and every time it rains, you're here in my head, like the sun coming out; ota

[happyberry]

🧙 WHO: Miwako + uuuûüùúūuuu
⚔️️ WHAT: Beach episode, creepy-cute teru teru bozu, and cathartic drunken karaoke! + closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout first half of June
🗺️ WHERE: Beach, outside the inn, Ren’s karaoke bar
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption.

𝕒 ✿ 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓭𝓮

[ Miwako is sporting a frilly pink lacy bikini and a no-makeup makeup look, with her long pastel pink hair let down fully, hanging all the way to her waist, straightened at first this morning, but made wavy by the seawater. She didn't go to the mission. She just saw a beach party going on on her way home from work and was like "sup, summer," that's it. Y-You think she fought?! In any capacity?! Ha!

She is gonna take a whack at a watermelon, though, and it... is... a little pitiful... The best she gets is a loud, hollow thwump sound. At least that means it's ripe?! ]

Heeeeh.....! Miwako isn't strong enough to break it! Here, you do it, I give up!

[ Well, that was some short-lived bravery. She passes the stick off, defeated, to whoever is standing beside her, feigning dramatics by tucking her face into the crook of her arm and turning away. FAILED! ]

𝕓 ✿ 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷

[ Miwako is a noble soul this month for helping clear up the weather by making teru teru bozu dolls for the sprites to marry. She loves this quest, and the basket of sweets in return aren't so bad, either — she happens to love those, too. But find her leaning out her living room window, arranging a whole collection of teru teru bozu... Except... Why do all of hers look like that…?

She's added little curly yarn pigtails to all of them, some with pink hair and some with blonde, with little green or pink flower caps, and they all have big pink or red pouty lips... Some even have eyelashes! They're cute, but... also a little unsettling? She's put too much effort into this. But she's happily adding a couple more when she accidentally knocks over all the half dozen dolls she's already had sitting on the windowsill.

She hails whoever happens to be passing by her window in the street, crying out in alarm for her own klutziness. And whenever whoever finds themselves nearby should happen to look up between the dolls and the girl who made them... why is there such a strong resemblance?! ]

Oh, no! Teru Teru Berry-chan!!! Oi! You, there! Nee, nee, can you help me?! My Happy Angel Berry-chan dolls! Oh, nooo... They fell in the mud... And on her wedding day...!

[ She's wearing a big pink pout to match theirs now... creepycute... ]

𝕔 ✿ 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴

[ Those who know Miwako may not be able to tell if she’s truly less happy than she seems; she’s fantastically charming at masking her troubles. But after six months here officially, she’s reached a strange tipping point, even if things have been turning up in her favor with her design dreams and her magic. Emotionally, it’s getting harder being spirited away like this. She’s never been alone this long in her life. She doesn’t have her boyfriend/lifelong best friend, she doesn’t have her friends from school at Paradise Kiss, she doesn’t have her sister or her family… She doesn’t even have the cats! What’s more, she’s very close to running out of “Magic Medicine,” and while she’s sure she could find more konpeito candy to refill it, or even something new and different to suit this realm, she’s anxious that the magic jar just doesn’t seem to work as well here in Avalon. Her stomach problems have certainly been far worse this past half year than they’d been in years.

So what’s great for stomach problems caused solely by anxiety instead of a literal placebo? Drinking. Okay, maybe not, but that’s what she’s chosen to self-medicate with lately. But she’s barely eighteen and doesn’t want to drink alone as much as she has been, as it often just makes her feel even more alone; she’s getting restless being pent up at home, too! So, after having been inspired by a recent visit to her friend Jinguji Ren’s karaoke bar, she’s picked up a new weekly habit: karaoke therapy.

Once or twice a week, find her at Ren’s karaoke bar, singing her little heart out, at least two songs per night every time. Is she a gifted singer? No. Is she a bad singer? Also no! But she has an appreciation for music and has her own particular tastes and connection with it. A deeply emotional person who grew up in love with a passionate punk guitarist. Maybe her own song choices* aren’t quite what her boyfriend would choose, but he’s not here, and that’s exactly the point. This is her catharsis. And regardless of what her voice sounds like, what counts is, in that cathartic mindset, she has stage presence and charisma. She looks good up there in her fashionable ensembles every time, doing cute off-the-cuff dances and playing with her light magic to create delightful subtle illusions (when she’s drunk enough to lose the inhibition); and really, just putting on a good show is really half the battle. ]

*((ooc: player’s choice what song is heard or if she’s even gone on stage yet at all! Maybe she’s in the audience watching your character sing! open to all karaoke scenarios!! ))

𝕖 ✿ 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭

(( ooc: I need more CR with Miwako big time, hmu on summerdive to plot and chat! hit me with anything! Miwako’s off the walls, she’d harass your character on the street if she thought they were hot, haha, let’s do anything… ))

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closed;

[happyberry]

𝕕 ✿ 𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷; closed to established CR

[ The time has finally come.

