[ todomatsu is, for the moment, still in his stupid dirty white robe (though a box of clothes is on the floor next to him), rinsing a cut on his finger in the sink in the refectory kitchen because it is the least creepy place with plumbing.
he winces like a baby even though it's just water. ]
[ todomatsu has generally not been doing shit over in the village for the past week, but after learning that they have access to a nicer area this morning, he has, for once, been busy.
right now he's by the shore in a fresh new shirt and cropped pants, sitting on a stool he stole from some animal's house with the fishing rod he borrowed from the ranch, hoping he can catch something exciting (at least more exciting than the tasteless crap in the refectory) for dinner, even if he hasn't given much thought to what he'd actually do with it. ]
intro weekend, saturday
he winces like a baby even though it's just water. ]
Ouch...
[ ugh. fuck blood rituals!!!! ]
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w0, monday
So... two months of this, supposedly.
[ which feels like, almost equally as bad as the blood sacrifice part right now. ]
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w1, monday
right now he's by the shore in a fresh new shirt and cropped pants, sitting on a stool he stole from some animal's house with the fishing rod he borrowed from the ranch, hoping he can catch something exciting (at least more exciting than the tasteless crap in the refectory) for dinner, even if he hasn't given much thought to what he'd actually do with it. ]
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