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     It had been entirely an accident. Okay, well not entirely. The youth had decked some snooty rich guy that had been picking on a girl, calling her disrespectful names and asking things of her that she couldn’t possible help him with. It had really pissed Natsu off, and so he’d swung his fist and knocked the guy out in one well aimed punch to the face. His muscles weren’t just for show, after all, and he’d had plenty of training in various martial arts.

      It was just… there were numerous problems with doing what he’d done. First of all, it was inside of a grocery store. Second of all, albeit part time, he was working there. And third, well… The man’s body had crashed into the aisle shelves with enough force to send it toppling into the next set, and the next, creating a domino effect that struck down every aisle in the building. But don’t worry, no innocent people were injured in the making of this accident.

      Panic was quick to set in the moment Natsu had realized just what he’d done, and in an attempt to avoid getting yelled at he grabbed the hand of the only witness and bolted without their permission out the back door and into the ally, leaving the girl who’d been harassed as the only one who could attest to what had occurred. Hopefully she’d leave out the part that it was a pink haired employee who’d done the damage, though running out in the middle of his shift was likely grounds for getting fired regardless. 

      He dashed down the alleyway behind the grocery store, the involuntary tag-a-long still present as they surfaced on one of Kairos’ main streets. A resident of Paralia, some of his jobs took place in Kairos so he was there quite frequently. It was only when the pink haired lad had stopped to take a breath, however, that he actually realized he’d dragged an innocent bystander along with him.

A soft hum sounded up in the back of her throat, habitually, as she strolled down the aisle, the cash register already in sight. It was when she was about to place her obtainments on the counter, when a loud crash caught her attention and her eyes darted toward its source. The scenario unfolded itself in front of her eyes quickly--too quick for Vanille to even register what was happening. An unfamiliar hand grabbed her own and she was dragged along a second later. What the hell.

"H-Hey! What are you doing?!" She managed to huff out, unwillingly running behind the pink-haired guy who looked pretty funky in her eyes. What if she was being kidnapped--? Or even worse, kidnapped to be held hostage and then murdered tragically in the basement of an abandoned house?!  She was about to scream for help when--

Oh. He was apologizing and Vanille found herself momentarily dumbfounded. Her eyes blinked once, twice, her feet having come to a halt by now. "Oh--! Uh. It was you punched that guy?" She exclaimed suddenly, voice laced with sheer surprise. At least he wasn't a kidnapper. Phew. "That was one hell of a punch tho'. You knocked that dude over like a real champ!" A grin made its way past her lips, the whole situation suddenly too absurd and surreal to be true.

A familiar voice awoke her from her reverie, and she turned to the source of it. As she had expected, it was Vanille. Vanille was a person that she hadn’t heard from in a long time, so she showed a smile to her friend.

As the young man entered the quaint, corner store not too far from his own apartment, he’s blasted with a cool burst of air contrasting the warm weather outside. It’s refreshing, he thinks, and with a bounce to his step, he makes his way immediately through the aisles searching for something to snack on. With something particular in mind, Jack focuses on nothing else but trying to find the fruit he so desires. Sadly, however, his eyes just don’t seem to be coming across his target but he shrugs and thinks he’s simply not looking hard enough.

He places his hands on his hips, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he looks quizzically at one of the few stands of fruits and vegetation. Obviously, at this rate, he won’t be finding any grapes any time soon, so he looks around for anyone else that he could ask for assistance whether they be worker or not.

Hurried steps carry her to the nearest shop, large eyes roaming around upon entering the store. The fruit stand catches her interest. Fruits are healthy--and they do not fatten either, she muses and strolls over to her destination. Most of her favorite fruits seem to be sold out, but--oh! A last packet grapes is spotted and Vanille is quick to snatch it, placing it in her basket with a victorious grin. 

Vanille, happy about her obtainment so far, is ready to move over to the next section, when a male voice is clearly casted at her.

Minako stared out the window of the fast food restaurant for a bit, chewing on her fries. “I think I’m going to try and cook something myself…but what do I even cook? And should I even give it to someone?” She dipped another fry in ketchup, and looked at the empty seat across from her, a little annoyed that she was alone.

Immediate regret washed over her as she found herself, alone, in the midst of a crowded fast food restaurant. Much to her dismay, her college mates had other plans, while Vanille was literally craving a burger on that afternoon. Bad luck. She sighed, small steps carrying her past taken tables. That was until a familiar figure was spotted and her features lit up.

Alpha: How have you au’d your character to fit the setting?

Beta: Does your character live in Kairos or Paralia? Is there a reason for you choosing the place that you have? 

Gamma: In terms of regaining memories, what’s the one thing you can’t wait for your character to get back?

Delta: Is your character’s profession different than it was in canon? If so, what is it? 

Epsilon: Do you feel like your character is living a better life now that they’re au’d, or did they lead a better life in their original universe.

Zeta: Does your character have a specific place they like to spend their time at?

Eta: Where’s their least favorite place to go and the reason why they dislike going there?