Hollow Lament Towards the Intense Heat: Rank B+

[frankensteins_moe]

Who: Berserker and you!
When: September 1st - 9th
What: Trying to beat the heat
Where: Far Shore and Near Shore, various locales
Warnings: Don't get between her and her preferred cooling off methods

[During the intense heat of the dying days of summer, Berserker can be found out and about in this little number, having shed the big and bulky wedding dress for something much cooler. And despite the air of irritability that comes with the hot weather, she's actually feeling rather sluggish from the high temperatures. Apparently it's pretty hard for her to vent the excess heat from her system, so even though she's feeling the emotional effects, flying into a rage just feels like too much work right now. Instead, she's finding other ways to beat the heat.]

[Near Shore - Unlimited Ice Cream Works]

[Thank god for ice cream. Who knows where she got enough money for this, but Berserker can be found visiting every single one of the 100 trucks that has appeared on the Near Shore, intent on trying every single flavor. She pays for the first few purchases legitimately, ending up with a cone stacked precariously high with a rainbow of different scoops, but when she runs out she resorts to simply growling and intimidating the ice cream vendors into giving her free frozen treats. If she feels any remorse about this whatsoever, it's not terribly evident, as she strolls down the street happily enjoying her food.]

[Far Shore - River]

[Once she's eaten her fill of ice cream, it's clearly time to relax a bit with some nice cool water. Returning to the Far Shore via one of Freyr's new shrines, she heads straight for the river, kicking off her sandals and soaking her feet in the water. Sometimes she just lays back and relaxes while staring at the clouds, and sometimes she can be found idly weaving flower crowns. Either way, it's a rare moment of peace and quiet for the usually energetic and angry Berserker.]

[Far Shore - Freyr's Temple - Locked to Soleil]

[Berserker has her own room at the temple, but Soleil's bed is just so much bigger and softer. Plus, it's right in front of the air conditioner. Throughout the week, she'll frequently find her new shinki sprawled out on top of the sheets, face pointed directly at a stream of cold air. It's easy to tell how exhausted the heat is making her, considering how conscientious she usually is about wasting electricity. That thing is on full blast right now. The whole scene comes off rather like a big lazy dog shamelessly hogging its master's bed in the middle of a hot day.]

Comments

Unlimited Ice Cream Works

[replicatedform]

[He happens to see all of that, but now he didn't know which part to comment on first: her scaring the poor vendors or how tall her ice cream cone is now.

Yamanbagiri's leaning against a pole, watching her until she's close enough for him to speak up.]

Oi, can you really eat all of that?

[frankensteins_moe]

[Her response is a quick and very earnest nod. And if that isn't enough, she demonstrates her ability to eat large amounts of ice cream by practically inhaling the top three scoops in a matter of seconds. Evidently brain freeze is not a concern here.]

[replicatedform]

[That's both surprising and frankly amazing. Another moment of staring and blinking, before he speaks again.]

Oh, I see... Then... [Okay, that question is pretty much answered. So what about his other issue?] Anyway, you can enjoy your ice cream. However, I did see how you get them earlier.

[He leave it at that, hoping she knows what he's getting at.]

[frankensteins_moe]

[Oh, she knows. And she's not too happy with the tone. Thankfully, she's too tired from the heat to go full berserk mode, so instead he just gets irritated puffy cheeks.]

[replicatedform]

[Yeah, she definitely knows what he's getting at.]

Pay for them next time. It's their job, they should get paid for giving them to you. [And for whatever terror they felt.]

[frankensteins_moe]

[Her cheeks puff out a little more as she makes an irritated little humming sound, but she relents and nods back at him. It's too hot to get into a fight.]

[replicatedform]

[Well, at least she gets it.
And now looking at her ice cream reminds him that he wants to cool down as well.]

... Let's find a place to sit down. I think... it'd be better to eat that under a shade.

[frankensteins_moe]

[She gets it, she's just not happy about it. But at least he didn't make her give it back. There's a small nod from her as she looks around, tugging at the end of his sleeve and pointing toward a nearby tree.]

[replicatedform]

[Better to let her finish it than giving it and it get thrown away anyway. He looks over and nods, before walking towards the tree. He glances over to see if she's coming as well.]

[frankensteins_moe]

[She's on her way, just a little more sluggishly. Evidently the heat is really getting to her. Finishing her ice cream on the way, she flops down on the grass under the tree, kicking her sandals off in two random directions and stretching out.]

[replicatedform]

[He sits down next to her, leaning backwards a little and using his hands as support behind him. Despite appearances, his cloak is a light enough material to mostly protect him from the sunlight.

... Well, the actual heat is another thing.]

What's your name?

[frankensteins_moe]

[It's said with a bit of effort and through a yawn, but he does get a rare verbal response.]

Berserker.

[replicatedform]

[He glances over at her, raising a brow.]

That's an interesting name. [Not like he's any better.] ... Yamanbagiri Kunihiro.

[frankensteins_moe]

[His comment elicits little more than a shrug in response. It's the only name she knows, after all. She does nod in recognition of his own, though.]