Miwako has secured a business license for her own atelier space.

Everything’s coming together… finally. All her hard work saving money and taking on extra jobs and quests has paid off. And even though she’s growing sadder and lonelier inside, she’s determined to look on the bright side now that this monumental development has happened. Her own space. Her own brand. Her own visions. It’s a lot of pressure to put on herself, someone who’s always lived in the shadow of her famous designer big sister, but Kouda Mikako isn’t here. Sakurada Miwako is. And this is her golden opportunity to seize dreams she could never even reach for back home, to stand on her own two legs for what feels like the first time.

And they’re wobbly legs, indeed. She’s drank a little again at the atelier while decorating and preparing her space. But this time, to celebrate, and to celebrate with friends…~! She’s never been great at making close friends, always bullied for being odd or treated like a ditz, but in Avalon, this feels like a new opportunity, too. She is an oddball and a ditz, but there are many strange people here, like the feeling of transitioning from public school to art school, and she’s invited a few of those strange people over to her new space to help her make it hers. The atelier isn’t just a workspace; it’s a creative safe haven.

She’s found an old dance studio that’d been abandoned, a sunny room on the fourth floor of an old brick building, with wide windows facing the trees and lake outside, and a wall lined with mirrors that used to be the ballet bar (bar since removed, holes in the mirrors filled in by Miwako with glittering diamantes). There’s even a dusty, old, out-of-tune, saloon-style piano that’d been left behind — because even with magic, it’s a pain in the ass to schlep a piano down four flights of steep stairs, and the previous leasers just didn’t care that much. Passing on good karma to other artists. There’s very little other furniture in the room yet, having not brought in all her sewing supplies and machine until she’s ready to christen the studio. No, it’s a rather bare room for this first leg of things…

She’s found some antique Western-style furniture at the flea market and online marketplace, but no sewing tables or desks or anything big yet. So far all she’s picked up is a shabby pink chaise longue to paint the frame white and maybe reupholster it, along with two tiered end tables; she’s already halfway painted one white with gold accents to match. The yet unpainted table holds a white and pink bluetooth speaker that looks like a vase, holding a bouquet of sparkling gardenias. Their lovely scent can’t really be appreciated over the smell of fresh paint, though.

There are tarps and tape all over the light-colored hardwood floors, while she paints the walls elaborately. She’s adding flowers and butterflies around the bases like some enchanted indoor meadow, and has even got a ladder up here to paint the ceilings with clouds and magic, glow-in-the-dark-pigmented stars — she has a vision in mind in particular here. All in all, it’s nowhere near done yet, but there’s a certain elegance promised in its childishness. And, indeed, that is what she’s invited her friends over to help her with~! Painting the walls and furniture and keeping her company while she works, even if they just want to lounge on the couch or play piano or DJ the speaker from their phone. There will be music playing the whole time, though, whosever’s it is — she’s drowning her emotions, happy ones or otherwise, in anything she can. Booze, music, friends, paint, glitter… Life is on full volume right now. ]

enter 3 foxes!

[damn_kitsune]

[Mitsuhide was a bit amused when he received an invite from Miwako to come over to her new studio. It would be a lie to say he wasn't interested in seeing the work space, even if it isn't completely finished. She was his new boss after all, and he imagined he would be spending quite a bit of time there once things were up and running.

[Thankfully, he wasn't scheduled to work at the bar today, so he had to free time to come over. He even wore a combination of modern and traditional clothing. Since he was most likely going to be wearing more modern clothes for Miwako, he figured he will at least try to get used to them outside of work.

[Of course, what kind of guest would he be if he didn't bring something for his host? In this case he went to a cafe not far from the atelier and simply asked for a box of their most popular sweet. He didn't know what they were, but he trusted the clerk at cafe when they said they were really good.

