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∞ 97: Peace and routine [action]

[Things have been fairly quiet in the village with the draftees away on their escort mission. House 42 is especially quiet, with its lone remaining resident spending each day feeding his housemates' pets and then taking care of the horses in the nearby stable. It keeps him busy enough.

He gets around to opening Sheena's tea house around noon today -- later than the last two days he has gone in. He never spends a whole afternoon in the shop; perhaps a few hours a day, just in case anyone is curious enough to look inside. Kogoro stays with him in the tea house, usually content with chewing on a milkbone toy he found in the item shop. Albert himself taps away at his laptop at one of the tables with a cup of jasmine tea nearby.

If anyone looks for him on this somewhat cold day, he can be found at the stables in the late morning or the tea shop for the early afternoon. He is also available by journal.]

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[It isn't until sometime in the evening that Caesar finally has a chance to sit down and take a real break. Of course, when he does, he can't resist the opportunity to scribble a little message to his brother. He hasn't done this in ages.]

Keeping yourself busy, big brother?

[Bruce Banner is going to be wandering into Sheena's house of tea sometime in late noon. He was never a big fan of tea, but this was one of the few places he had yet to visit in this village so he decided to check it out. Imagine his surprise when he sees Albert. On a laptop.]

Good afternoon-- is that a laptop? [Wtf why do you get one.]

[The book may be sitting open, but there isn't an immediate reply. Looks like Caesar might need to "ring" the journal to get Albert's attention.

...Or maybe not. The camera switches on, and there's the sound of a dog snuffling at the journal curiously.]

[Albert blinks at the strange greeting, turning in his chair to acknowledge the person who had entered.]

Good afternoon. Yes, this is a laptop.

I've actually been searching for the one I had back home for a while.

Is it okay if I ask where you got it?

Certainly. I had to ask Sir Catherine for it. [Well, it had been more of a side effect of asking about computer books, but it all led to the same result.] He has answered requests in the past, but I believe it has been more difficult for him as of late.

[Ahhh, he was told he might have to. But it didn't hurt to ask at least.]

And I supposed usually him answering these requests comes at a price right?

[He shakes his head.] As far as I know, no. It simply took him quite awhile to fulfill the request -- nearly a month, for this laptop.

Nearly a month...

[That's actually pretty interesting. But still...]

So basically we can just ask for whatever we want and they'll grant it at no consequence? I wonder why more villagers don't take advantage of this.

[Regal is indeed curious enough to look inside and see just who is looking after the tea house while Sheena is away on the draft. He's not entirely surprised to find Albert there; when he spots the other man, he'll take a seat at a nearby table (not the same one, out of respect for the privacy of whatever he's doing on that laptop) and lean down to give Kogoro a scratch behind the ears.

He won't interrupt Albert-- instead, he'll wait for the other to finish whatever it is he's doing.]

[...well, that's weird. The last time he checked, his brother didn't make snuffling sounds into the journals. He was sure that Albert would still be awake, but he didn't want to leave a voice message in case he was sleeping.

But then again, he can see something. So he must have answered, right? Maybe it was an accident. Either way, he'll speak up this time. Just to be sure.]

Albert?

[Albert must be off checking on the water for tea, as the only response is a happy yip, following by the camera swinging and getting a nice view of paws and unfamiliar floor as Kogoro carries the journal away.]

Sir Catherine still has to decide whether or not to fulfill the request, lowering the chances of receiving anything. There is also the possibility he cannot find the item. [Which hasn't been an issue as far as he knew, but there were likely many private conversations about items.]

[Albert stops with his typing shortly after Regal enters and seats himself, looking over at the other man.]

Is there something I can do for you, Regal?

[That explains it. That cheerful response, those tiny paws, and that snuffling sound all pointed in the same direction. His dog must have gotten a hold of Albert's journal. He smiles to himself.]

Good dog.

[...hopefully. Assuming that the journal was actually being carried to his brother like he thought.]

[The dog carries the journal as far as the kitchen doorway, dropping it there before scampering off to collect his bone. The journal is left alone for almost a full minute before shoes appear on the camera, and the book is picked up to reveal Albert's face.]

Caesar?

[Caesar is patient, watching the little images that appear through the journal. When he hears his brother's voice, he sounds quite pleased. Kogoro knew what to do after all.]

Hey, Albert. Miss me? Of course you have.

[Albert raises a brow, turning his attention away from the journal long enough to walk over and pull the kettle from the stove.]

How goes the campaign? [He'll just ignore Caesar's greeting.]

Not bad, I guess. The first few days were really wild! [He'd never been involved in warfare like that before, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that at home, it would be nothing like that. Like, at all.] It was a bit troublesome once the ships docked, but overall, not bad so far.

...Wild. [Was that really the emphasis that he wanted to provide?] Did you take any pictures of the Third Party's equipment? [Using the journal as he had done in the past, of course.]

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No. There's nothing unusual about the soldiers. They're the same as always. Their boats aren't that impressive, either. They look like regular boats, except with giant balloons attached to them. [And he's not really impressed by flying boats. Would he really want pictures of that? Maybe he should look out for them in the morning or something.]

[So very dismissive, Caesar.] You did not think to inspect their boats, or salvage any materials or mechanisms that allow their boats to fly like that for study?

Of course I thought about it. [Briefly. Very briefly.] But there's nothing special about them. They're not even very advanced ships. Are you really that interested in seeing them?

[Albert's response is flat and unimpressed.]

Yes, Caesar. I would like to know what you are up against.

[Well, he could understand why his brother would want to see them given that this is actually a possibility, but... Eh. It's not like he wouldn't be out there anyway.]

Fine. Tomorrow, you'll have your pictures. We don't see too many of those jerks at night. There aren't a whole lot of those Shift Hunters out here, either.

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