#* ic

[cainexe]

hello my dashing milkmaids (gender neutral) !

[xiaohongdian]

' ... and remember; if you do see a Malayan tapir around, don't feed it! Don't even think of coming near it. They're an endangered species, after all. '

[renatusest]

The cold stung at her cheeks, but she didn't particularly mind it; it was the refreshing kind of pain, like when her skin healed from a sunburn, to remind her she was still here, still alive. It was fleeting though, now that she'd entered the high-tech kitchen she'd heard rumors about. Those same rumors proved true, as the smell of baked goods and spices filled her senses.

Baking was never her forte, not now or before, but she couldn't help but give it a shot when she saw so many people enjoying themselves. She walked up to a screen, keeping to herself as she designed a cookie.

Cheryl only meant to make one, of course, but while the process was different the result was the same; it reminded her of spending the holidays with her father, something that felt like a lifetime ago now. Those memories were still so close to heart, and she lost herself within them for a short time. So, without thinking, Cheryl accidentally made an entire batch of gingerbread, all with varying appearances.

"Oh..."

"Oops."

[narukamiis]

yells across the courtyard YAE MIKO!!!!!

grimaces

KINJI?!

[sorsrenuo]

Naps in a hay pile hidden in the corner of a chocobo stall can be handy when you're exhausted and (for some reason) popular amongst the locals with nowhere to hide..

[profitsabode]

Camilla furrowed her brow… There was something familiar about this one… “Pardon me, but you look familiar… Do you have a sister or something?” 🧃

Anna is still shaking off the pushback of the previous rounds' wind blasts when she is approached by a purple woman outside of the medical tents. Right, she recalls seeing Camilla running around the tents earlier after the first combat, treating those who were injured. How kind of her to pass a vulnerary in her time of need!

Wait no, under closer inspection upon being in front of her, the royale is not handing her a vulnerary. Instead it appears to be a...box of juice? Well, it is always important to stay hydrated, and her wounds are not that fatal to require the curative.

As she reaches over to receive the drink, the commander is met with the usual Anna-ly mixup of the day. Not that she can blame the confusion in the other's voice, it's almost natural. Anna is surprised that she hasn't caught her alternative self out here trying to make a quick buck...

"Ah, thanks!" Anna takes the box and swiftly inserts the straw for a sip to catch her breath. The label on front does not lie, there is indeed juice within the juice box. The redhead senses many fruits, along with a hint of...cranberry? Certainly a comforting taste after her knockout.

"Oh, right. I'm Anna and...well, sister is one way to put it. Just remember me as the tough and noble one, that should clear up any uncertainty!" Anna winks, certain that Camilla is familiar with at least one of her money-hungry lookalikes.

[vs-susie]

@wcirdkid :  " Hey, you wouldn't know how to pick a lock, right? "

* can humans fly , kris ? of course i know how to pick locks !   wait , could humans really fly ?   * what do you need it for ?