[We dawn on a new day in Teck, where men are men and vampires are dusted! It's about midmorning, and some of you probably don't even want to get out of bed yet, because between D and Eri and Sakura and vampires, it's been a tiring few days.] [You're at the Reinhart ranch. Let's see what happens.] [Ready? Go.] * Mikoto is reduced to dust by the sun. (RIP Mikoto.) ( Aww. ) * Jinx gets up slowly, quite late for him. "Damn, next time I put the naginata to bed before a late night mission." ( My orange joins you. ) * Mikoto is actually sleeping with the fury of a thousand suns, squared. He seriously *looks* exhausted even while he's *sleeping*. [Mikoto also probably got his own room, unless he gave it to Fanfan. Haha yeah right.] * Millie wakes up...or at least comes out of her room, with the slightly unkempt look of someone who doesn't seem to have gotten much sleep. She's sitting in a rocking chair stairing at nothing in the living room. * Tairan is up early, in the yard, doing some fairly intense sword katas. He's dressed only in a light tank top, his normal travel pants, and his hat. * Fanfan is already up. Doesn't look like she got much sleep last night, but she's up anyway. Crazy. (She goes to sitting... thing.) (You'll take my single room when you pry it from my cold, dead hands.) ( You are dead! <.< ) * Jinx stretches and heads over to Millie. "'morning." * Millie kind of nods in response to Jinx, silently. This much silence from her is eerie. * John is up, working on some of the guns that he salvaged off of the dusted vamps. * Tairan is working up a pretty good sweat, despite the coolish morning air. He also apepars to be wholly unsatisfied with his katas, frequently pausing mid- kata to quietly berate himself. * Jinx chuckles. "So, how long planning to stay in that trance of yours Millie?" * Millie looks over at Jinx. "Huh?" She looks down ashamed. "Oh..." * Millie stands up from her chair. "I'd better figure out what I'm gonna do with that new rifle." She makes her way to her room and shuts the door before Jinx can reply. * Fanfan is also in the yard, but it doesn't seem like she's really paying attention to Tairan. She looks like she doesn't even know he's there. Oh, sleep deprivation. * Jinx shrugs, and, having no new equipment to play with, finds some breakfest for himself. [Harold's in the kitchen! Seems he had the same idea, since he's scrambling some eggs for himself. "Mornin', Injun."] * Tairan finally seems to complete a kata that he's satisfied with, pauses to remove his hat, wipe his brow, and take a deep breath, then resumes. * John , having already eaten and shined his teeth, keeps on working on gun stuff. He puts down the light pistol he was working on after spinning the wheel and picks up a medium. * Jinx nods politely and smiles. "Mornin', paleskin. Got any more of those?" [Harold yawns. He stayed up late waiting for you guys, actually. "A-yup. Have a seat."] * Jinx takes a seat. "Thanks. [He doles what he was frying onto a plater, sticking it in front of Jinx. There's already bread, butter, and a pot of coffee on the table. And he goes back to frying more for himself.] * Tairan finally stops after getting through a few good katas in a row, sheathes his katana, then goes to find some water to dump over his head. [Tairan finds a pump! Using it gets water!] ( !Fanfan sticks her fingers in her mouth and wolf-whistles. "YEAH BABY!" ) * Jinx gets to eating, he's not all that voracious, though after last night he does seem to have a fairly sizable appetite. (Haw!) * Millie opens the door and slings the new rifle over her shoulder, holding Greenpeace under her arm. She heads out the door to the yard. ( Ha, Millie's joining in. ) ( !Millie joins in. "TAKE IT OFF!" ) * Mikoto arrives in the kitchen, looking like death. HA. HA. HA. [As soon as Mikoto enters, everyone begins to feel hungry for brains. ... Not really.] * Jinx lets Millie go by without comment, he looks up to Herold after a bit. "Not too bad." * Tairan removes his hat, pumps some water into a nearby bucket, and dumps it over his head. "... much better." * Millie looks over at Tairan and calls out. "That custom where yer from, Lanky?" * Mikoto stumbles over and has a seat next to Jinx. "...morning." * Millie 's still walking as if the place is second nature to her because, hey, it should be. [Harold shrugs. "Been cookin' fer myself longer than not, so it'd be a shame if I couldn't figure out how." He grabs his own food and has a seat, snatching a thick slice of bread and a mug of coffee. Now he notices Mikoto and nods to him.] Yup. s'called 'Don't sit down to breakfast if you're sweaty and smelly.' * Mikoto nods