Dec 8, 2023
" . . . fri-fri ? or is it frifri . . . interesting. " / @paraleech
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" . . . fri-fri ? or is it frifri . . . interesting. " / @paraleech
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"FYUGA, FYUGA!"
The boy is coming in, dragging behind him a collection of supplies that he's managed to acquire. Chief among them and holding everything else as it's pulled along the ground is a large, wooden box, very similar to the one that he attempted to trap her in the first time they met. Included in the other parts are dinner plate sized wheels and some duct tape. The ramifications of this are obvious.
"I'm gonna make a car! I need your help!"
@paraleech replied to your post :
is this an invitation to eat you. i cant tell (i am just a little creachure)
─「银月」─ " no, it's not that. and i hardly believe i'd taste any good. " note to self, be careful about sharing any information about herself in public. in any case, that wasn't supposed to be a broadcast other than an acknowledgement to self, but she digressed. " i can get you food if you're hungry ? "
Otose. Otose. She is standing in front of the door Otose. She wants a snack. She smells food in there Otose. Otose. Please let her in.
She was just preparing for the 1 o'clock rush when she caught sight of a diminutive shadow on the other side of the door. Leaving the cleaning to the others for a moment, she steps out from behind the counter and slides the door open, gazing down at the child standing intently before her.
"Eh? What is it, kid? Perhaps I'm not as fluent in body language as I used to be, but maybe you should speak up."
@paraleech sent:
Follows Saitama everywhere he goes for an entire day.
[ UNPROMPTED ] ... ▬▬▬ accepting !
HE DOESN'T PAY IT MIND at first, she seemed like a regular child accompanying their parents on errands, their schedules somewhat overlapping with his plans for the day. On his way to the market, among the crowds he blends with, around the shops he's stopped by, around every single shop ... and on his way back home ... at some point he finally notices, there is no adult that had this kid as company.
His grip on the grocery bags tighten as he walks, needless to stay he became hyper-aware of her eyes on his back. He had plans to walk Rover while patrolling for any monsters on the loose, this might very well ruin them, a little too much of a hassle for a problem if you ask him. But ...
" Little girl ... " He stirs around to face her, voice as soothing and kind as he could manage, which isn't really a lot, but he's trying his best. " Do you need help ? Are you lost ? "
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Climbs Omega like he's a jungle gym.
Honestly? He is shockingly unphased. You would think that a guy like him would be upset at a scrambly little creature skittering across his body like a monkey with a sugar high, but... He's kind of just letting it go for the longest ti—
[ "YOUR TRIAL RUN HAS ENDED. THANK YOU FOR PLAYING." ]
Ah. There's the limit to his patience. He spins his body about with the strength of a Category 5 hurricane. If Fyuga can stay on after that? She's earned her right to the death machine jungle gym, frankly. Complete and utter props to her.
he can still hear shou's (annoying) voice...
@paraleech sent: bwa
"Bwah?" Typical greeting for a toddler. Kneeling down to her level, a hand reached out to pat her head. "Bwa to you too. You should run back home now, kiddo."