audience: yuffie

[mygod]

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w0 monday

[mygod]

[They appear around where the garden was yesterday. They're slowed down by a cane and slight limp, but is timely nonetheless.

Their crow caws annoyingly.]

You said you're fine with working, right?

[mogger]

[ yuffie has repurposed a few empty grape juice bottles for water bottles to water with..... sorry if your plants smell get drunk, death ]

The Great Yuffie never backs down from a challenge!

[ does she actually know anything about gardening. she will also hold out a hand to the crow because mistakes are being made ]

week 0, monday

[mygod]

[ they appear unnervingly without any footsteps somewhere behind her. ]

War will do.

[mogger]

[ shrieks and jumps ]

What the hell?! How'd you sneak up on me?!

week 0, monday

[mygod]

[ Yuffie...

Well, after sending the crow, it will eventually... come back! And peck at her!

Pestilence walks in after the bird. ]

Oh, naughty...

[mygod]

[The crow flies out so sweetly onto her arm! And then it pecks her like an asshole.]

week 0 monday

[mygod]

[ sometime after the crow pecks at yuffie and leaves, famine will show up. they sigh ]

I don't want to speak to you at all.

[mygod]

[ hehe. ]

Magic.

[mogger]

What the hell! [ swats at it ] That hurt!

[mogger]

Lucky shot! No one can outninja the greatest ninja of all time!

[ just admit that they got you, yuffie ]

[mogger]

What's with these things?

[ swatting at it ]

Hey, Pestilence, control your bird better!

[mogger]

[ will have "sonon" and "nero" and "someone else protecting me" on her arm ]

Yeah, yeah, I know, stop getting to know you. But I'll keep it to strictly business this time. Deal?

[mygod]

[ obviously glances at her tattoos briefly ]

Go ahead then.

[mogger]

[ she will look at them briefly to see if they have any visible but is otherwise not acknowledging the tatts in any way ]

So these special abilities we get - you know about them?

[mygod]

[ they sure do it's at the side of their neck, visible through cloth FAILING TO SAVE THEM and they don't care much about it ]

Yes.

[mogger]

[ hmmmm..... well, she doesn't comment ]

If that's the case, what's mine? And what does it have to do with monsters in the first place?

[mygod]

Are you quizzing me, Gargoyle?

[mogger]

Bus~ted! Just had to check if you were for real.

But seriously, what does checking out an item have to do with being a gargoyle? I thought I'd be able to fly or something.

[mygod]

Olive is not shackled by the chains of servitude.

[ Olive caws annoyingly. ]

And better you than me.

[mygod]

A hybrid profession? Sometimes it doesn't take a ninja to be silent, or sneaky.

[mygod]

I'm not an expert in monsters. The others might've conducted some research, but I only did enough to get a general understanding.

[mygod]

Yes, they are mean. Try distracting it with something shiny, or food.

[Like a small, hateful child. They toss a peanut off to the side, which gets the crow to relent for a while.]

Ignore it and come with me.

[Off they go to the garden.]

[mogger]

I thought you were supposed to be the nice one!

[ hiding her hands from olive now ]

[mogger]

So what profession are you, then?

[ if they're not a ninja. also she would like to fastly change the subject and pretend they never got the drop on her, okok ]

[mogger]

Noted, thanks! [ death is now her favorite, thanks. she hums as she follows them, making sure to keep an eye on evil bird ]

So made ya so interested in gardening anyway, Death?