[Self indulgent farm AU continues]
[Wolfgang Grimmer] - [Kenzo Tenma]
[Wolfgang Grimmer] - [Kenzo Tenma]
The paper newly posted on the town message board had been just strange enough to catch Grimmer's eye on the way home from the store. He'd stopped and stared at it, eyes reading over the information present, and after a reading over the final line a few times, he stood up straight with a small noise of confusion. Apparently, whoever read the thing and accepted the strange proposition was meant to take the paper with them, wherever it was found. Was that really alright?
And what a strange thing it was, too. But it sounded a bit fun, and Grimmer had never encountered any sort of dangerous jobs or opportunities on the message board. Perhaps this would be just fine, as well. Tenma had been a little squirrely ever since his leg had healed enough to walk, but not enough to work. Grimmer smiled to himself, imagining the doctor's excitement over this strange invitation. With that in his mind, Grimmer shouldered the bags to one arm and gently ripped the paper from the board, tucking it under his arm.
And of course, he'd been right. It only took a tiny bit of coaxing to overcome the fake sort of hesitation that Tenma often gave when presented with an opportunity for frivolous fun. Oh, you know, we should make sure the chickens are fed and are all in good health, but Grimmer would assure he'd already done that. But weren't we supposed to deliver that thing today-- And another reassurance that it had been taken care of. Exhausted of reasons to not go after only a few suggestions, Tenma would give a short sort of sigh and smile wide, pretending to be just a tiny bit bothered as he announced he'd go get properly dressed.
And so, here they stood, at the gates of some rather odd little place. Well, 'little' was the wrong word for it. Tenma leaned back slightly to take in the full scope of what lay before them, large gate with trees just beyond. His breath puffed out in quiet clouds as he took the opportunity to stretch, attempting to shake loose the little tendril of foreboding that had entered his chest. "Well, it looks normal enough, doesn't it?" Tenma mused loud, rubbing at his arms in thought. Grimmer murmured a noise of agreement, though he had to admit, he felt a little uneasy. For months now he'd been able to let his guard down, for the first time really in his whole life, and how easily it returned to him when faced with this odd situation. The flyer had been friendly, the setting safe--so why did he feel so ill at ease?
"We can turn back if you'd like that," Grimmer mused, glancing over at Tenma with a soft look in his eyes. Tenma, however, shook his head and smiled, reaching out to gently clasp Grimmer's shoulder.
"I think a little fun will do us good, don't you?" he chuckled, echoing something that Grimmer had said earlier when coming home with the paper flier. Grimmer just hummed and nodded, smiling to himself at the doctor's words. Yes, he supposed it would be fine. If it wasn't, well, Grimmer was confident they could get themselves out of trouble. They had done well enough of that in the past, to be very sure.
[Section 1 - 1 (555 words)]