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[Action - At Work]
[Being the wife in a domestic setting was nice for the most part, but being able to work only 'feminine' jobs was kind of a let down. Still, she had secured a place in the library shelving books and it brought back memories of her childhood.

It wasn't anything like she expected though, considering that the books were either 'How to Make 100 Casserole Dishes' to 'Sewing and You'. The creepy obsession with the 1950s stereotype was kind of making Hayate queasy in her own way.]

Maybe I should try to find something to read after this...

[Anywhere in Town]
[Shopping for food was something she was intimiately familiar with, being that she provided for herself for many years, and then helped a group of people grow into their roles. Still, she clucked her tongue at the prices. They were horribly inflated that day even for the prices that were typically found during the time period they were supposively inhabiting.

Waving the grocery boy over, she held up an orange, and put on her best 'Fussy Lady' powers.]

Young man, I've got a complaint. Three for a dollar? That's highway robbery! They're at least worth sixty cents for five. I mean look at the condition these are in! They're mushy on the inside, and the skin is broken on many of them. I demand a lower price for these, or I will find my business at Grovers instead of Barnums!

[The young man whimpered and stammered an apology, and soon Hayate was loaded with good produce for the best prices. As she left the store, she grinned, having made out like a bandit.]

Still got it.

[Event]
[Hayate kept running. There was nothing for it, and those horrible things were after her. She had no powers, and only a stick in her hand. Hurdling a fallen log, or maybe that was a charred person, she kept running and running and running. Her lungs burned and she realized she really was reduced to squishie mage, emphasis on squishie.

There really wasn't anything for it, and Hayate inhaled as she turned the corner, daring to raise her voice in this absolutely frustrating, and horriflying. situation.]

EEEEEK! SOMEONE SAVE ME!

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[If Shiki had a nickle for every time he was told that... he'd probably have 10 cents. A bit of silence came from him out of the sudden collapse but instead of panicking over it he just tries to help her up.]

I wouldn't feel right if I just left someone like that.

Yeah, I wouldn't either... if I had my powers, I'd have blasted them already. But I have absolutely nothing.

[God she felt helpless and useless. She hated that.]

You have your mind, and that's powerful enough. We're alive aren't we? Animals survive in the wild on pure instinct alone without anything over-the-top. As humans, we have stronger minds.

[This is one of very rare moments that Shiki is trying to give a pep talk. Which is why he has a reassuring smile. Whether he's good at it or not, well... your mileage may vary.]

Yeah... yeah you have a point. Thanks, Shiki.

[She did smile at that. And at least it was okay for the time being.]

[Since there was no use standing any longer, Shiki moved his way into the living room and set himself down on the couch. Fingers twiddled with one another as he stared up at the ceiling, an arm draped over the back of it and a hand coming to rest on his lap.]

For right now, I think we should discuss what to do if they come in here. We don't have many places to run, and we can't run away forever. [Though, given Shiki's pacifistic nature they may very well be doing that...]

[Hayate followed, sitting down in a chair.]

I think so. We can't keep ourselves barricaded in. We'll need a way out if they try to get in.

We could jump out the windows, though I don't think we'll want to cut ourselves on the broken glass. Still... we might not have a choice.

That's definitely something I wouldn't want to go through.

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