27th Prophecy [Action]

[floralprophecy]

[There's a bishop on his way home from the stores, his arms laden with shopping (mostly noodles and other food stuff). It might look a bit too heavy for the slightly built bishop (though he isn't really that tiny, he is officially 170cm/5'7" tall), but Labrador isn't having any trouble at all even if he can't really see the way ahead...

Just then, a

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[mikangirl]

[Runaway hat, you say? Nami will reach down and catch that for you, Labrador, though she'd rather you didn't bowl her over today. She'll go to hold it out, realise he has his hands full and grin.]

Need a hand?

[floralprophecy]

[and somehow manages to stop before running into you and keep his balance at the same time!]

Ah, Miss Nami. Thank you. Well, I only need help with my hat, I believe.

[mikangirl]

No problem. I was hoping we'd meet again one day anyway. Do you uh ...want this back, or should I carry it for you? You might just lose it again.

[floralprophecy]

You did? Oh... uh... I suppose it would be best if you were to hold on to that for me for the time being, that is, if you don't mind, Miss Nami.

[spiritarrows]

[With an audible bump of course. But at least Doumeki will grab him by the shoulder before the force of impact introduces him and the shopping to the ground.] Be care--

...Good morning Labrador.

[floralprophecy]

[and before he knows what's happening, he's pinning D- Shizuka to the ground! Memories of a certain event flood back. He turns a bright pink and quickly leaps up, dropping the rest of his shopping]

I-I'm so sorry!! Are you alright, Shizuka?

[spiritarrows]

Yeah. It's okay. [Will get up and stride after your hat before it gets any farther. That takes priority over talk since you aren't going anywhere... right?]

[floralprophecy]

[he'll just stay right where he is flushed in embarrassment] Are you sure? I could heal you.

[ghostinthealley]

*Reimi spots this rather amusing scene and grins a little*

Oh, hello Bishop! Do you, uh...need some help there?

[floralprophecy]

[a little busy here hurrying after his runaway hat] Oh, good morning, Miss Reimi. Could you help me get my hat, please?

[ghostinthealley]

*Reimi grabs it for him with a smile*

Sure, here you go.

[floralprophecy]

Thank you, Miss Reimi. [and kind of tries to get it but his hands are rather full...]

[most_talented]

[Hat pick up!]

Hey, Labrador.

[floralprophecy]

[and only just manages to swerve past you and stop from dropping everything, the vines that suddenly spring up round him to help him balance might have something to do with it. ... and it's then that he realises he could have used his vines to get his hat earlier... oh well.]

Good morning, Miss Makoto. Ah, thank you for picking that up for me.

[most_talented]

[Raises eyebrows, impressed, but also chuckles, because, well, Labrador so cuuuuute. Leans over, putting his hat back on.]

You're welcome... You all okay?

[floralprophecy]

[and leans forward a bit as you help him put it back on]

Thank you! Yes, I'm fine. Just doing a bit of grocery shopping.

[outwalks]

[ Well, since Allen's just turning around himself, why yes, they'll run right into each other as the hat rolls off. What is his life. ]

[floralprophecy]

[Crash! Groceries fly everywhere! Labrador ends up sitting on the ground, rather dazed.]

[outwalks]

[ Allen sits up rather quickly, gathering his bearings and scrambling to his feet. ]

I really do apologise-ah! Bishop Labrador?

[floralprophecy]

[He blinks a bit. What just happened? Oh, look, an Allen]

Mn? Oh, good morning, Allen. Ah! [Then he remembers! He springs up suddenly and grabs his hat before it can go any further, hopefully he doesn't knock into poor Allen again...]