#ahri01

[gallowsbough]

Last she’d heard, Ninpress had been sealed away. And yet, here stands the proud nine-tailed fox, milling about the Mistwood while touting the skin of a mortal erune— unthinkable! Though Yggdrasil’s knowledge of the Ninetails had been strictly hearsay, she finds it difficult to believe such a lofty entity, more suited for gilded halls and elegant song and dance, would go about mundane things like foraging in the woods.

But what did Yggdrasil know? Perhaps the proud beast Ninpress has evolved beyond her circumstance and turned over a new leaf.

Yggdrasil squats beside the woman and genially chimes, This is not your usual quarry, Ninpress. May I help— you...?

Facing who she had unwisely presumed was the Ninetails of her home, Yggdrasil blinks rapidly at the stranger in open-mouthed surprise.

— @venandii​ ❀

[graspingstars]

–; starter for @vulignis​

Molly needs fresh air. She’s been cooped up inside her apartment for days on end, and Sylvie has been growing worried about it. She didn’t really notice it until now, but she quickly forced herself to walk around for at least ten minutes to prevent his worry from growing further. It was going well, in all honesty! She never realized she needed to see sunlight and other people around her. 

However, she grows a little too relaxed, as she feels herself bump into someone and causing them to drop what they’re holding. She gasps and quickly bends down to grab it, handing it over to the stranger with a panicked expression.

❝ S-Sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going, it wasn’t intentional-! ❞

[gandrshot]

—— ♦ well { ahri }

fxglove

     From the many aspects which Hive City maintained, the heiress managed to slide right into the lifestyle which those around her were placed into. With nothing but a swift notion, despite her neediness, she believed maybe it was time to start anew. Here no one had any idea of the past she left behind beneath Fuyuki, which allowed her to wash away the fears which plagued her mind-- well, almost.

     Days flashed by within a millisecond, to that of which she despised. Time spent beneath the  labyrinth degraded her feelings; she's needed a cure, a pick-me-up so to speak. Perhaps it was only the thought of what could have been, or rather something weighing heavily upon her shoulders. Such as, thoughts of the magus she pretended to be; it would only cause a downward spiral from here on out. -- Slowly she turns to face a resident, noticing the cloth before anything else.

     ❝Have you even paid attention to the weather out here?❞

     Even looking at the other, the magus would freeze to death. ❝I mean, with the snow and all.. Maybe you're someone who doesn't feel the cold, I don't know.❞ She finishes with a shrug, not sure why she had said such a thing. ❝It isn't as though I care, or anything-- but I hate this weather.❞ And it wasn't as though she cares if a complete stranger freezes to death, but maybe she's somewhat concerned on the matter. Though, the heiress is hardly fit for such weather, either.

     Perhaps it was only the thought of what could have been, or rather something weighing heavily upon her shoulders. Such as, thoughts of the magus she pretended to be; it would only cause a downward spiral from here on out. -- Slowly she turns to face a resident, noticing the cloth before anything else.

     ❝I honestly don't think anyone is fit for this weather.❞ She was also terrible at small talk. ❝It's far too gloomy for my liking... So, what about you?❞ Might as well attempt to be polite.

[egoistfool]

「S.H.E」

     A dissatisfied hum was brought to the lips of a certain fumbling detective as he stole a quick glance to his phone's blinding screen. No updates in the past four hours. Of course, a brand new employee with a mediocre at best recommendation wouldn't receive word of a job whilst on call. Not unless they were strapped for assistance or had a job they really didn't want to give to the, quote, proper detectives. These jobs usually involved vandal teenagers or calls that were suspected to be pranks.

     Until he'd receive word that he had an objective or would be off call for the night, Adachi assumed he could free roam until something came up. This thought found him in the shopping district of Koi, window browsing for things he couldn't afford and taking mental note of things he'd need later (the only inward note thus far was a quick stop at the grocery after work for some cabbages).

     As his sight was removed from one item and placed upon the next, the rookie let out another heavy sigh, eyebrows folding into a frown. It wasn't until his attention was caught by the reflection of a young woman that his features relaxed. Hey, she's pretty cute. He thought to himself, instinctively taking a few steps in her direction as she passed him. Without a second thought, Adachi set a plan in motion to talk to her. Whipping out his phone as he pretended to do some sort of important business on it, he picked up the speed of his stride and casually pumped his shoulder into hers.

     「Oh, I'm so sorry!」A habitual lift of his hand to the nape of his neck granted a sheepish expression to cast over his features as a gentle smile graced his lower visage. 「I must not have been paying any attention.」