[Also that day, his pet albino fox, Chimaki, and his familiar, Sake the three tailed kitsune, had decided to follow him around. They stayed close to him, with the exception for when he went into the cafe to purchase the sweets. Now they were darting around his feet as he climbed the stairs of the building. Thankfully he was mindful of them, and didn't trip. Soon, he was at her door, the two foxes sitting at his feet as he knocked to let her know that he was there.]

[happyberry]

[ It takes Miwako a moment to hear the knock over the sound of loud rock music playing from her bluetooth vase, but after a couple knocks, she distinguishes it from the beating of the drums and jumps to. She's wearing her own Eastern-Western blend of fashion in a creamy white dress with pink and gold Chinese-style buttons all down its length, red trim dappled with a cherry blossom print enchanted to look as if the flowers are gently dancing and wiggling, as if blowing in a breeze. Her pink hair is done up in high twin braided pigtails with sakura clips to match. She's got more traditional wooden platform sandals on even inside because it gave her a couple extra inches of reach for painting the walls. There aren't too many details done yet, but it's clear she's sketching a simple meadow around the baseboards, having successfully finished painting the walls the palest of pinks yesterday, so pale it's almost white, just enough to give that romantic happy hue she wants this place to glow with.

She rushes to the door, arms flung wide open in the air in excitement after flinging the door open just as excitedly. She's wearing a bright grin with petal pink lipstick and natural eye makeup, but looks dazzled nevertheless at the sight of the samurai. ]

Oh, Mitsuhide-samaaaa~! How are y— Kyaaa, foxes!!!

[ Sing-song-y. She was going to be polite, clearly, but uh, she got distracted... and drops to her knees to greet the new guests. She loves animals. Her shimmering white moon rabbit is resting on the chaise longue and spots the foxes immediately, jumping to attention, piquing its long ears with a jingle from the multiple golden hoops pierced through one side. (She pierced her familiar...?!) Uh oh. Even a magic rabbit isn't exactly as thrilled as its master to see the foxes show up. It's shaking as its nose starts to twitch, cloudy, pale green, jade-like eyes wide and alert, fixed on the trio. Miwako doesn't even pay mind to it, already wrapped up hoping to pet the animals. Whoops. ]

[damn_kitsune]

[Mitsuhide had to chuckle at Miwako's reaction. He can't even recall if he had ever met someone so energetic back in his world. Ranmaru came close, but she still made the page seem calm by comparison. ]

Chimaki and Sake decided to follow me around today. I hope you don't mind.

[Chimaki's tail started swishing back and forth in excitement. Happy little fox noises came from her as looked up at Miwako, waiting for the pets. For a what was technically a wild fox, the little albino fox had grown quite fond of receiving human affection. The fox didn't even seem to notice the white rabbit.]

[The larger kitsune, Sake, on the other hand, did take notice. His ears perking up a bit. Mitsuhide also noticed too, and quickly placed his free hand on Sake's head, as he gave his familiar a look that clearly said "Don't even think about it."]

[He looked about the studio, noting how it was still a work in progress. It definitely had a different vibe than the room that the seamstresses back in Azuchi castle used. Definitely a lot more pink than he is used to seeing all at once.]

You definitely have quite a bit of space in here. What do you need help with?

[arf]

[ Once he'd heard the good news, Taichi went to go get something to celebrate. He couldn't.. really afford much, since the twins birthday was this month and he didn't know Miwako's big W was coming up, but he did at least have enough to get her a cupcake that's in a little cute takeout box from the baekry on the way here. ]

Congratulations!

[ He says it as soon ash e comes in before he's even found her. ]

Whoa, it looks fancy in here...!

[happyberry]

Taichi-kun~!

[ She's thrilled to see Taichi, rushing up to him for a hug around the neck before even taking the boxed cupcake, whether he expects or wants this hug or not! She's looking cute and casual herself in a simple red long-sleeve top with white trim and pale denim overalls with a red apple appliqué on the knee, wearing a white bucket hat with red plaid panels over her pink pigtails. She's got on white heels with a red pompom flower on each toe and has a smattering of gold earrings in, the focus pieces being one studded red apple earring in one lobe and one big gold hoop in the other ear. She's wearing soft natural eye makeup and nude lipstick. Even just staying in painting, she wants to look cute, um?!

She takes the gift and peeks inside the box and squeals at the sight of the cute cupcake. ]

Ahh, thank you, you didn't have to~! How sweet! I'll save it!

