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Who: fivepetals & lovedthedeadone
When: forward-dated to September 3rd, morning
Where: the marketplace
Format: action!
What: a chance meeting
Warnings: . . . none?
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When: forward-dated to September 3rd, morning
Where: the marketplace
Format: action!
What: a chance meeting
Warnings: . . . none?
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[A little indulgence! Well, that's actually the norm, for her - despite the, shall we say... minimal?, eating habits of her kind, she had long since decided that there was much to be gained from walking outside the typical roads trod by warriors. And just because she didn't need to eat much does not imply that she couldnt or even shouldn't.]
[Life, as it happens, is full of delicious pleasures.]
[She considers all this, and a number of other little things, as she starts away from a market stand stocked with of bolts luxurious cloth (she had come for cherries, but why stop there?). Roxanne keeps her head up, watching the clouds, and the swirling white-grey mist above, mingling with the blue of the afternoon sky. It's a bit of a chore trying to decide whether or not it is beautiful, but even so for some reason she can't quite dislodge the question, which may be why she's so surprised when someone steps right into her ( ... )
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It's only when a voice addresses her that she looks up, eyebrows briefly knotting in confusion at the crackle of energy that she picks up... it must be coming from the other girl? ]
[ She's pretty, is her first thought upon fulling taking in Roxanne's appearance, almost to an unnatural extent. This latest development makes Hinamori flush a light shade of red, and become momentarily flustered-- who exactly had she run into? Pushing the bangs out of her eyes, she tries for an apologetic smile, and dips her head in a slight bow. ]
Oh... I'm Hinamori! Momo Hinamori.
[ Lowering her gaze back to the flowers in her hand, and resisting the urge to start fidgeting, she regrettfully mourns the loss of ( ... )
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[Such a dear little thing. Roxanne leans forward a little and sniffs the flowers.]
Without our collision, I would never have come to meet your lovely blossoms.
[Standing upright again, she tips her head a little. Like most of her fellow warriors, Roxanne towers over a normal woman. It is typical, to her - even average warriors tend to linger within a few inches of Roxanne's nearly six foot stature. Which means that, looking at Momo, her immediate thought is, This girl is so small to radiate such strength.]
[Interesting, the rules of other worlds - the way their power worked, the way their people looked. Dark hair, dark eyes, and so petite. On her own world, someone like that would be crushed in an instant.]
[Of course, on her own world, someone like that wouldn't have that alien energy signature either. Something to look into, perhaps?]...besides, it isn't an inconvenience. I always enjoy an introduction, don't you? New people can bring such a spice to things... especially in a world ( ... )
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You like flowers? Ah well, that's kind of a silly question, of course you do! I've never met someone who doesn't like-- [ she cuts herself off there, wincing a bit at her own tendency to ramble when she's nervous. taking a short moment to inspect the bouquet, she plucks out the best-looking rose, and then offers it to Roxanne with an outstreched hand. ]
Here! I'm not sure if you're familiar with flower language but... yellow roses symbolize friendship. Not that I think the we're friends exactly but--
[ this isn't going so well is it? a soft sigh before she tries again: ] It's nice to meet you, Roxanne-san.
[ a pause, and an incline of her head. ]
Oh...! Momo is my first name, and Hinamori is my last? I'm not sure how else to explain it. . .
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