Forty-Eighth Spool of Thread - [Voice/Action]

[so_shik]

You know...[And then she pauses in speaking as she watches all of the commotion outside. She's securely tucked away on the porch of All Passions with Mr. Mew, merely observing.] I feel like I might be one of the few people that isn't too bothered with all of the new people. This is a lot more like home, being so busy and crowded. Besides, the village grows as the population grows, right?

[And she gets up from the porch, heading down the stairs and marching toward the fountain. Let's see if we can get a better look from here....] What's the worst that can happen?

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[didyoublink]

[Who knows what can happen? Certainly, the statue at the fountain doesn't seem to know.]

[so_shik]

...[Well that's new. She's going to pause, moving closer to examine that new statue.]

[didyoublink]

[Yup. It's a statue, all right.]

[so_shik]

[Well what happens if she prods at that statue?]

[didyoublink]

[If it's offended at this breach of its personal space, it doesn't give any indication. Feels like marble. Tock, tock.]

[so_shik]

[...okay, weird. Well then she's just going to start to walk off...statues are statues, and the village has weird stuff every day.]

[didyoublink]

[Sure does. The statue isn't any different.

Except a few moments on, she might catch a glimpse of its reflection behind her. Seems to have moved a little in her direction.]

[so_shik]

...[And she's looking over her shoulder, blinking in surprise.] Did you just...[Of course it didn't, Shiki. It's a statue.] Ugh, whatever. I'm losing it. [Walking again...but still glancing back every now and then.]