#kinusune

[universe-of-muses]

@kinusune​ continued from here.

The young butler was out on his own on a flower field. Collecting flowers for Flora, his mother. Whom he loved deeply. As Azure was done and had enough flowers, someone approached him and turned around to see a girl...Kitsune?

“Oh? These? I’m collecting these for my mother.” He replied as his focus was on the girl’s ears and tail. “What about you? What are you doing here?” He asked as a means to keep the conversation going.

[braveryinblue]

[ COFFEE ] hm, kinu doesn't really like the taste of this one either. it's a little too sweet for her liking. kinu thinks she'd just like a little milk herself instead of this chocolate-y, bitter stuff. smacking a lips a few times, she waits and watches for the stranger beside her to look away before she outright pours the contents of her drink into his cup and pretends that she absolutely didn't do that.

Hector almost spits it out when first he takes a sip, but he manages to preserve a sliver of decorum by sheer miracle - take that, all ye doubters.

But how and when did this even happen???

He blinks.

Had he simply gotten himself the wrong drink?

But he could have sworn he'd been almost done with it and hadn't yet gone back to get another. Certainly, he'd have remembered downing an entire mug of something sweeter like that. Would he not then have been expecting it?

But this was not expected at all!

This was a shock to the system, plain and simple.

Someone was out to get him.

They had to be.

How else could such a situation have occurred?

But who?

And why?

Hector was never without his enemies, not even in Fodlan he had come to learn (and quite the lesson that had been!),

but for something this sad and foolish? What was the point?

Couldn't they have just dealt with whatever misgivings the mystery miscreant had over a good ol-fashioned spar?

Or even, heavens forbid, through communication?? That was what well-adjusted people preferred, was it not?

And people called him thick, or insolent, but at least he wasn't the sort of craven what went around committing the basest knavery and messing with people's drinks!!

Still though...

He couldn't wrap his head around any of this. . .

who would even do such a thing...???

"Hey," he Finally addresses a girl with odd ears sat next to him, "did you see if anyone messed with my drink??"

[cutestrival]

[ POMEGRANATE ] "hey!" chew, chew, chew. she pops another handful of pomegranate seeds in her mouth, fingertips stained with the berry red juice and cheeks puffed out like a squirrel. pomegrante seeds are a little like raspberries, but these are less easy to eat. "you wanna play?" tipping her head back and with a bit of confidence, kinu spat out a seed over aimlessly in a general direction. she holds out a handful of seeds to the stranger. "can you spit any farther?"

“Ew, what? What is-” but Selena stops momentarily, watching just quite how far the pomegranate seed is spat. Any semblance of disgust is immediately cast aside as she cups her hands to receive the bloodied seeds. She supposed she had been caught stepping outside in the fairest way.Whether unbecoming of the gorgeous dress she wears, Selena’s not about to miss out on an opportunity to show someone up. “PTOO!” Her launch is somewhat lackluster, her lips muscles far more entitled to kissing than spitting. “W-wait a second, let me try again. I’ll get you this time.” But her conclusion has already settled at the tip of her tongue, and she withdraws her arrogance, if only a little. “...How do you spit it so far? What the hell?”

[reprisalet]

[ CHAMPAGNE & MINT CANDY ] she doesn't like champagne and she'd already gotten her one designated glass for the day, but she thinks that the way that they're lined up is perfect! as one of the waitstaff passes her by, kinu snatches a handful of mints off a tray and glances at the stranger beside her. "hey, do you want to play a game with me?"

reyson eyes the girl with some light suspicion. a beast laguz ( or some foreign equivalent ) who looks... awfully playful. catlike, he'd guess, if not for the actual features she sported.

an adorable creature, but one who's clearly up to mischief. if he didn't have a soft spot for that sort of thing...

but he does, so he smiles.

"of course. i would love to. show me the kind of game you have in mind."

[justices-blade]

[ SPAGHETTI AND MEATBALL ] if there's one thing that she knows that she definitely shouldn't do, it's wearing white around food. there were too many occasions where she'd be standing around and just enjoying herself when she'd dribble jam or sauce onto her clothes. grass, too, but she didn't eat grass. she is watching curiously for anyone that dares to do try to eat as something of a learning experiment. "you're not going to take that off before you eat? wow!"

Not the stains again! Edward's face reflexively crumples a bit as he's reminded once more of how red the spaghetti sauce is and bats away the growing urge to step close and sneak a plate just in time. He can eat carefully, sure, but it makes the food feel less tasty!!

"Hmmmgh..." he fiddles with his nice coat, looking to the laguz (wolf? no, that doesn't seem quite right), then for an unoccupied chair to throw it over the back of where it wont drag on the floor, but no dice. He slumps with a sigh. "Yeah, I should take it off, huh? Man, I knew there was a reason I don't really wear white..."

He starts to pace a bit. "But it looks so cool... But I can't spill anything on it! But I can clean it after... But it gets dirty so fast!!"

Grey eyes turn to her, almost pleadingly, hands squashing his own face in peckish frustration. "How is anyone else handling the sauce, anyways?! Everyone's dressed all nice!"

[nelithic]

[ MEATBALL ] sooo, she might've stolen a few stray meatballs off of a few beds of pasta. but, she thinks this is the church's fault for being so stingy. just ONE meatball for every bowl of pasta? nuh uh. to that effort, she'd snuck away with a full flight of meatballs: each of them with a sneaky fun surprise! but, it's only a surprise to people who didn't KNOW what was in it and kinu definitely knew. "hi! do you want to try these with me? i got 'em," a pause. "special! from the kitchen!"

THE LITTLE-EARED ONE WAS CRAFTY. she had plotted the gambit for some time, then looked and listened keenly for any witnesses before finally deciding to act. and the heist had been flawless, nearly. it was unfortunate that she had failed to account for the pair of eyes watching from the seats several long lengths away, drawn some time ago to the rambunctious, capering shape that had been flitting in and out of the crowd.

more unfortunate still, that she should come this way with her prize, seeking to profit from it. though in truth, the meatballs do bear a pleasantly fragrant aroma, at least when compared to most of the remaining selection. nel would dare say they were one of the few, if perhaps only, items on the menu this evening that piqued her interest.

she nearly leans in to inhale more deeply—

when the girl next chirps, and this time a lie.

looking up once more, the fell dragon sits back on the chaise in which she's been perched for some time. "did you now. i could have sworn it was you i saw, helping yourself to them free-handed from the platters over there." a glance to the banquet table, where a cluster of attendees were now puzzling over the row of spaghetti portions with no signature topping.

[astraisms-blog]

@kinusune

One of the Kitsune tribe? This was a fairly interesting sight, it wasn’t often that he saw one of them. “Ah, hello. Welcome to our village, are you passing through or do you have business with us?”

[tacitxrneminence]

kinusune replied to your photo:can you imagine ryouma’s reaction if his son wore...

hotdamn

:3ccc he’s rocking it huh?