#falseau

Noted!

in her mind, there is no sort of set destination; instead, vira allows herself to be tugged along by landmarks and window displays. cotes is open, with clear air and clearer skies. the deep breath she takes once stepping from her townhouse fills her lungs with a revitalizing purity, and she thinks --

-- well, even if I am effectively a prisoner, there is no reason not to take advantage of opportunities that present themselves.

so she finds herself wandering down the sidewalk, heavy coat left hanging over the head of the bed in her quarters, normal bow abandoned for a single ribbon tie. the shopping district of her home ward pops with color and movement, and different things catch her eye at every turn. clothing hangs in windows, while screens of all shapes display feeds that are just as varied; it’s not so much overwhelming as it is stimulating.

the simple pleasure of indulging in discovering the neighborhood is not lost on vira, and for a while -- she’s not sure how long, but it’s long enough for the sun to begin its descent down the sky -- thoughts of her own predicament are wiped away by the newness of it all. it reminds her of being a kid again.

an excellent distraction, until, lost in thought, she bumps headlong into a shock of blonde hair.

and its owner --

“ -- ah, it’s you! so you made it out of that mess, then. ”

housing is a part of wards! the /maps page has been updated with delicious setting lore

So maybe spending more than half the day trying to get her restricted powers to work wasn’t the greatest idea Mirai’s ever had, especially since they required her own blood. The mixture of her stubbornness and frustration at the whole situation did allow her to figure out the current extent of her abilities, but it also resulted in her feeling pretty anemic and almost passing out on her way to her place. As she dragged her feet along, she wondered about who her housemates were. She had yet to meet all of them since she spent most of her time exploring and trying to find answers, and while she was sure meeting them in blood stained clothes wouldn’t be the best of first impressions, she had no choice but to go home and risk seeing them. She had to eat something and rest.

Once she got to her townhouse, Mirai pressed her ear to the door, listening for any signs of life. To her relief, there was nothing. That was her chance! As soon as she turned and pushed the knob to enter, she felt a bump as the door made impact with something on the other side - or rather, as it turned out, someone.

Munday Ooc Questions

Ice Cream Meme

Accepting!

Cactus Fruit Sorbet: a “this shouldn’t work but it does” headcanon.

In universe, Heliar’s power!  There’s a reason he has such an OP as fuck power and the Hali Kra are SO magical and magically inclined that Heliar really shouldn’t be possible and shouldn’t be able to interact with people because literally his existence gives people headaches.

With the initial shock of being trapped within a strange place for the second time finally beginning to wear off, the android had decided to do a bit of exploring on her own to see if there was anything important worth noting that she could come across. However, the last few hours had turned out to be fruitless and the only thing she knew for sure was that this place was somehow even more of a wreck than the last one had been! Both annoyed and disappointed by the time she had wasted just wandering around there was little else she could think to do with her remaining free time other than sit on a surprisingly sturdy bench in an area that she assumed had once been a park. Rather than simply mope around, it was obvious that a pick-me-up seemed like a good idea and what better way to cheer herself up than with something to eat?

And although she had been initially surprised to have been given what was explained to be this town’s currency it was undoubtedly appreciated and had been sitting snug in the pocket of her shorts, just begging to be spent! 

But she certainly didn’t intend to use it. Not this quickly, at least. There was no telling how long she would have to make the money stretch for and she was still unsure on how to receive more money than what was rewarded so the best course of action was obviously to hold onto it for as long as possible. So caught up in her own thoughts, she barely registers when someone takes the empty seat beside her and she only narrows her eyes as they remain fixated straight ahead.

“Hey...” She finally addresses the stranger, though her gaze remains unwavering, “How easy do you think it would be for us to rob a restaurant around here together?”