( look. there are two things in life that are universal constants: death and Izumi's love for curry. and if she goes due to her love of curry... well, there's worse deaths, right?
she's so close to the woman, so close to that delicious, almost sparkling bottle of spice that she just has to reach out and take— )
Eh?!
( HOW IS SHE RUNNING INTO SAKYO-SAN IN THE BATHS AGAIN?!?!?! why is this her life? )
S-s-s-sakyo-san! ( yep, her face feels like it's on fire, and it no longer has anything to do with the woman tempting her. instead, Izumi darts back from the stranger like she's been burned, eyes wide and frozen on the more familiar face here. ) What are you doing here?!
( that's obvious, but who is thinking right now?
well. the siren is, if the flash of annoyance that crosses its face is to be believed. she almost had this little human! rude. )
notifs in 2021 are truly a mystery
she's so close to the woman, so close to that delicious, almost sparkling bottle of spice that she just has to reach out and take— )
Eh?!
( HOW IS SHE RUNNING INTO SAKYO-SAN IN THE BATHS AGAIN?!?!?! why is this her life? )
S-s-s-sakyo-san! ( yep, her face feels like it's on fire, and it no longer has anything to do with the woman tempting her. instead, Izumi darts back from the stranger like she's been burned, eyes wide and frozen on the more familiar face here. ) What are you doing here?!
( that's obvious, but who is thinking right now?
well. the siren is, if the flash of annoyance that crosses its face is to be believed. she almost had this little human! rude. )