[Every grave in the yard is covered in one or two flowers, courtesy of Sakura. She puts a few more on Gyoro and Ururun's grave before moving on. She doesn't cry. Instead she places the flowers as nicely as possible around one of the graves.]

How are you, Itachi-san? I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner to see you. [arranges the flowers a little more and smiles]

[ooc: a 'year' since Itachi died ;-; you can catch her coming to and fro from the graveyard as well]

[Afternoon|Open]
[Even from several meters down the hall one may be able to smell the aroma of the shelter kitchen. Anyone who enters will see the steam lightly blanketing the air from the plates and platters covered with food. It looks like someone has been cooking for hours--and she has. Rapunzel moves around with a closed, distracted focus as if she's not paying attention to everything she's doing. The food still comes out perfect--she could do it in her sleep.

But she hasn't even noticed that her smiley face chocolate chip cookies are all starting to frown.]

[Evening|Closed]
[It's after all the baking is done, the food packaged away as best she could--what she could fit anyway--and the kitchen cleaned that Rapunzel realizes that this distracted didn't work at all. She's gone and Rapunzel feels like she's lost all over again. For a moment there had been relief--she could do what she wanted now and Mother's overprotective shadow wouldn't be there--followed by guilt. How could she even think like that?

She goes to the only place that makes her feel safe. The clock tower. Roxas won't mind, will he?]

[It's getting late. Otoha knows this, but he's not on duty tonight. He lets his feet wander, and walks through the streets. He doesn't really care that he has no idea where he's going to end up. It's nice to be able to just wander, no pressure... right?]

[... No. He still has his city in his thoughts. It's hard to think of it as anything but 'his'. It was his to protect, to care for, to help grow... and he had lived there his whole life. If anyone could claim the city as theirs, it was him, right?]

[But maybe... that wasn't quite right. That line of thinking was where the problem with Eko started, more or less. He sighs, and realizes that his shoes are crunching down on sand. The beach, then. He puts his hands in his pockets, staring out at the water, letting his thoughts wander along where they will.]

[Unusually, the club has been overtaken by its littlest patrons. One (1) Anya Alstreim, Knight of Six, and one (1) Roxas, Keyblade wielding Nobody, have taken up residence at the bar counter, dangling feet and all.

Pushed to the side are empty bowls of ice cream and they may be drinking out of straws, but that's not abnormal, right?]

Jade! I think Jade. You know what? Your idea of pouring peach schnapps over vanilla ice cream worked! It was really good. [his eyes are bright, and he holds up a shotglass]

And I just wanted to tell everyone that -- I really like everyone I've met here. Almost everyone. Especially the people who aren't from where I'm from. I just want you all to know that. Being a good friend is the best thing you could be.

...I guess... I could apologize to some people... [another unsteady melancholy moment, and then -- he doesn't!] Nah -- I don't want to ruin it. I'm in a good mood.

[Anya nudges Roxas's elbow, her eyes wide and her face somewhat flushed. But her words are clear and even.] Check on Dagonet, too.

Oh -- and someone should go feed Dagonet. [a thoughtful beat] He's the cat.



((OOC: Forward dated to later in the evening! Anyone who tags will likely get double teamed, but if you want someone specific, just say so. We are amenable to all the things!))

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