tomorrow will be special, yesterday was not

[supraliminally]

Who: Everyone plus Yukari
When: Day 63 -  morning to noon
Where: 3rd floor common area / by the shrine room
What: Hashing things out! / fixing things / mingle

[A large sheet of paper is stuck to the wall. The handwriting on it is sketchy but readable. A number of multicolored markers are next to it, as is an empty bottle of wine, which coincidentally is in the hands of one (1) Yakumo Yukari. She looks tired, but pleased.

((OOC: you can edit this g-doc! have your character add whatever it is they would want to write in the margins/etc. you can also comment to talk among yourselves or to talk to Yukari! probably she will bother you if you show up.)) ]

Comments

[larcenous]

[... snerk]

Heh, I wouldn't mind hearin' your poetry again.

[untempered]

Once was enough for several lifetimes.

[larcenous]

You're breakin' my heart.

[untempered]

Sorry.

[larcenous]

[and then, there is a thoughtful look]

[those never bode well]

Aaaaactually...

[untempered]

...no.

Pre-emptively, no.

[larcenous]

... Oi!

[untempered]

You're up to something.

[larcenous]

I am not!

I just want your help, that's all.

[untempered]

With what?

[larcenous]

Naming my new business.

[untempered]

You're running a butcher's shop, aren't you?

[larcenous]

Yeah. Will be, anyways.

[untempered]

I didn't realise those needed names.

[larcenous]

Just callin' it a butchers would be borin'.

[untempered]

Any traditional names that might fit?

[larcenous]

Just enough meat puns to drown in.