Sam grinned a bit, glad that things had worked out smoothly. He knew they would, he just knew. But he couldn't help but feel that way since it actually had. To be honest, he was kind of worried the guy wouldn't believe him, question him for his wanting to be friends, but it didn't play out like that at all. They were buds, and he was happy. After a moment, he got a message and told him that they would have to wait, before realizing something. He'd left the very important thing they needed, a.k.a. the pot, in his bag, which was probably in the police station by that point. Sam's eyes grow wide, and he laughs a bit. "That's not good!" He chuckles, then his smile grew even more at the suggestion. To break into the Police Station and get his pot back.<br/><br/>He grabs Micky's shoulder and gives him a thumbs up, his grin was nearly matching the other male's at this point. "I got your back man!" He sticks his tongue out, feeling extremely excited. He sure was glad that they moved here to this place. Things weren't nearly as interesting as they were now back where he was living before, that was for sure! "What did you have in mind on how to do it?"<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/>More cute...girls? Feign blushed again, but the conversation moves on to flowers. Feign nearly laughed at the comment of not growing the poppies for opium, which was definitely not why she grew them. She just loved their vivid coloring. At the suggestion of bringing the flowers over, she nods. "Of course, I can do that!" She giggles softly, noticing the smoke curling from Astrid's mouth. Leaning up a bit, she pokes Astrid's cheek gently, giggling again. "Your smoke is showing..." She blushes, before stepping back, giving a warm smile.<br/><br/>"I will go ahead and get things together. It will take a little bit, so I will meet you at your shop? Does that sound alright?" She hoped it would work for the other female, and once she had the go-ahead she gets to work placing things into a large box that she would need. Soil, fertilizer, tools, etc. Then came the fun part, with picking out the actual flowers, and she stood there, tilting her head for a moment, before reaching out and picking several bright colors that she knew would look wonderful in the contrasting shop.<br/><br/>Once she had everything together, she picks up the box, placing it on a pullable trolly of sorts, and heads out of the shop, glancing up at the sky, then around, before turning and locking the shop, placing a note on the front door saying 'Be back soon. Out on an errand'. She then turns towards where she knew Astrid's smithy was, the sound of the trolley's wheels squeaking gently behind her, humming as she walked along, giving people waves and smiles who saw her, trying to ease the unsettling sensation she felt had begun to slink in like an unwanted mist.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Yūrei watched as the boy left, leaving the girl behind. For a moment he just stared off after him, before turning his attention to the girl. He didn't say anything at first, instead blinked slowly. What had that been all about? It seemed the two had been in some sort of argument... not that Yūrei really cared or anything like that, it was none of his business what the people of this town did. It had always been like that for him, no matter where he lived.<br/><br/>After a moment though, he gives her a soft smile. "Did he leave because of me? I am sorry..." He looks towards where the boy had gone, but he had disappeared from sight. All this time he could feel chills in the air, and it made his skin tingle with excitement. Something was stirring, deep in the heart of this town. It made the fires of his mind flare up, and a longing to just set everything on fire slowly ran through him. But right now was not the time. It was too soon...too soon since the last time.<br/><br/>"Are you mad?" He asked, tilting his head one way. "Or are you scared?" He tilted his head the other way. He was curious...and wanted to know. He could see the determination in this young girl's eyes. She was not weak, he could see that much. And that intrigued him. Could one so young as she really be that strong?