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thenearshore2016-10-09 09:05 pm
papillonprincess) wrote in thenearshore2016-10-09 09:05 pm
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Who: Kuroyukihime and anyone with no plans for the afternoon (heck, even if you do have plans...)
What: Shopping? Video games? A teenage girl being a teenage girl?
When: 5/1, morning to noon
Where: Around town
Warnings: none
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A. Trying her luck | A local arcade
[ She's been there all day. If you passed this particular arcade, you might have noticed her peering at one of the game machines or hard at work at the ufo catchers. But it's the ufo catchers you'll find her at -- along with an assorment of small, soft toys near her bag that's been set down by her feet. Apprently, she's been very busy. There's all manner of plushie in that pile: from unicorns to penguins to monkeys to pokemon and they're all about the size of one's hand. But somehow, she's still unsatisfied. She's still on this claw machine, concentrating on guiding the claw to snag another toy from the pile. There doesn't seem to be anything she's aiming for in particular. Maybe she just really wants to play?
Either way, the minute the claw's snagged one of the toys in the machine is when she'd notice anyone in her near vicinity. ]
Excuse me. I wonder if I can trouble you to take one of these?
[ Motioning to the pile of plushes. But as she does, she notices that whatever's been snagged by the claw isn't quite going to make it into the delivery chute. She does manage the smallest pout though when it falls back into the machine. ]
---
B. Choosing luck | Shopping street
[ After managing to pull herself from the arcade, she can be seen walking down one of the local shopping streets. She wanders from stall to stall, seemingly in search of something. She's scrutinizing everything from t-shirts to phone charms to kitchenware, all of which she's quick to reject. Clearly nothing's met her standards. She finally stops at a small stall that's stocked with small trinkets and it's there that she seems to find what she's looking for. ]
Excuse me.
[ And calling to anyone near her. She'll approach if you're close enough, holding up two things: A braided leather anklet with a butterfly charm or a necklace with the same charm. Neither of which look remotely feminine but rather small, classy looking numbers with the charms made from pewter... or at least that's what the lady who manned the stall claimed. ]
If you were to get something for a boy, which would you pick?
--
C. Getting lucky?
[ After a series of texts, she finally manages to coax him out to meet her. Sure, their first meeting was rocky but she was determined to make up for it. After all, neither of them were at fault for their actions. There was something in the air that made them both act in ways they didn't want to.
While her watch told her she was on time, she wasn't quite sure if she was. After all, she did get distracted by her little arcade stopover and probably did take longer than usual trying to find the perfect gift -- just a small token to show she meant what she said and that she'd rather not have any bad blood between them. So she'd decided to wait on one of the benches at a nearby park. Her attention was mostly on the crowd, watching people as she sipped at the bottle of water she'd bought from a nearby convenience store.
Gosh what was she doing? Surely this might be too much... or perhaps could be read as something different altogether. But she set her bottle down, patting her cheeks as if to strengthen her resolve. No backing down now, Hime. You owed him this for the poor first impression. After all, he seemed like a nice boy albeit inebriated when you first met him. He can't be all that bad. ]
What: Shopping? Video games? A teenage girl being a teenage girl?
When: 5/1, morning to noon
Where: Around town
Warnings: none
--
A. Trying her luck | A local arcade
[ She's been there all day. If you passed this particular arcade, you might have noticed her peering at one of the game machines or hard at work at the ufo catchers. But it's the ufo catchers you'll find her at -- along with an assorment of small, soft toys near her bag that's been set down by her feet. Apprently, she's been very busy. There's all manner of plushie in that pile: from unicorns to penguins to monkeys to pokemon and they're all about the size of one's hand. But somehow, she's still unsatisfied. She's still on this claw machine, concentrating on guiding the claw to snag another toy from the pile. There doesn't seem to be anything she's aiming for in particular. Maybe she just really wants to play?
Either way, the minute the claw's snagged one of the toys in the machine is when she'd notice anyone in her near vicinity. ]
Excuse me. I wonder if I can trouble you to take one of these?
[ Motioning to the pile of plushes. But as she does, she notices that whatever's been snagged by the claw isn't quite going to make it into the delivery chute. She does manage the smallest pout though when it falls back into the machine. ]
---
B. Choosing luck | Shopping street
[ After managing to pull herself from the arcade, she can be seen walking down one of the local shopping streets. She wanders from stall to stall, seemingly in search of something. She's scrutinizing everything from t-shirts to phone charms to kitchenware, all of which she's quick to reject. Clearly nothing's met her standards. She finally stops at a small stall that's stocked with small trinkets and it's there that she seems to find what she's looking for. ]
Excuse me.
[ And calling to anyone near her. She'll approach if you're close enough, holding up two things: A braided leather anklet with a butterfly charm or a necklace with the same charm. Neither of which look remotely feminine but rather small, classy looking numbers with the charms made from pewter... or at least that's what the lady who manned the stall claimed. ]
If you were to get something for a boy, which would you pick?
--
C. Getting lucky?
[ After a series of texts, she finally manages to coax him out to meet her. Sure, their first meeting was rocky but she was determined to make up for it. After all, neither of them were at fault for their actions. There was something in the air that made them both act in ways they didn't want to.
While her watch told her she was on time, she wasn't quite sure if she was. After all, she did get distracted by her little arcade stopover and probably did take longer than usual trying to find the perfect gift -- just a small token to show she meant what she said and that she'd rather not have any bad blood between them. So she'd decided to wait on one of the benches at a nearby park. Her attention was mostly on the crowd, watching people as she sipped at the bottle of water she'd bought from a nearby convenience store.
Gosh what was she doing? Surely this might be too much... or perhaps could be read as something different altogether. But she set her bottle down, patting her cheeks as if to strengthen her resolve. No backing down now, Hime. You owed him this for the poor first impression. After all, he seemed like a nice boy albeit inebriated when you first met him. He can't be all that bad. ]
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He tilts his head as he looks at the charm. Beauty huh? ]
It does...look plain though. Are there ones with a better colour? Like purple and red...might make it more noticeable.
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Purple and red... yes, I think that would fit him rather nicely. I'll have to go see.
[ A pause before she turns back to face him. ]
I'm sorry. How rude of me, after you've been so kind to offer an opinion. Your name?
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Oh uhm...It's Eric. Yours?
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[ A nod back. ]
Kuroyukihime, at least that's what I recall. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.
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[ He nods back as well. ]
Nice to meet you too...Kuroyukihime-san. Are you getting this, for a friend?
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[ But she did owe him for her poor first impression though. ]
It's a token of apology. There's someone I'd acted rudely to through no fault of his own and I just want to make amends.