At five o'clock sharp, a sharp beeping started to emanate from the bedside table, quickly silenced by an instantly alert hand. Jeanie put on her glasses, stood up, stretched briefly, and started her process of getting ready for the day. She checked Terry's water and food bowl, while Terry, who slept like the dead, didn't even stir. She left the St. Bernard in his bed in the corner, and got dressed in her usual pink sweater, jeans, hiking boots and brown scarf. She had a quick breakfast, during which she heard the padding of Terry, or "the bear" as her grandpa called him, coming in and heading for his food bowls. As soon as she was done, she headed out of her farmhouse to get to work for the day. Her first task was to feed her chickens, so she grabbed her chicken feed and made a beeline for their coop. She headed back out, once she'd fed the chickens, to retrieve a basket and collect some eggs she'd seen. Soon, she grabbed the brushes and horse feed, and marched to the stables. She'd read that you needed to brush horses every single day, but she hadn't figured out yet why. The massive, dapple grey draft horse that was Revolver turned his head to look at Jeanie as she came in, and filled his trough, before picking out a brush from the toolbox-like tray that carried the brushes.
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Miranda woke at around 7 o'clock, if her wall clock was to be believed. She opened her curtains and her window to look over the street below. Her garden already had tulips and daffodils blooming in it, and Miranda... Was starting to feel something warm and furry rubbing against her leg. She grinned down at Darcy, and the drk brown cat stared back up at her until she picked him up to look out of the window.
"It's a beautiful day, eh, Darcy?" She smiled at the cat, before making a comedically pouty face.
"Yes, it is, but I want my breakfast." She said, in a forced-lower voice, as she bounced the petulant cat up and down. She set him back on the ground and got him some cat food from the kitchen, where she left his bowl should he want it. She skipped back upstairs and got ready for the day, returning to the main house in a shin length lilac dress, and strappy wedge heeled sandals. She made herself some british style pancakes for breakfast, and pretty much drowned them in syrup.

"Owww..."

Alex awoke on the floor, after falling off her seat again, realizing she'd forgotten to go to bed. She looked over at the heart shaped crystal she almost finished carving before she fell fast asleep again till about 09:00 AM, when her alarm sounded, awakening the sleeping girl. She whacked it on snooze, before noticing it's not a holiday.

Running upstairs in her pajamas, she quickly searched for the outfit she was going to wear, slipped it on and brushed her hair out, before ruffling it to make it look messy again. Nodding at the mirror, she put her hands on the handrail and slid down, before shoving on her baseball cap and running into town to buy a few materials. She really needed an amethyst, and she there hadn't been any in stock, so she ordered some, but as her house was not directly in town, she had to pick it up herself.

After walking into the Gem shop, she ended up buying a sack load of gems, minerals and practically anything that shines, and a football from the general store next door. It was about 10:00 AM now, or so said her watch, and trusting how fast she could run back to her own shop, she decided to stay, as she could easily make the 20 minute walk a 5 minute run uphill.

Buying breakfast (Cookies and an Energy Drink), she looked at her watch. Gasping, she ran out the shop straight after paying, leaving behind 5g, and while sprinting through town, she tripped on a rock, one that had tripped her over almost everyday of her life. If she could be bothered, or, if she wasn't clumsy, she'd remember where it was, but Alex just wanted to get back to the shop. When she was done setting up, the time was around 10:30 AM

"Ah.. Damn it.." Sage said in a low voice as he stared down from his bed at the smoking remains of his alarm clock. It was 9 o'clock in the morning, and as usual, he'd blasted his alarm clock into smithereens as soon as the alarm went off. It wasn't his fault... The thing was way too loud, and Sage's reflexes were just a little too sharp.. "Why does this have to happen every morning?" Sage asked the empty air around him before sighing and snapping his fingers. Instantly the clock rebuilt itself and floated back onto the nightstand on the opposite side of Sage's bed. "What a waste of magic." Sage thought as he got out of bed, his night clothes immediately shifting into his usual day clothes. Instead of the black and red pajamas he had been wearing only a second ago, he was now wearing black dress pants, a red t-shirt, and a black button-down shirt that only had two buttons in the middle done.

Sage stood in the middle of the apartment on the second story of the Tranquil Eclipse and sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. "Time to get to work, I guess.." He said with a bit of reluctance as he stepped out of the bedroom and down the spiraling stairwell that led down from the far corner of his rather expensively furnished living room. He stepped off the stair well into the back room of his grand establishment, the Tranquil Eclipse. The door to the back room swung open of its own accord as Sage made his way into the main room and stepped behind the long, clean counter that blocked off the large majority of the room from his stores of liquor. "Just as I left you." He said with a content smile as he looked out upon the remarkably clean and luxurious bar before him. Not a single thing out of place, and not a speck of dust or a trace of other disgusting things to be found. He sighed contently as he set to work, setting glasses and preparing the usuals for customers he knew would come.

