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Current Location: The Cooper Farm, Kansas

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A single figure is trekking slowly up the road to the Cooper Farm as the sun begins to creep over the horizon. Though only awake for an hour, Ichigo feels as if he's been walking all night. Jane gave him directions to the farm when he told her he needed to get out of the city, but it still took him several days walk to get there. His other half was less than co-operative in going in the direction Ichigo wanted it to, and more than once Ichigo felt sure he woke up several miles in the wrong direction.

Nevertheless, Ichigo has finally found his way to the farm this morning. He's not sure what he intends to find here, but he knows that staying in a crowded city is dangerous with his transformations every night. Maybe it'll be better out here in the open.

Hopefully Jane wasn't wrong about the farm. He doesn't want to show up after all this time, only to be told to leave from the wrong end of a shotgun.

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A couple of years? He didn't think people even stayed here this long.

"Nothing special," he lies. "I can understand just about any language, I guess, but only spoken. I can't read or write anything but Japanese."

"Definitely gonna need you as a translator, then." Mel replies. Since Jack's more or less expulsion, a translator could be needed.

"And I'm guessing you can clean? We kinda all pitch in, but there's a lot of us, small space."

His room (in his world, anyways) has always been unnaturally spotless, so Ichigo is pretty confident in his cleaning abilities.

"I'm pretty good at cleaning," he says. "I can handle anything simple just fine, and I can learn the rest if you give me time."

"Great."

Hana is struggling in the chair, so Mel unclips them both, and lets Loo climb on to her shoulders.

Standing, she jerks her head towards the half-sucken bunker. "There're beds in there, that you can stake your place out in. The bedrooms in the house are taken, but the communal places are for all. Don't get possessive about food."

He looks over at the bunker, makes a note of its location in relation to the rest of the farm. He's still feeling a bit lost amongst the very strange layout of the place, but he hopes he'll get used to it.

"Is it okay if I sleep outside? I don't know what there is in the way of wild animals around here..."

He'd rather avoid being attacked (or doing the attacking) in his sleep if there are animals around, wild or otherwise.

"Are there any rules I should know about? I can come and go whenever? Is there anyplace I should steer clear of, or anyone?"

Questions to get out of the way before he encounters situations that require the answers.

"Sure, sleep wherever you want," Mel says cheerfully. "Rules add up to not being a dick. We kinda expect people to put in if they're gonna take a living here, but other than that everyone's spled with each other.

"Not too much wild animals. Sometimes something comes along, but we see them off where we can. Don't wanna attract the bad stuff from outside."

He'll have to be sure to keep his nighttime adventures outside of the Farm as best he can. The last thing he needs is to get booted out on his ass (or worse) for being a dangerous liar.

"Sounds good then," he says, feeling optimistic about the change of setting. "I guess I'll go try to get my bearings around the place. It's not like any farm I've ever seen, that's for sure."

"We're special," Mel says cheerfully.

"Come find me you have any more questions."

"Thanks."

With a quick wave, he's back to marching up the road.

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