Post by Touma on May 27, 2018 20:58:06 GMT -5
4:39AM — Sadal
★ WAAAARK! ★
“...Nngh..” A tired groan. “Darn it.. it's already time to work..” Touma groaned again. His sleepy eyes still shut as he rose into a sitting position on his bed. Arms hanging over his bent knees a tired hand rising to his face, the back of his hand rubbing against his eyelids to clear away the gunk of the night. “Hyaaaaaaargh!” He yawned, his jaw dropping and mighty bellow of exhaustion and slumber escaping him. A smile gracing his lips as he blinked open his eyes. Though they were humorously swollen and his hair was all kinds of messy and wild, he still found himself throwing his legs over his bed and jumped onto his feet. Stretching each limb til they popped comfortably. “Well..better get to it,” He shrugged.
Hastily, the young man ventured to his bathroom. “Can't work with- aaargh..-out cleaning up..” He stated to himself, yawning mid sentence. “I knew I shouldn't have had gotten into that session with Octas that late..hehe..” A small giggle, but he focused again. Quickly, the male bathed and brushed his teeth. Tying his hair up and into a large, spiky ponytail that hung off his back. A tank top equipped, and a pair of being cargo pants placed onto his legs. A pair of boots on each foot. Light colors..albeit the boots, but those were just in case he stepped in something unfavorable. Upon completion of dress, Touma collected his tools. Headed into his kitchen and grabbing two bags of feed, slinging them over his shoulders.
“First things first. Gotta make sure Shū and the rest o’em are fed.” Touma reminded himself. Headed for his Ostrich-Chicken coops. “Foods on, babies,” The male announced. The hens clucking excitedly as he made way and filled up bowls and kennels. In exchange, the farmer collected eggs and carefully placed into a series of containers. “Thank you kindly, ladies,” Touma smiled. It took him a bit, but both coops were filled. Sizable things, too. Housing about twenty hens apiece. Each getting a comfortable space. The perk of having so much land was certainly apparent.
“Next up, m’ crops. Roots first, then maize and then I can get some rest..uhh..I can squeeze in some training.” The young man rubbed his chin inquisitively. A..smudge of dirt on his chin now because he failed to be mindful of his hands. “..Crud.”
Rushing over to his root farm, Touma got to it. Reaping his carrots, beets. The whole one-two-three. Afterwards, the Saiyan quickly got to reaping his corn and watered his fields. Interestingly, the young man went from clean and bathed to...well, worn with dirt and work. A tired Touma escaping the tall, tall stocks of maize. His scythe held in hand, as he had gone and grabbed it from his shed, though the tool was quickly returned and placed away. “All done. Wait a sec..” A cocked brow expression..he forgot something.
“Oop!”
He squeaked, almost like a child. Dashing back to his coops, he grabbed a bucket of feed. Scurrying to his stable, and meeting a frustrated and hungry Shū.
“Eheh! Sorry, buddy! I totally forgot about ya for a second..!”
★ Wark…. ★
“Aw don't gimme that..look. Eats!”
★ …. ★
“Aw cut it out. Here ya go,”
An interesting exchange between man and beast, Touma brought the bucket up to Shū and emptied it into his food dish. Petting his avian friend as he was fed, a calm expression on the Saiyans face as his day of work seemed complete for now. Reaping and everything was to be done the next day over. After all, everything was newly planted and sown.