"It's fine Mum, really," Liam weakly assured the frantic woman on the other end of his current call, "No, Mum, no, that won't be necessary." Unconsciously the young man began to fiddle with the surprisingly long phone cord, twisting it round his finger and back again as his overbearing mother continued to insist on the importance of five herbal bathes a day and the risk of over exhaustion from walking. "Mum, I'll be *fine*, Doctor Finnegan already went over the risks of benefits of being here, you don't have to worry about me all the time anymore..."

Met with only silence on the other end, Liam momentarily tensed, fearing he'd managed to somehow upset his mother yet again. The cord he'd inadvertently been using as a stress reliever coiled round his finger fervently, drawing the attention of a lurking predator with each twist of the wire.

"I suppose you're right, Boo--Liam, you're an adult now...I should start treat--" It was then that the advancing beast pounced, lashing with dangerously sharp claws for the cable twined finger. With his grip on the device slipping, the phone fell with a clatter to the floor. At about the same time as the phone made contact, the startled Liam released a howl of pain. "Aufghstuu--Miri! What the hell was that for?!"

The relatively small, fluffy calico cat innocently stared back with an unblinking gaze, tail swaying only ever so slightly. For a moment Liam glowered at the kitten, but the adorable hellion of a cat's innocent expression and mewls were enough to make him drop the matter. She meant it as play, surely.

As his attention drifted from the devilish cat, to the slow trickle of blood from his new cut, and then to the pile of only half coherent story boards, Liam became vaguely aware of a shrill screech in the air. Furrowing his brown in bemusement, softly biting his lip in concentration, and running a hand roughly through his hair to work away his mother induced anxiety, the dark haired youth considered what could possilby be causing the irritating noise.

It wasn't for another minute or two, when the sound began to add a sobbing element to it, that he recalled the dropped phone. By then the damage had been done and it seemed Liam would be forced to reassure his mother of the safety of his new home for yet another agonizing hour. The Grandfather clock in the corner of his cozy little shack of a house had only just stuck 9 and Liam already felt he'd wasted half the day doing the exact same thing he'd been doing for weeks prior, trying to get his mother to stop panicking over every singly horrible possibility she could imagine. What a fine way to start a morning.

The sunlight from the new dawning sun shone right in Merry's eyes, her eyelids slid open revealing their brilliant jade green color. She sat up in bed and yawned, looking around the room that had been her parents not to long ago, the same country style wallpaper had put on the walls long before she was born. "Purrrrr purrrrr", she heard down by her feet she looked down to see a short haired black cat with bright yellow green eye. "Mew", iterated the cat, "Well Nibbles are you trying to tell me that your hungry", she reached out and petted the cats silky shiny fur. Nibbles rubbed up against her palm and Merry couldn't help but smile, she then heard the sound of paws padding on the wood floors of her two story home. She heard then heard the jingle of a collar and then "Bark!", the little tan puppy jumped into her bed startling the cat, causing her to skitter under the bed. "Good morning to you too Scraps, are you ready to start the day as well", the little puppy jumped in her lap and started licking her face. Merry giggled "I'll take that as a yes", she set the puppy on the bedroom floor as she stood up out of bed. She turned around and made the bed as Nibbles weaved in and out of her legs rubbing as she passed through.Scraps ran over to the bedroom door and sat next to it waiting for his master to go down stairs. Merry hummed a tune she had heard her mother sing many times in her life, she pulled out her work clothes for the day a simple pair of overalls and red t-shirt to wear under it. She sat down at the vanity in her room picking up her brush she ran it through her long honey blonde hair, before taking a hair band and tying it back to keep it out of her face as she worked.

Before long she was walking down the stairs and into her kitchen her cat and dog trailing behind her. She went to the pantry and and pulled out the two pets dishes. Scooping out some per food for both of them in each dish and setting the bowls down with a clink of metal next two little porcelain bowls already filled with water. "There you go you two", she said with a smile as the cat and dog both walked over to their dishes and happily began to eat their breakfast. "Well now it's my turn" she looked up at the clock hanging above the stove in the kitchen. It was coming on to 6:30 am, "Well I need to hurry up there's work for me out there", she walked over to the fridge and pulled out an egg that she'd gathered form the chickens the day before. Opening the cupboard she pulled out a nice loaf of bread that she had baked a couple of days before and set it on the counter. She cracked the egg into a bowl and started scramble it with a fork, while pulling out her skillet she turned her stove. She took some butter and put a small pad in the warm skillet, swirling it around, when it had finally melted and started to bubble slightly in the pan she poured the egg she had scrambled just before. Sprinkling in some salt and paper just for a bit of flavor, she left it there to cook for a moment to while she sliced some bread off of the loaf. After making a couple of slice she set then on a pan and put the in the oven to toast. Coming back to her eggs she stirred them until they had set up, she took her plate, and scooped the steaming scrambled eggs onto the plate, she then opened the oven and pulled out her toast. She set them on the plate with the eggs and then went back to the fridge pulling out some milk from the day before, pouring some into a cup. She then took it over to the table and began to enjoy her breakfast.

