personally I would like to meet the person who wrote that Miko canonically named one of her cats back in tokyo ‘ding-dong’ and ask them why that was a good idea

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personally I would like to meet the person who wrote that Miko canonically named one of her cats back in tokyo ‘ding-dong’ and ask them why that was a good idea
A great moment in history.
Slender digits tug on the edge of the twine, smile CURLING painted lips as it falls away from the box she holds in her palm. A MIX of chocolates & candies, each one imprinted with ELABORATE designs, already denoting that perhaps these aren’t any REGULAR treats found at a supermarket. She KNOWS just how energetic the young girl is, how the sugar is surely to affect her–
But what HARM could it bring other than her bouncing off the walls ?
❝ I was not sure which you would like, hardcandies, or chocolates, so I bought a little of both for you to take your pick from. ❞
“Woah!”
Light brown eyes widen with delight and fascination at the elaborately designed candies stacked ever so neatly in the box she was presented with, and the teen could only stare for a moment in appreciation. They almost looked too nice to touch, let alone eat. But of course, despite it being a passing thought, that wasn’t not really something that would stop Miko.
And just like that, the moment of appreciation was over with a pop of one of the little chocolates into her mouth.
“Mm! These are so good! Did you make these yourself or are you, like, best friends with a sweets chef?”
other muses: in their late 20s Miko: wow so ur like old as dirt huh
✲ || IT WAS A true shame that they were not on a level close enough for him to smack her upside the head— what he truly wanted to do with that comment laid out for him. Instead however he smiles & purposely sits next to her, looming over her work & textbooks grudgingly. High schooler by the looks of what she had been mulling over. Adorable. "What a fun subject that project must be for.
You’ll fail at this rate— along with whatever class this homework is for as well."
Grin shifts into that of a grimace as he takes a seat at her table, no doubt with equal intent to bug her as she initially had greeted him with. Who invited him, anyway?
“What do you know?” Covering the book and loose leaf notes from his nosy gaze, she instinctively flips a strand of her hot pink streak out of her face with a notable irritation. Miko was doing her best to not sound defensive, but this was certainly the last guy she wanted to see her struggle. “I do just fine, thanks.”
“That’s the great thing about me.”
“I never crash.”
i watched a lot of transformers prime today and boy someone put this kid in a corner please.
oh darling, maybe i’m reckless, but i wear wild so good.
Head canon for my Dragon Age verse because it’s not going to leave me alone until I get it down. Probably need to anyway
As her family is a very big (if underground) support structure of Seheron’s rebels, they have very good relations with the Fog Warriors. Since her parents agreed to have her trained, such warriors have for the most part been her teachers, and as such, her real fighting ability resembles that style. I head canon that Fog Warriors have a distinct resemblance to Wushu style martial arts (x, x, x) in their fighting technique which allows the quick and deadly strikes needed when setting assaults on the Qunari and Tevinter forces.
Though young and inexperienced, and still very much learning, Miko is actually rather skilled in it, likely fueled by her dedication and excitement to learn something outside of the lessons of a Lady. Naturally, her choice is the broadsword (x) (even if her actual class would likely stray more into a Rogue class) alongside the study of the alchemic branch needed for the creation of the fog -- a method which she is surprisingly taken with (when her attention isn’t focused elsewhere).
Where she appears sloppy, however, is when she comes to Skyhold and becomes enthralled with/tries to emulate the southern style, demonstrated by her seemingly uncoordinated slashings or copying what is clearly meant to be an imitation of greatsword/two-handed techniques. Because where her lessons had focused on sharp and agile strikes, many of southern Thedas’s sword techniques deal in brute strength and ‘killing quick by killing hard’, which is kind of the opposite of what she’s naturally used to.
So it’s in these times where she comes off as an absolute greenhorn-novice. Which she technically still is -- she’s not about to go running off and taking out mass numbers with her current skill -- but not nearly as much as she can appear trying to fight ‘southern’.
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fuKKIN RUDE AF MIKO
i mean I was two seconds away from calling you sour OLD crab apple so??
take it w/ a smile
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❝ Miko, are you a fan of sweets ? ❞
A simple yes or no question towards the young girl, fingers TWISTING the brown twine around slender finger as she glances over at her, brow ARCHING in question.
The girl’s ears perk almost immediately, the prospect of such a treat an immediate enticement for the wild-hearted child. Ebony was a sweet woman, and even if she was far more gentle than Miko herself, there isn’t much wonder as to why she’d taken a liking to her. And if she was ready to share the good stuff, well, even better.
“Oh, totally! Not that anyone thinks I need it, but you can’t beat a sugar kick.”
✲ || "SO DO YOU just enjoy being incredibly loud?" A hand rises to pluck an earphone from the girl’s ear( that damned brat from the coffee shop ) so that she could actually hear him. "Or do you just forget that other people can’t hear that music your singing along to in your ipod?"
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It would figure the one time she was trying to study, she’d get interrupted. Not that she had meant to be humming out loud to the music in her ears, but such was the nervous habit of hers. Humming, rhythmic tapping and the like, it eased the tension when she was stuck on something that she was trying to think through before she blew a gasket. In this case, some of the english phrasing in this god-forsaken textbook.
Normally, she would have considered apologizing with more sincerity, but upon recognizing that snide tone, Miko could only grin.
“Nah, just doing a school project to see if certain sounds attract crabby old guys.” Brown eyes flutter playfully. “Oh look, it works.”
June smiled. Of course something like that would grab Miko’s attention.
“Well, years ago, after I first started working at the hospital here, we had a football game and one of the opposing team members broke his leg, pretty badly. He was brought into the ER and given very strong pain medication. I came in to take him to triage, and he stared at me for a minute, then he asked if I was doing anything later that night. Then he started talking about renting a movie for us to watch together cause his parents would be asleep. During this, his parents were there with him. His mother scolded him for saying that, and his father couldn’t stop laughing.”
She smiled at the memory. “The boy was mortified when he found out what happened, and actually sent me flowers as an apology once he got out.”
Perhaps she had set her standards a bit high, expecting the wild and outlandish tales her mind had already conjured from June. She was nurse to a hospital in a small town the middle of the desert; the girl really shoudn’t be expecting anything from a Drama E.R. sort of show... Or from back home. After all, what wild, exciting thing could happen in a place like Jasper, Nevada?
The giant robots that lived next door could hardly count.
Not that she didn’t appreciate the shared tale; even if it wasn’t ‘exciting’, it was still funny.
“Woof.” The dry exclamation is followed by a snicker that she could hardly keep contained. The kid sounded like a huge dork, in her opinion, and the mental scenario. Yet by what some might call a karmatic retribution for such thoughts, she remembers her parents telling family friends of a similar instance regarding getting a tooth pulled in 5th grade... Well. At least he sent her flowers after the fact. “So much for date night. Kinda wish you got a video of that one.”
This world is a ruin.