[ It's been a while since he's had so many newcomers attending soccer practice -- much less some with prior experience and enthusiasm! It's hard to get any proper teams going with the revolving door that Marina has, so the new faces has him more energetic than usual.

First, he'll introduce the new players to the ones who have been here a bit, and then drills will be more like small matches -- 3 on 2, with a pair on offense, a pair on defense, and then himself as goalkeeper. Haro is about, too, fetching the ball if it flies way too wide, so people don't have to run all over the field. It won't be warm like this for too much longer, so they have to get in the time together like this while they can, before moving things indoors. ]


(OOC: Tag around as you guys please~ No need to use headers, but if you want to specificy before or after practice, feel free! I'm assuming the 3-on-2 based on attendance being Neil, Sasha, Ryo, Moji, and Yuta, but of course more are welcome! I admit I don't know who all attends on a regular basis. I should make a wiki list for this...)

Wait tomorrow's Halloween? Already?! Geez, I will never get used to how holidays fly by around here. If Halloween's coming up then that means - [LONG PAUSE]

...That means I'm nineteen now! [and instead of the happy face of a birthday girl, she looks mostly horrified.] I aged in prison! All this time's gone by and I didn't even notice...! How did I not notice my own birthday?!

[hands on her head] I can't believe I've been here for this long...

It's getting colder, [her voice is doubly detached; her words said without any particular interest.]

Does every world have a snowy season?

[Anya's absconded to the park for the afternoon. She sits on an otherwise empty playground swing, but not really swinging; just idly kicking a toe at the pebbles every few moments as she flips through the pictures on her PDA. As expected, she won't say no to company.]

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[ Currently in a front of a convenience store, Setsuna stands there with a faintly blank expression. But if one can look harder, he's actually pondering about something.

Pondering. While drinking out of a milk carton.

He's thinking about what he could practice cooking for breakfast today. He's getting sick of butter and toast. Plus, it's about time that he moved on from just toasting bread. ]

Hm.

[ A light glance to the side, he notices one of the bots pass by peacefully. He would ask the bot for thoughts, but... they don't even eat. It would feel silly.

... He'll just make a short network inquiry instead. Afterwards, he can properly shop for what he needs. ]


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[ Setsuna slightly lowers his milk carton down. Though, the straw is still visible in view. The background clearly displays the front of the convenience store. He remains with that unchanged expression. ]

Marina Asylum. Good morning.

[...] I wish to inquire: What is your preferred breakfast?

[ and a tinier voice, while eyeing to the side (he didn't mean to mumble this one): ] Do the bots eat?