Nekozawa || Third

[scaryoniichama]

Who: Umehito Nekozawa and Ladies Of Somarium!
Where: City of Somni
Style: any way you want!
Status: open!

Comments

Do you even dare? I mean really?

[otakufanrenge]

That doesn't sound like a creepy lurker at all.

Renge was trying to catch one of these hovering ornaments. Though they always seem to be out of her reach. One had looked particularly beautiful and she wanted to grab one. Perhaps save it to be placed on a Christmas tree.

"Almost.....shoot!"

he dares to be stupid!

[scaryoniichama]

"Would you like some assistance~?"

He had managed to creep up right behind her, eyes on her flowing hair that surely could use a trim.

It will surely be the end of him. 8U Hope it's worth it

[otakufanrenge]

EEK!
[daoajiaoj...! DX Who what where?! Someone just came from behind her and spooked her.]

[otakufanrenge]

Oh...oh! Nekozawa it's just you.
[Quit doing that. 8[ Slight of of relief.]

[witchmaker]

Angela didn't like the city.

There was something strange and alien about it-- the tall, rectangular buildings, the strange black streets, the abundance of strange machinery and technology. She rarely ventured outside of Espoir because this place kind of creeped her out, but in the end she wound up here, simply because she couldn't put the thought out of her mind that something was here, and there was some way to get back home again.

She was a little too distracted by the commotion around her to notice anyone coveting a lock of her long, purple hair for the time being.

[scaryoniichama]

She might wind up liking the city a little less, when a strange voice began calling out... right behind her.

"Pardon me, miss..." He murmured, leering at her from underneath his hood. "But may I ask you for a small favor?"

[witchmaker]

Oh holy Sword and Tree.

Angela nearly jumps out of her skin, and it's only the fact that she realizes the voice is actually human that keeps her from hurling a spell directly towards its source.

"Good Lady! Where the hell did you come from?!"

[scaryoniichama]

"From the shadows, of course." As if that should somehow be common knowledge, with the puppet pointing towards the alleyway from which he had been lurking. "I repeat... may I ask you a favor? It is quite a simple and easy one, and would hardly take a moment of your time..."

Look at all that hair Umehito~

[white_polaris]

[Serenity is walking down the street in just her gown and the snowmen don't dare throw at her. She has a shopping bag in hand, the item out of place on her person but she doesn't seem to mind. She hears soft snipping sounds and pauses before she turns to gaze at Umehito.]

What are you doing, Umehito? You should be inside with how little you're wearing.

Gimme head with hair, Long beautiful hair~

[scaryoniichama]

[His cheeks are a bit red from the cold, but again, he pays it no need.]

I do not plan to be out here long... and, in fact, you can be of great aide to that!

[white_polaris]

Oh? And how is that?

[scaryoniichama]

[Holds up the scissors.]

Care to spare a lock of hair?