[ She sets it aside by the speaker vase. There's spirited pop music playing, filling the room as he enters. She'd been in the middle of painting some flowers on the bottoms of the walls, which were indeed steadily coming along, already giving a fine impression of a childish meadow. There's tarps on the floors by every baseboard and a ladder in one corner leading up to barely detectable white speckled stars dappling a portion of the ceiling; were it not for the can of paint still on top of the ladder, it'd be hard to tell right now in the light that she'd done anything at all to the ceilings yet. But she's working on it. Just not in heels. ]

Nee, nee, sit, sit~ How are you! Thank you for coming!

[ She's extra spirited today from the sounds of it. She did say she'd had a few in, after all! She's not sloshed, but she's definitely especially Miwako-y tonight...! ]

[arf]

[ She always looks cute, Taichi would never deny that fact. Miwako is just about the cutest girl he knows and she puts the effort in to keep it that way, it's very respectable! ]

Where is safe to sit? I don't want to sit on a freshly painted couch.

[ Why does he think she painted the couch? Who knows. He doesn't know how couches are colored.

Arrives late with muffins

[madcuriosity]

[Alice arrives in one of her usual dresses and pinafores, but in her arms is a white shirt almost as large as she is while on her back is her bunny backpack filled with different drawings of flowers for Miwako to look through so she can pick which ones she likes for Alice to paint. She doesn't know Miwako's favorite flower, so she's tried her hand at all of them, and for being seven, they're really very good.

Her familiar, Basil, is trotting beside her, she knocks on the door even though it is open and peeks inside. She looks all about, curious and brightens up when she sees Miwako, hurrying over to her. She waits until Miwako DOESN'T have a paintbrush against the wall and immediately hugs onto the older woman.]

Miss Miwako!

[happyberry]

[ Miwako's quick to set the brush down and rush over when Alice appears, happily welcoming the hug with open arms, clearly expecting to be hugged onto immediately. Mochi the moon rabbit is on the couch, but uncharacteristically also jumps up and off the couch, hopping over to greet the little girl and her familiar. It likes Alice now, no longer shy since their play date. Mochi has some new earrings in its ears since last she saw it... Miwako switches it up. It now has rows of diamante studs instead of silver hoops. Oy.

As for Miwako herself, she's a bit dressed down than usual, punkier than maybe Alice has ever seen her before, but always cutesy. She's in a pale lavender jersey dress with purple fluffy trim, dappled in little black pompoms, a long-sleeve black shirt underneath with white pinstripes (though now bunched up to her elbows, since she's been working), plus black fishnet stockings and combat boots she's kept on inside just because they make her feel pumped up and powerful, working hard on her new studio space. Her hair is done up in two messy buns and she's wearing soft, cool-toned pink and taupe eye makeup with mauve lipstick. And she herself has a mix of diamante studs and a couple of Mochi's silver hoops in her ears now. Most noticeably of all, though, she's also wearing a bright, wide smile. ]

Alice-chan~! How are you, dear!

[ As warm and enthusiastic as ever... It's probably suiting that Miwako has become good friends with a seven-year-old; even if she's a decade Miwako's junior, somehow it seems... she's in like company... Arashi might say she's found someone who thinks like her finally! Miwako's one of those people who'll just be young at heart forever, likely. That she looks so young... is just good genes. ]

[madcuriosity]

[With Nero gone, Alice doesn't get any grownup hugs. So she holds onto Miwako tightly and just stays in her arms as long as possible. Basil does his best to cuddle her but there's just something about being wrapped up in someone's arms. Alice closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and then smiles, pulling away just a tiny bit.]

I'm alright, school is going well! I finally managed to master all the elements at school!

teruteru

[sos_pilot]

[ Yeesh, with all that noise, you'd think it was Miwako's wedding day! Della does stop, and her eyebrows do raise over such a... unique... design, but the girl needs help. And help Della will! ]

Hey, hey, easy there! I'm sure we can wash this out.

[ She begins picking up the fallen dolls, not caring if she herself gets muddy or messy. Shoot, she even tries wiping some mud off with her scarf. ]

Here we go...

[happyberry]

Ah! Thank you!

[ Miwako blinks realization after a beat, though. ]

Nee, nee, you're that duck friend of Alice-chan's! Oh, and your scarf, oh dear...!

[ She just notices that, too... ]

[sos_pilot]

Hey, it's fine. This baby's been with me since I was a duckling, it's used to being in all kinds of gunk.

