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milliways_bar2017-03-20 04:56 pm
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Let's call it annual maintenance
For most of today one can find Abe no Seimei ranging across the mountainsides, navigating steep inclines and rocks and the occasional drift of unmelted snow with the confidence and agility of a mountain goat. He carries on his back a sort of quiver filled with long, slender stakes adorned with flags in a variety of colors.
Occasionally he will stop in a particular spot, close his eyes, and rotate slowly, sniffing the air. Then he will take a flag from his quiver and plant it before moving on.
Seen from a distance, the flags form a rough honeycomb pattern with a few gaps in particularly steep or rocky areas. Most of the planted flags are blue or green. There's a smattering of yellow and the occasional glaring red.
After nightfall he can be found back at the bar, ensconced in a booth and working on his laptop. The screen displays a topographical map of the Milliways mountains overlaid with - what's this? - a rough honeycomb pattern of blue, green, yellow, and red dots.
(He is, needless to say, botherable at either stage of this mysterious survey.)
Occasionally he will stop in a particular spot, close his eyes, and rotate slowly, sniffing the air. Then he will take a flag from his quiver and plant it before moving on.
Seen from a distance, the flags form a rough honeycomb pattern with a few gaps in particularly steep or rocky areas. Most of the planted flags are blue or green. There's a smattering of yellow and the occasional glaring red.
After nightfall he can be found back at the bar, ensconced in a booth and working on his laptop. The screen displays a topographical map of the Milliways mountains overlaid with - what's this? - a rough honeycomb pattern of blue, green, yellow, and red dots.
(He is, needless to say, botherable at either stage of this mysterious survey.)

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He smiles up at Seimei and bows from his seated position, stroking the rabbit's red and black fur.
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Seimei espouses a religious philosophy that says even a demon can achieve enlightenment, but he is not naive enough to lower his defenses around one (even a rabbit-shaped one).
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The rabbit yawns at Seimei, displaying rows and rows of shark-like teeth. Sinric whispers something to it and lifts it down from his lap, setting it down on the patch of grass around the base of the tree.
It shakes itself, hiccups a small ball of flame and bounds off into the undergrowth.
"Sadly," Sinric opines, wiping his hands in his cloak, "the smell rather lingers." There's a whiff of kerosene in the air.
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Seimei's tone of voice is light and joking, but there is concern in his eyes.
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"Please wait a little longer
So when the wind blows you away,
You can ride it with the blossoms."
Hopefully, Sinric can hold out until the cherry trees bloom.
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Well. Large vanity project.
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Yes, for Seimei that's a big deal.
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"Now, to make sure there will be cherry blossoms for us to enjoy, I must survey and shore up my spell. It has degraded in places since last year."
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[OOC: Good spot to wrap?]
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