As soon as she had finished eating and did her dishes, she pulled on her boots and made her way out the door, by then it was around 7:30 am. It was a little rainy which was common in the spring Merry didn't mind to much it meant less watering for her to do. But that meant she had to concentrate on her animals more not being able to let them out into the weather she would have to make sure they had feed and fodder in their bins. They couldn't go out and eat off the ground or in the fields of fresh grass, if it was raining. She made her way first to the chicken coop, as she went to the dispenser and pulled out the feed for her six chickens. She hefted it up on her shoulder as she poured some into each of the troth's set up for them, they were made of planks of wood but shallow enough for the chickens to get to it. As soon as they heard the feed begin to pour into the troth's they hopped off their nests and started pecking away. Merry sat with them for a moment she had named each of them caring for them from chick to now wen they can have their own chicks if she wished. But she enjoyed the eggs that she got form them right now, so Merry hadn't gotten a rooster yet. She loved each of them and they enjoyed her company often time hopping up in her lap and clucking away.

When Merry was sure that every thing was good with them she made her way to the barn where the cows were and her horse Silver. Once as again as before she put fodder into the troth's for the cows and the horse. While they were distracted eating she brushed and then milked the cows. "Well girls I hope you'll get good enough so we can start selling S quality milk", she was of course answered with happy moos. She walked over to Silver, "Well you ready to go for a ride handsome", she got an excited whinny in response. She put on his blanket making sure there were no wrinkles in it, the she grabbed his leather saddle and bridle, putting it on him making sure it was secure but comfortable. She took the Silver by the reins and led him out of the barn, grabbing her rucksack on the way. Pulling herself up in the saddle, she patted the horse on the neck, "All right giddy up Silver", she led him into a trot as they maid there way to exit the farm she saw her father checking on the fields. It seemed no matter how hard she tried she could not get her father to stop working on the farm even after Doctor Finnegan had told him turn the farm over to Merry. "Papa, things looking good out there", she said with a smile, the old farmer slowly stood up from the ground with a little difficulty. "Mornin Merry", this was the way her father had greeted her every morning as far back as she could remember. She smiled down at her father as he patted Silver's neck, "You off to the general store dear?", he asked, "Yep I'm gonna get some fertilizer to help perk up them tomatoes", she said. "Well don't let me keep ya, those maters need it thats for sure", he said with a chuckle. Merry smiled big and started the horse going again, "Bye Papa" she said as she waved behind her.

Sebastian

the morning breeze blows through is sails as a red fishing boat comes into the docks at freshwater village. he steps outta of his boat and lays out a tarp right there on the dock. he had set out earlier that morning to catch some fresh fish for today's big summer season opening sale. all fish is are hafe off today. '' FRESH FISH........FRESH FISH HERE SEASONAL SPECIAL ALL PRODUCE HAFE OFF I CATCH'EM YOU BUY'EM.'' he yells in his usual salesmen pitch.

he sits down on the tarp''King of red lion's summer sale everything hafe off.'' he repeats to a random women walking her dog she stops and looks around. she purchases some fresh squid and goes on her way

Spring 2/Wednesday McCollar's Rain Inn
7:40 AM Thomas's Room

"Hmm.... Mmm..." Thomas is still sleeping but he didn't seems to have a nice sleep last night. a ten minutes later he slowly opened his eyes and gets up. "Uhh... It is morning already?" he turns and lift his head to the clock "WHAT!? It's already 7.51AM!? Oh no, I need to hurry and get the Inn ready!" he says and get down from his bed then quickly take a shower and clean himself up.

8.20 AM

After taking a shower, he rushed to his dresser and get his outfit. "I will not this late if that dream didn't show up.. Aww..." He complains about it alone. He puts up his trouser, shirt, jacket and get finally get his cap. "I need to start the business or I won't get anything today." He then quickly get out from his room and suddenly...
"Meow~"
"Eh?" he stops and looks back, then he saw a white cat sitting next to an empty cat plate. "Oh... *facepalm* Sorry Snow, I completely forgot about you." He says and then get to the cabinet and take out the cats food inside. He walked towards the cat and put the feed to it's place. "There you go." Thomas says as he patted his cat.