[ She smiles, thinking of fond memories with the scarf, before heading to the window to try and give the dolls back to her. ]

[happyberry]

[ Miwako takes the dolls graciously, bowing her head, looking worried even when told not to. She examines the dolls and then gasps a little gasp that turns into a soft groan. ]

Ahh, Angel Berry-chan, noo... You can't get married like this...!

[ She fusses over the muddy fabric, then turns to examine what she can make out of Dela's scarf from afar. ]

Nee, nee, Miwako has Marseille soap inside. I'm gonna handwash this Berry-chan and this Berry-chan — do you wanna come in and I'll wash your scarf, too? So it doesn't stain? It sounds like an important scarf!

OTA - atelier painting!

[bakudan_bambino]

[Gokudera's no artist by any means, the majority of his creative work being all in how he constructs weapons. It's a good thing there is tarp down, because the paint they've been using has gotten all over it. He's been careful, but his familiar has not. Larry is currently disguised as a small plastic plesiosaurus toy, splashing about in any available paint he finds. He's covered in gold and sliding up to and patting a beautiful wooden filigree corner piece Gokudera has temporarily forgotten while stressing over his paintbrush.

Despite how dirty the teen looks, his black overalls (styled with the cover hanging forward) are doing a good job of keeping the rest of him clean. It's almost a good look in how messy it is, with his white band t-shirt on, a black and white skull-printed (also paint splotched) bandana around his hair. Miwako should be somewhat proud over how cute he looks, even if he is frustrated at his paint brush because some of the paint has dried up on it and the bristles are making the nice clean lines he wants them to.

Larry is not helping. Want to help keep him from diving into the white paint and accidentally mixing it? Or do you want to pick him up and have some fun? It's probably a bad idea. Gokudera's lifting up the filigree piece.]

What do you think? Gold or Pink?

[He's asking whoever is around. While he may prefer Miwako's answer over anyone else's, he'll hear you out. If it looks bad, he can always re-paint it.]

[happyberry]

[ Miwako is nearby, happy to be having an informal creative painting party with what few friends she's made in Avalon. Things feel right in a group. She's wearing pale denim overalls herself, with a red apple appliqué and a long-sleeved red shirt with white trim, plus a floppy white bucket hat with red plaid panels over her pink pigtails, looking spunky and cute in a far more casual way than usual, with several gold studs and small hoops in her ears, but for one red apple stud in one ear and one big gold hoop in the other, mismatched and quirky today. But still pretty matchy-matchy, always. This is the most tomboyish outfit she's worn but for the white kitten heels with red pompom flowers, kicked off by the door as she goes about the blooming atelier barefoot, now in the thick of things.

And indeed, she's proud of how cute Gokudera looks and downright smitten that they're both wearing overalls. She pointed it out right away when he arrived. She's been in especially good spirits today, and it may have something to do with the champagne and strawberry vodka made available to anyone who wants however much they want. She's had... her fair share. She's fine. She's bopping around to the dreamy rock music she's been playing in the background, always an ever-changing soundtrack with her. But music is good for morale!!! There will always be music playing in her atelier!

She's bopping around half-drunk and happy on a ladder, though, which is only slightly worrisome, while she paints white stars on the white ceiling with glittering glow-in-the-dark silvery, iridescent paint she'd enchanted to be even more glittery once the lights are out... She wants as much stardust as possible here. She leans over the ladder to peek at Gokudera's work from above, grinning at the familiar swimming in the paint. ]

Hehe, I think your familiar likes the gold, na~

[bakudan_bambino]

[Ever a worry-wart, he's not so happy to see what his familiar is doing, and he picks him up, getting paint all over his hands. He frets over the strange little sea monster, trying to wipe him off.]

Larry, that can't be good for you. Think about what all the fish will think when you go into the water and you get paint in it. You could hurt them...

[Yes he's pouting and whining. Of course the gold looks good on the illusory plastic skin, but he's reprimanding the creature.]

And then if it dries, it'll be hard for you to move, and then you'll just sink like a rock, and then I'll be sad, and so will everyone else. Please be more careful...

[He looks like he's going to cry. Oh, Gokudera this is a magical animal, not a helpless baby animal. The boy looks up at Miwako with wet eyes and holds Larry up.]

I need to get it off of him! [He should be having fun, but instead... he's stressing out. Gokudera hasn't even bothered to notice the piano yet. Once he realizes it's out of tune, he'll have another little fit. He's just one human full of unnecessary stress. Maybe he should have some alcohol too.]