back, then rubs his eyes. * Jinx looks over to the newcomer before he eats more. "Morning Mikoto." * Millie lets out a faint 'heh' at that. "Sensible. Why not head on in?" * John waves to Mikoto absently. He finishes cleaning this gun and puts it in another holster, along with the light pistol. He starts on the third pistol, picking away at it and making sure the parts work properly. "Mornin'." * Millie glances at Fanfan for a sec but doesn't talk to her first. Instead she goes to the old posts where she used to practice. * Tairan shakes the water outta his hair, wrings out his shirt a bit, then puts his hat back on and heads inside for breakfast. [There's breakfast! Eggs for you to fry (with butter if you choose), bread and more butter for that, coffee.] * Tairan makes himself breakfast! And then starts to eat it! (Butter-fried butter) (Tasty!) Up a little late, aren't you? Give 'em a break. He did a whole lotta spellcastin' yesterday. * Millie aims at the post and sights along her rifle, speaking casually to Fanfan. Maybe it'll snap her out of it, maybe not. "Breakfast is gonna get cold, 'yknow." * Mikoto nods slowly, having retrieved a cup of coffee. "It's more exhausting than it sounds." He makes a face but doesn't mention the nightmares. Haha. * Tairan eyes Mikoto. "And it shows." *eats* Yeah, you're right. That would tire you out. * Jinx nods to Tairan and John as he notices them. He's mostly done, but picks at scraps for a bit. * John glances at Mikoto. "I know some of what you mean." He takes the final pistol and, after making sure it's clean, holsters it as well behind his back. * Fanfan is resting in a full lotus, eyes closed, hands over her knees. "I am not hungry." I suppose you would. So, what do you have in your arsenal, John? * Millie shrugs and cracks off a shot. "Suit yourself. Jus' tellin' ya..." * John smiles at Jinx. "Guns, is all." *ting!* * Mikoto sips. Teeeeeeeeeea. z_z ( Dammit, Fanfan might not be hungry, but I could sure use some of that fresh fried eggs and butter and bread. ;-; ) ( *just ate some seafood pasta) ( *is making do with an orange and a canister of Torengos. ) * Tairan plows through his food pretty damned fast. * Jinx shrugs. "Yeah, that's likely." * Tairan goes to clean off his plate, whereever said plate cleaning is done. (And then everyone headed to Central Perk and had raucous misadventures. End session!) ( Whatchu talkin' 'bout boy? In my country, we throw our plates on the floor an' buy new ones. None o' this fancy-pantsy "dish-washin'" ya hear?) [Millie fires! She sees a bright - very bright - streak of light go from her gun, hitting the post. And then it's gone, and there's a bullet hole. And a singed post.] ( Yeesh. That's what Tairan gets for being a considerate guest. ) * Jinx cleans up his plate and finds a nice chair to lounge in. [There is a place to do cleaning, and Tairan starts, but then Harold's over there. "'Salright, Slot-Eye. I'll handle it."] * Mikoto makes a face into his mug, but says nothing. * Jinx leaves his plate for Harold, if the policy doesn't apply to Injuns, too bad. * Tairan raises an eyebrow, then shrugs. "Your roof, your rules." *heads back to the table* [Mr. Reinhart does the dishes!] * John stands up and leans against the wall. "Nice lightshow Millie." * Millie lowers the rifle and walks over to check out the shot. She must still be out of it from the recent events because she's not squealing over the rifle. Go figure. [The post is thoroughly singed, man.] * Fanfan is still ommmming away in the corner. * Millie runs her fingers over the singing, kneeling down next to it. If she heard John, she's not acknowledging it. So, guess we keep after Jan. Won't be surprised if we don't find a thing though, and if we do, I hope somebody else has the head to put it together. [It doesn't burn her! That's good, right? Doesn't even feel warm.] * Millie smiles and snaps up the rifle in her hand, nuzzling it close. Okay, there we go. Not much else to do, unless the townfolks are planning to throw us a party. *eyes group* And somehow, I'm doubting that. * Mikoto looks ahead a little distractedly. "...Kojiro. Kojiro first." [Harold looks over. "Jan?"] [And then he blinks. "Oh, y'all ain't talkin' about that slot-eye who helped saved the town, are ya? That Kojiro?"] Yeah, the one, the only, was involved in the theft of an object we're retrieving. All a bit complex for me, so perhaps Mikoto should explain it. [Harold looks to Mikoto, wiping soapy hands off. Seems he at least knows your names.] * John smirks. "Yeah, we still got work to do." * Mikoto glances up at Harold, looking a little glazed. "A historical object was stolen off a train a