what did he give then!?]

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya shifts, starting to close the boxes of the armor to keep them nice and neat until he can take them back to the carnival. It takes a moment, but he thinks he picks up on who Gongenzaka means.]

The Ringmaster? ['She' could be a lot of people, but the Ringmaster was the one enabling all the gift giving.]

[betheman]

Aauh, the Ringmaster! I, the man Gongenzaka, have been practicing crafts using my vines and plants; so, with that, I wove something for her.

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya leans back slightly to peer at the plants on his back.] It's kind of like a hobby now if you're making so many of them.

[betheman]

Auh...a- A hobby? ....well, that is not quite how I, the man Gongenzaka, saw it, but...

[Ahhhh well. He shakes his head.] Hmn! I, the man Gongenzaka suppose...if I continue working with things as I have so far, it would be one...

[Moving on.] ....I, the man Gongenzaka, shall let you rest, hmm? You'll need it, before we move on from here after all.

[hippocarnival]

Yeah... [Yuya nods, carefully moving the boxes to the floor beside the bed. They drop a little too hard and he winces, but they're armor so it's okay.

He flops back against the bed, rolling over onto his side to get confortable.] Ugh, I can't believe I actually got sick... it better go away before performances start.

Annnd a wrap-!

[betheman]

[To that...Gongenzaka merely laughs.] HAHAAAAH! Well, one can only do their best to recover, before then!

Ahh... ...I, the man Gongenzaka, shall make some tea-this will pass, Yuuya.

[With the help of some hot tea, and possibly an extra-large furry blanket-]