[Day 72: another fine day at Marina Asylum! Besides the suddenly-missing food in the shelter, anyway. But, regardless of strange happenings, a busy parcel mistress' work is never done. And so after filling her bag with sorted mail, she strikes out for another busy day on the route! Today is more relaxed than yesterday, but she still wishes to be prompt with her deliveries! Out and about she goes~]

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Gin: a letter from Roxas.
  
• Road: a letter from Reiichirou Shiba.
  
• Ribbons: a letter from the Peregrine Mendicant.
  
• Euphemia: a letter from Ribbons.
  
• Rei: a letter from Ribbons.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• From Sano: to Lavi, Josak, Kobato, Sakura and Akito.
  
  • PM has been given extra invites to distribute to hot guys anyone who seems interested.
• From Rayflo: to Xion, Namine, Kairi, and Sakura.
  
• From Ribbons: to attendees of the Marina Asylum Academy Breakfast Meeting. Save for Cross Marian, that party crasher.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• The Peregrine Mendicant: package from Jalyt!

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[Her route over, she stops by the pizza place to pick up something to eat--assuming anything is left--before she settles in at the post office to water the new potted plants, give the place a quick cleaning, and to anticipate any possible visitors with her dinner.]

[If you do not feel inclined to thread things out and you were not one of the mass-mailer recipients, please respond OOCly or with a brief IC reaction so we all know you've seen it/received it! Mail submissions for Day 73 go here! And yes, you're welcome to thread with PM at any location she's plausibly visited.]

[It's late at night, and Tsukasa is very, very tired. He falls asleep quickly, and is almost immediately dragged into a nightmare.]

[About an hour after he's fallen asleep, he's already managed to toss and turn quite a bit, and he's started to cry, still asleep.]

[Something in his dreams startles him enough to wake him, sending him toppling from the bed onto the floor. He just lies there, not moving.]

[[ooc; Closed to Rei.]]

Spike, I have that duster you've been crying about. Come get it.

[After the barbecue (before Road's post) he's sitting cross-legged on a low brick ledge out front of the shelter, the black coat folded neatly in his lap. He's just -- watching the "sunset", tracing a gloved finger over the scar on his eye thoughtfully.]

[Because I wish to be close to him. The Fourteenth.]

...Earl, you still...]

[Where am I?]

...Wisely? Where - Wisely! This isn't funny!

[The video flicks to a very familiar plushie. Road pushes the screen with one of her cotton paws.]<>

If you've gone and lost me again then Cyril will yell at you.

[And the doll puts her hands on her embroidered hips and huffs]

[CANON UPDATE to chapter 196. Here's a very confused doll!Road for you, Marina.]