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@targetsbound

The bustling downtown of the city was typically mundane in how people milled about the area, but today there seemed to be something that disrupted the normal chaos of the downtown area.

“H-Hey, are you alright..?” Asked a concerned man, reaching out to the trembling form on the ground. “Do...do you want us to call the po--”

“N-No--!!” Shrieked Iris, swatting the unfamiliar hand away. “G..Go away..!! Please go away!”

Iris didn’t know how or why, but she had somehow ended up somewhere that wasn’t the earth that she knew. The destroyed moon, the people with animal characteristics...dust... all of it was very overwhelming for the poor girl. The fact that she managed to draw a crowd with her panicking, there were too many-- FAR TOO MANY EYES STARING AT HER.

So there she sat, bawling her eyes out as a crowd of people surrounded her, trying to console the crying girl.. but all to no avail.

If only there was a familiar face around here somewhere..

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@targetsbound || x

“Oh you know, managing this place. Checking over my stocks..”

 Ichisada leans on the counter and reaches for Enigma’s hand. She still has a sweet smile on her face as she suddenly grips his hand tightly.

“...Trying to figure out how ____’s worth of booze just upped and vanished one night.”

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@targetsbound || X

“Well, there’s your spirits-- vodka, brandy. Then there’s the brand name shit like Fireball. But that’s more of a freight train if you don’t know what you’re doing....or I could just make you like...long island ice tea?”

So many options! 

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"Hey, a friend of mine recommended you to me. Can you give me something strong?" A guy wearing a white jacket and blue shirt said.

“Well, that entirely depends on your definition of strong! Do you want freight train strong or slap-to-the-face strong?”

She’ll have to keep an eye on this guy, no matter what he picks. 

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"You got appletinis here?"

“Of course we do! Would you like one ma’am?”

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@elin-cinderrose-ford || x

“If we’re talking realistically, the sun would probably be in your stomach and the rainbows would be in the intestines....what do you think it would smell like if we could? Like regular shit or something nicer on the nose?”

Yeah, Ichisada knows she’s drunk. But she’s overlooking it since it doesn’t seem like she’s too terribly drunk...well, not yet anyways.

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A package arrived! It was quite heavy and it seemed that the brand 'Citrusoft' was written all over it! Unpack it?

Miles was watching over some business in exchange for shelter for a few days. The store owner told him everything he needed to know. What was coming, who to expect, and what to look out for.

The manager never told him about a package. 

Puzzled, Miles picks up the box and carries it inside. He knows it’s not right to open a package that didn’t belong to him, but he couldn’t see a return address on the box. 

Opening it was his best chance and finding a number to call to get this all sorted out.

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Jacob was ogling Ichisada in what he thought was a secretive manner, but to most else, it wasn't subtle at all. He couldn't quite help himself though, she was the first woman in a long while that had caught his fancy... And the air of confidence about her didn't help much in his now slight infatuation.

Yeah, Jacob’s staring was nowhere near subtle. But Ichisada didn’t mind all that much.

Ichisada had discovered that Jacob was staring awhile ago, but she was a bit more focused on answering texts on her phone at the moment. Some from her boss, a few from new clients, friends. Just getting herself caught up mostly.

However, once she sent her last reply. She decided it was finally time to address the ogling elephant in the room.

She puts her phone away in her pocket and turns to face Jacob.

“See something you like~?” She winks. “...Loving the outfit, by the way.”