Saya ● Seven

[sweeperesque]

Characters: Saya & Anyone & Everyone
Location: ALL AROUND. She's running awaaaaaay.
Time: AS OF THE FIRST AFTERNOON OF CHRISTMAS IN JULY.
Style: Either works for me~!
Status: OPEN LIKE A FRIDGE FULL OF MILK.

[Hi Vatheon. There is angry yelling going on.]

Get away! No! Stop it! I'm not doing it! Ever! Take a hint!

[Your flying mistletoe has

Comments

HIIIIIIII :D /horrible

[first_scorned]

[ ... Guess who is torching every piece of Mistletoe he finds? Deja vu. He swears... this HAS. TO. BE. LOKI. He doesn't know how. He doesn't know where. Nor does he know why. But Loki was the Norse trickster. Anyone familiar with Balder's tale would know how he was killed by Devil's Fuge--mistletoe. And that damn prankster would do something like this, he just knows it.

... God help them. He doesn't even see Saya. This may end up messy, especially if she ends up running smack-dab into a magic barrier (he's not letting those plants anywhere near his person, thanks). ]

FFFF oh you

[sweeperesque]

[Running aaahhhhh, and she was looking behind her so she just barely manages to catch sight of Naoya before skidding to a stop right in front of him, barely managing to maintain balance in the snow.]

Wh-whoa! [... hey, at least she stopped] Uh... hi Naoya!

I AM PERSISTENT OKAY

[first_scorned]

... Saya. Have you seen an irritating man in his mid-twenties, wearing a purple suit, with black hair and a goatee?

[ Hang on, torching more Mistletoe! Maragi, how he loves the field-targeting spell. ]

CLEARLY SO

[sweeperesque]

[Oh! ... well, she's glad that the mistletoe are going away. It's actually quite a relief.]

.... no, can't say so. Why?

[suncentric]

I DON'T WANT TO KISS ANYONEEEEEEEEE! [Have a Kyuu denying any urges he may be getting and looking for somewhere. Really. Far. Away from people. Which doesn't really work when you're looking behind you and not where you're going.

Uhuh. Yup. Guess who's sliding towards you >_>]

[sweeperesque]

[Saya was also looking behind her, but luckily she has the reflexes to save both of them. Doooodging out of the way of the rampaging guy.]

.... jeeze. Talk about enthusiasm.

[suncentric]

Ahhh, sorry!

[And yelling at the mistletoe some because lkdsjfkldsfjdklsfjsdf !!!]

I don't want to kiss her either! I have to save my first kiss for someone better! [...UHH. That could sort of be taken as an insult...!?] N-not that you're not good I mean it's just that...I DON'T WANT TO KISS ANYONE!

[/sob. /sob.]

[sweeperesque]

[... pfffffff. Haha, funny kid. She's actually amused.]

No, I gotcha. I'm not exactly pleased with how this is turning out either.

[driedfisheyes]

[He wouldn't be out except for the fact that...well...without Narumi-otouto around, Eyes was back to depending on restaurants and cafes for meals. And so, he was outside.

Outside and being followed by...mistletoe. It is...rather disturbing. Very disturbing. And for someone who used to associate with a person who thought nothing of riding down hills on bikes in frog suits that had no eye holes...? Yeah, this was still disturbing.

Internal wtfing going on as someone is...running...in his general direction.]

[sweeperesque]

[Ack! A person! She's... well, attempting to stop herself but that's a little bit harder in the snow. SKIDDING SKIDDING SKIDING SKIDDING- ... slipping. Hi Eyes. She's fallen in front of you.]

Er... sorry about that.

c-can I assume they exchanged names at their first conversation or something haha

[driedfisheyes]

Not doing what?

[/brb being vaguely amused. Uhh...are those...flying mistletoe he's seeing over there?]

yeah that's fine with me /o/

[sweeperesque]

[Yes, Eyes. And she's standing up now, brushing the snow off her yukata as she explains.]

You know the tradition, right?

[hungryvigilante]

[Look, it's Tao! She pops up in front of Saya]

It's flower girl! Why are you running from the tasty flying plants, meow?

[sweeperesque]

[Tao! Act as her defense! She'll be moving to duck behind the catgirl now.]

Because I can't fire bullets in a public area!

[hungryvigilante]

Don't shoot the tasy plants, meow! You should eat them! Like Tao.

[After saying that, Tao looks at the flying mistletoe and chows down. Soon, there's not a trace of it left.]

They're really tasty! Except they make Tao feel kind of weird after...

[sweeperesque]

[...... what is this she doesn't even-]

Weird, huh? What kind of weird?

FFFF I DON'T EVEN--

[redcloakedthief]

[He is laying low, really, he is. But the snow draws him out for a time, because he's fascinated; underwater frozen water? He's seating on the edge of an abandoned market stall, watching the weather and shenanigans with a quirked smile.

Can it be that he has yet to notice Saya? Gasp.

Maybe, maybe not.]

i'm sure you can imagine what chat wanted to happen here

[sweeperesque]

[Stiiiilll fighting off the goddamn mistletoe. She's so close to seeing if she can tear them to shreds. But Matthew catches her attention as she's running by and figures that she probably has enough self-control to keep up a civil conversation... for now.]

Oh come on, don't tell me you haven't had to deal with the floating greenery yet.

[Totally civil, what are you talking about.]

I've got a good idea. 8D

[redcloakedthief]

[We'll see how that goes. And he kicks his legs and grins some more.]

Not yet. I guess I'm just lucky.

[The truth is, he hasn't been out long enough to attract them. It'll come.]

They seem to like you, though.

idk whether to oblige. (5 dollars says bree's stalking this.)

[sweeperesque]

[Crossing her arms, she huffs.]

Take a few. They're driving me insane. Fighting for my pride here, Matthew.