After that, he continue and rush down the stairs at the front room and get to his late father's room. "I guess, I need to get started now." He said and walk to the desk. He look at the time "8:30 AM... Okay..." It is just as the time to that Inn starts a new day.

Lilly went over to the door of the flower shop and switched the sign from closed to open it was about 8:00 am. She then pushed the door till it clicked and stayed open it was a little drizzly out side but Lilly didn't mind. She started humming to herself as she go to work arranging flowers. It was her favorite time of year not just because her birthday was coming up, but also because it was the perfect season for flowers. In the summer it was good but it was starting to get hotter so you had to water more often. Then the winter she had to grow all of her flowers in the greenhouse, she sighed as she finished up her latest creation.

James had been up since six o'clock in the morning and was just now getting to his three hundredth push-up. Like usual, he spent the first three hours of his morning working out before his breakfast. He was about a minute behind his usual schedule now, though. That could possibly be due to the bruises left along his left leg from his last sparring match with Sage, but it still disappointed him. James rolled over and sat up, beads of sweat rolling down his skin as he stared at a poster on the wall of the large basement. It was a plain blue poster with nothing more than the insignia of the core, but it served a purpose. Even out here he wasn't allowed to forget his previous life in favor of being a civilian. A smile found its way onto Jame's face as it dawned on him that he still had to eat and open up the library. James quickly grabbed his glasses and rushed up two flights of stairs that lead to the main shop floor and higher up, his apartment. A quick shower had him completely cooled off after all of the hard work and a small meal gave him back the energy he had used. Quick as lightning he was out of his apartment and into the small bookstore. Now he was dressed in blue jeans, a dark blue work-out shirt, and black combat boots. Hardly fitting for a bookstore owner, but he hardly cared about his appearance. James ran his hand through his neatly combed hair before readjusting his glasses as he unlocked the front door and turned the open sign around.

Another customer left after happily receiving their order, "Please come again." Annie May, owner of the Honeydew Bakery and mother, smiled and happily waved goodbye. Her smile turned to a small frown when she looked upstairs, "Honestly, where is that girl?" She threw down her apron and headed up the stairs, her dark purple curls bouncing behind her.

She arrived at a door and opened it slowly just to peek in; there was a lump squirming under the sheets. Annie shook her head with a sigh; she walked over to the windows and pulled open the curtains, letting the Spring sun beam into the room. A low grumble sounded from under the sheets; Annie took hold of the covers and with all her power pulled them out, causing the person to roll onto the floor with a thud.

"Ouch! You couldn't have just shaken me like a normal person?" Iris growled scratching her purple bed-head irritably. Her mother hovered over her with a sly smile, "You know that wouldn't have worked, besides you should've been downstairs helping an hour ago!" With that she headed back downstairs to the bakery, Iris simply watched the woman walk away with a angry glare before she headed into the bathroom.

Getting out fully dressed and ready for the day, Iris headed down the stairs to help out her mother. Working part time at the bakery gave her something to do with her day; without it she would spend half, if not all, in her bed sleeping. A happy bark sounded from in back of her and before she knew it a red and white dog stood up to her, "Morning Revie!" Iris held the dog's paws in her hands then let go letting him return to all fours. Revya was the family dog and would sometimes help out on deliveries with Iris; he had been a part of the family since he was a puppy.

"Alright since you're finally down here, take charge up front while I go make the new batches." Iris saluted jokingly, "Yes ma'am!" Revya and Iris both stood at attention at the register mockingly, her mother simply shook her head with a laugh as she walked away to the kitchen. Iris leaned over the counter and heaved a sigh, "Think anything interesting would happen today, Rev?" Revya looked up at his owner and simply gave a bark in response.

Miranda skipped out of her house into the street, an umbrella hooked on her arm in case the grey clouds over her head dropped their load whilst she was still out. The skipping? Quite literal. The umbrella was a similiar lavender to her dress, as lavender was her favourite colour, and had sort of become shorthand in her family for "belongs to Miranda". She waved at her next door neighbor as she passed by, and whistled a cheerful tune. She was off to buy a new notebook, as her current one was almost full, mostly with incomprehensable scribbles. She had her handbag as well, over her shoulder, and also lavender.
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Jeanie finished grooming Revolver quick enough, and she left the stable, patting Revolver on her way out. She retrieved the milker for the cows, and walked into the barn. She'd read that you weren't supposed to leave any animals outside in the rain, which it looked like it was going to to her, so she counted the cows carefully, to make sure none were outside. After she'd finished counting them, she started to fill their troughs with their food.