✨ refer to the list above for muses i really want to play with. ✨ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ✨ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ✨ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
[She wasn't sure how that happened. One moment she was at the Altar of Apostles with the others, and then the next she was here in an entirely different place -- one that was more reminiscent of Karulu, though there was definitely an aesthetic that set it apart. It seemed more old-fashioned than Platina, regardless... there was none of the familiar machinery that set the Floating City apart from everything else.
Though that didn't compare to the number of pressing issues that were floating around in her head. How was she going to get home in time to help her friends? Was there a way back from where she was to whence she came? And who was even going to help her administer the life extending agents she'd found with her when she was brought here? (How did they even get there, anyway...?) Suffice to say, this was a bad place to be.
...It takes a moment or two, nevertheless, for her to register that someone was addressing her. The girl looks to Yosuke. Considering her style of dress, she probably stood out quite a bit. A white and pink dress that stopped just below her waist, with black straps and a long, tail-like extension going from the neck, pink-brown-and-white detached sleeves, black ribbons in her hair--and what was up with the headband and headphone-like attachments over her ears? She looked like a cosplayer, for pete's sake.]
Hm? O--Oh...I'm fine. [She didn't seem too comfortable...]
[Stand out she does. Sure, the black ribbons and the hair attachments were the give away, what alerted him to the fact he'd seen her before, but once he actually gets there it's surprising how much of a cosplayer she actually looks.
Hey, it's not a bad thing, she's not hurting anyone, he's really not going to judge. Some of the girls in the department might but he's not one of them and he's not petty and hey, he's a guy, she does look cute enough.
Though the concern kicks in when she doesn't look too happy. Maybe something happened... he's not going to pry, but...]
I saw you here alone, so I just- nevermind. Are you hungry? I was going on my berak soon, so I could find you something.
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Though that didn't compare to the number of pressing issues that were floating around in her head. How was she going to get home in time to help her friends? Was there a way back from where she was to whence she came? And who was even going to help her administer the life extending agents she'd found with her when she was brought here? (How did they even get there, anyway...?) Suffice to say, this was a bad place to be.
...It takes a moment or two, nevertheless, for her to register that someone was addressing her. The girl looks to Yosuke. Considering her style of dress, she probably stood out quite a bit. A white and pink dress that stopped just below her waist, with black straps and a long, tail-like extension going from the neck, pink-brown-and-white detached sleeves, black ribbons in her hair--and what was up with the headband and headphone-like attachments over her ears? She looked like a cosplayer, for pete's sake.]
Hm? O--Oh...I'm fine. [She didn't seem too comfortable...]
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Hey, it's not a bad thing, she's not hurting anyone, he's really not going to judge. Some of the girls in the department might but he's not one of them and he's not petty and hey, he's a guy, she does look cute enough.
Though the concern kicks in when she doesn't look too happy. Maybe something happened... he's not going to pry, but...]
I saw you here alone, so I just- nevermind. Are you hungry? I was going on my berak soon, so I could find you something.