[happyberry]

Here, here, here!

[ Miwako climbs down the ladder carefully, watching every step, not entirely trusting herself... But makes one valiant, unnecessarily dramatic little hop off the last step for fun. She bounces over to a door against the far wall, thrusting it open with a sense of bravado only to reveal... ]

...Ta-da~!

[ ...a really plain bathroom. There's a row of three open showers, like one might find in an extra small gym bathroom, as well as two toilet stalls and a row of sinks beneath a long mirror. This used to be a dance studio, after all. It's modest, entirely undecorated as of yet, but it works for now. Miwako enters in, too, leaning lazily against the wall beside the sinks with her arms wrapped around herself, keeping Gokudera company while Larry gets a bath. ]

Larry was naughty~ Boooo, Larry~

[ She scolds in a husky, sing-song-y voice, though she's clearly merely teasing the pair, and far more amused than Gokudera is... ...Yeah, y'know, she should probably get poor stressed out Gokudera a drink, to deal with her, too. ]

Beach!

[milkmycattle]

[Crow didn't participate in the mission either, although it did seem interesting. Instead, he decided to be a beach bum and catch a few waves! He takes a break from surfing to enjoy the festivities when he comes across Miwako's sad attempt to break open a watermelon. She didn't even try!]

What was that? I didn't even see your arm flex!

[Still he accepts the stick that she gives to him. Inspecting it to see if it's strong enough to open up a watermelon.]

Leave it to a professional!

i can't remember if she's seen his face when they talked online?! i don't think she has!

[happyberry]

Do it, do it! Go, go!!

[ She's so relieved... But just as fast as she gave up, her enthusiasm for cheering him on is burning. She balls up her fists in excited anticipation, arms held at her sides, bouncing on her heels a little. But she wears a fiery, serious pout, not her usual bright smile, brows furrowed in concentration and conviction for this watermelon about to get smashed. Silly... ]

You're right! It was via text! I sort of forgot myself! Thanks for the reminder

[milkmycattle]

[Well, with her cheering him on, he can't let her down right? So Crow grips the stick tightly and winds up the impending swing that will cause that watermelon to burst. This idiot is getting a little too fired up over fruit, but that's part of the fun!]

Here goes! Apocalyptic Amazonian Crimson Melon Crushaaaaaaaah!!!!

[ He even does a little jump into the air, bringing down the stick over the watermelon like a hammer to an anvil! Even with all theatrics, Crow manages to break the watermelon open. Although it isn't a clean-cut and some juices splashes everywhere, even catching Crow's face in the crossfire. Still, the hedgehog seems pretty proud of himself. No melon's a match for his strength!]

There you go! Now that's how you do it!

[There's a moment or two before he turns his head to spit out the watermelon seeds that got into his mouth.]

[happyberry]

[ Miwako gets caught in the juicy crossfire too, shielding her face with her arms when he leaps and peeking with one eye closed, braced for impact (he's not hitting her, oi, dramatics of her own...!) with all that pomp. She's taken aback when he's finished, a nervous smile faltering on her face. ]

Heehhhh— wh-what was all that? What did you say? "Apopyloptic Amazon" something, something?

teru teru berry-chan

[zunge]

[Noiz is walking along the sidewalk minding his own business when some lady in a window calls out to him. He slowly comes to a stop, peers up at her, then checks out the fallen dolls. Hmmm...]

What are you offering in exchange?

[His tone is casual enough that it's hard to tell how serious he is about wanting or requiring some sort of compensation to pick up a bunch of handmade dolls she dropped. This is on purpose. It's such a minor task. Noiz is more interested in seeing how she reacts than anything else.]

[happyberry]

Hehhh?! Oh, um! I— I don't know?! Do you like mochi?!

[ She's startled by the question but... clearly a pliant person, by the way she panics. And a people pleaser; this is a total stranger. She's just going with it anyway?!

The truth is, she has so. much. mochi. All the time. She can't get rid of enough of it. So it's no skin off her nose. Her moon rabbit is always making rice cakes and mochi and such at the nighttimes and she is getting kind of sick of it...! She'll eagerly give it to him! Mochi overload! ]

[zunge]

Mochi? ...Why do you have mochi?

[It's honestly something of a miracle that he even knows what mochi is. The guy didn't know what so many types of common Japanese street food were despite having lived in Japan for years. In any case, his neutral expression stays put, if tinged with mild confusion.]