Of Mice and Men

It was a beautiful morning in Manta Carlos city. The blue sky seemed to stretch forever, with only a few poofy white clouds in the sky. The warm air of a summer at its height made most pedestrians wear shorts and loose fitting clothes to help stay cool. The denizens of the island were beginning to stir just like they would any other day, likely preparing for their commute to work. For the most part though, it was just another Thursday like any other. Students on summer break were savoring their final days of freedom before beginning classes again soon, parents enjoyed leisurely days at the beach with their children, and the far and few in-between went about their business as normal.

What a beautiful, beautiful, day.
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8:00am
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Cyrano De Bergerac woke up in his apartment slowly, and then went back to sleep for another 30 minutes... After this second attempt to stretch a few extra minutes of sleep out was done though, the red nosed tengu literally rolled out of bed, "Ungh" the man groaned to himself as he pushed himelf slowly up off the ground reluctantly. The yokai rubbed his eyes and looked around at his supremely tidy apartment, it was another day then. It was refreshing to be gone from the academy for a while, make some cash over the summer to afford his own apartment for when he was on break. Still, the summer was nearing its end and soon enough he'd be back into a uniform.

Cy didn't bother to put on any clothes as he shuffled like a zombie over towards his shower, washing himself and shaving some of his black stubble. Black facial hair on a completely red body didn't mix. Once satisfied and feeling more presentable, the yokai plopped himself down at his desk in his two room apartment and opened up his laptop. "What've we got then?" he said to himself, checking his intensely detailed calender, only to find that he had nothing going on that day nor until next Wednesday. God, not having anything to do was driving him mad with boredom. Maybe he'd go see a movie by himself, gorge himself on popcorn and soda, that'd make him feel better. Mulling over these thoughts the tengu walked onto the balcony of his apartment and looked down at the streets below.

It was a beautiful day.

@ReD
@Saber
@Nameless​

8:30am - Cy's Apartment
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Cy continued to sit on the balcony of his apartment, staring down at the streets below and wondering what he was going to do with his day. School was almost around the corner, he had to get through one more year before he could graduate. The tengu wasn't sure what he'd do after that honestly. Would he get a job? Would he go to the college here? It was a haze of questions that he didn't dare try and venture into sober. Instead, the swordsman simply sat in his boxers and tanktop on the balcony and let the warm morning son heat him up. This was not to last however.

The sound of a knock on his door stirred the yokai's attention, "Hello? Is anyone there? Special delivery!" The voice of a man could be heard from the other side of the door. Cy frowned, he didn't recall ordering anything recently. What he saw in front of him as he opened the door was a man, presumably in his thirties and shorter than him. He wore disgusting colors, with a cyan coat, a green turtleneck and dark purple trousers. The oddest part was his hair: His presumably long hair was rolled and tightened into small "bulbs" of hair that stood on his head. It was like a polka-dot pattern of red hair bulbs and exposed skin. Cy truly started with a great day in the morning, and with that he meant a disgusting and horrifying one.

"O-ho! I'm surprised at your complexion! Are you tired, good sir?" The man asked. Cy was unsure whether this was a joke regarding his skin color or not. The delivery man handed Cy the package. The address was fine alright, but the name was something else. A package for a certain "Ging Nigg". Odd name. To flabbergasted and confused to reply or stop the strange deliveryman, Cy failed to stop him from leaving, "Well, I guess my job here is done then! Enjoy your package, kind sir! I'll be taking my leave!"

And with that, the "charming" delivery man was gone. The tengu suddenly had a bad feeling. He opened the packaged box only to find it empty. How strange. With that the tengu went back to the balcony, more puzzled than before.
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8:30am - Rosetta's Apartment
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The sound of a fist knocking on the door would be heard throughout the woman's apartment as a man's voice called out. "Hello? Is anyone there? Special delivery!" The voice of a man could be heard from the other side of the door. Were Rosetta to open the door, she would find a man, presumably in his thirties and shorter than him. He wore disgusting colors, with a cyan coat, a green turtleneck and dark purple trousers. The oddest part was his hair: His presumably long hair was rolled and tightened into small "bulbs" of hair that stood on his head. It was like a polka-dot pattern of red hair bulbs and exposed skin.

The delivery man would quickly hand Rosetta the package if she were to open the door. The address was fine alright, but the name was something else. A package for a certain "Ging Nigg". Odd name. The enigmatic deliveryman would smile and look full of life as he regarded Rosetta, "If that's all you'll need miss, I'll be on my way!" he said with a chipper attitude. With that, he would close the door to her apartment, disappearing seemingly after that if she were to try to look for him upon opening the package to realize it was empty and wrongly addressed.
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8:30am - The Cross Fox
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The sound of a fist knocking on the door would be heard throughout the Cross Fox as a man's voice called out. "Hello? Is anyone there? Special delivery!" The voice of a man could be heard from the other side of the door. Were Yoka to open the door, she would find a man, presumably in his thirties and shorter than him. He wore disgusting colors, with a cyan coat, a green turtleneck and dark purple trousers. The oddest part was his hair: His presumably long hair was rolled and tightened into small "bulbs" of hair that stood on his head. It was like a polka-dot pattern of red hair bulbs and exposed skin.

The delivery man would quickly hand Yoka the package if she were to open the door. The address was fine alright, but the name was something else. A package for a certain "Ging Nigg". Odd name. The enigmatic deliveryman would smile and look full of life as he regarded Rosetta, "If that's all you'll need miss, I'll be on my way!" he said with a chipper attitude. With that, he would close the door to her apartment, disappearing seemingly after that if she were to try to look for him upon opening the package to realize it was empty and wrongly addressed.​

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