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"DO NOT EAT THE PACKING PEANUTS!!"

A whine of refusal, a vague “no” uttered accompanied by the satisfying cracking sound of the packaging peanut her teeth bit into. It was an entirely primal urge to bite into them any chance she got and not one she could deny. “I’m not listening, you can’t make me listen! Also, I did actually eat that one, you startled me.”

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be nice to moon kid. / accepting.

“Are you for real right now.” Whines of irritation resound from Hakuno, her poor wavey, dark brown locks being all but attacked by the man currently messing up her hair. A sign of affection and one she never really got mad at yes but did he have to do it in such a rough manner? She’s wasn’t some dog, she couldn't just shake her head and have her hair go back in place. 

He was lucky she not only somewhat feared messing up his hair, but was also much taller than her, were it not for those two facts she'd get revenge at any chance she got. "Could you brush it at least when you're done? Contrary to popular belief, I do like to look at least somewhat presentable."

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@amarutuk​ / sc.

Shopping was always an...interesting task to do. Especially when you did it on the infinite planets a single universe held. Hakuno once thought humans had an awful lot of things you could find and buy in stores, but what you found on Earth wasn't even a smudge within the shmorgishborg of a whole universe, it had almost been overwhelming during early shopping trips to planets she had no idea even existed.

Shopping was both an interesting but tiresome task, however. Her companion was the worst shopping buddy imaginable. It was like a race to keep up with him and not lag too much behind before he noticed. For all the money he had and things he bought he sure never maybe paid someone else to hold all his bags. It was like one of those movies where the rich evil lady brought along her step kid and had them act as a human mule. It didn't help some of Gil's outfits even fit that image. The only good thing that came about from having to act as his personal butler was the fact she'd gained a much straighter posture, not slumping like she might've been back in the Moon Cell( it hadn't made her any taller, unfortunately ).

Thankfully Hakuno had gotten better at dealing with this makeshift race, so long as she didn't get distracted she had no issues. Sure she'd still rather not have to hold a bunch of bags or boxes she thought held just a bunch of useless material possessions but, that was mostly just a matter of differing opinion, and you know, upbringing. But she was starting to falter today, a particular store she kept seeing out of the corner of her eye drawing out that impulse to just wander to it without a word. But she was supposed to be done with that disappearing act of her's.

Exiting another store Hakuno paused for a bit, if she didn't do this now she either would have to wait till her next chance or get separated from Gilgamesh and run the risk of getting lectured about it. “Hey, Gil,” Stepping in front of the man she'd all but shove the bags she'd been holding into his hands, there weren't that many yet so he could manage. “I'm gonna go check out that store, okay?” Not waiting for any confirmation, she'd run off to the place she'd pointed at as the one she wanted to go to now.

And what was it? Whatever the space equivalent of a build a bear would be. Really. Her childish streak was showing.

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❝ Did you see everything you needed to see? ❞

king arthur: legend of the sword  ╱  not accepting.

Turning to face the other, gaze meeting shades of red  (  natures partial smile  ).  Had they  ??  A twist of fate returning what was once lost  ---  an eternity, locked out of their grasp  ---  all but a miracle.  Enkidu was not about to refuse such a gift; each moment treasured.  While usually prone to tagging along behind  (  they did not have many wants, content to simply exist in his presence  )  ---  it had been a field trip of sorts, a surprise  !!  floating about in streaks of blue brimming with voices.  The lancer was not the fondest of humanity’s traps, but they could acknowledge the too seldom benefits.

An aquarium was entirely unexpected  ---  not one drenched in people but quiet along the coast.  Gilgamesh knew them too well  (  careful fingers drifting between tanks, bright eyes, to accompany a soft melody; learning along their path  ).

❝  I have seen far more then I hoped.  ❞  Footsteps gliding them closer  (  running off ahead in excitement, solemn thoughts that had soon been sparked with delight  ).  Enkidu’s hand raising to grasp their friend's sleeve.  ❝  Thank you.  ❞