#spiritsofmist

[matxria]

“What am I doing here?” Mist inquisitively repeated the question, appearing slightly confused as well. “I’m shopping! Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do in a store, silly?”

Rosetta didn’t want to sound rude, “Mist, we’re closed. Didn’t you see the sign?” 

“Unless... you need something important, I guess I could help.” She shook her head.

[matxria]

Despite the hanging sign on the door explicitly stating 'Closed,' Mist continued to open the door and listen to the bell chime indicating her entrance. "Hello?" She called out softly, wondering where Rosetta could be -- she wasn't behind the counter or stocking the shelves. Out of sight and out of mind, the blonde brushed off the lingering thought and started to stroll around the quaint shop.

It was a good day today, and nothing could change it. It was nice to feel the fresh breeze blowing, especially on a hot, sunny day. She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. Rosetta was walking back to Materia, from Raguna’s house to pick up his shipments; they weren’t too bad, since he didn’t put weeds or rocks.

As she arrived, she noticed the door open. Strange, Rosetta thought. Did I forget to lock it again? Rosetta took a few steps into the store, only to find Mist wandering around.

“… Mist? What are you doing here?”

[perfume-dandy]

Klaus and Mist || A stroke of genius

Klaus had finally done it! He had finally made a turnip smelling perfume! He had tried everything he knew about perfume, researched everything he didnt know about it. (Which wasnt actually that much) And he was finally able to reap the rewards!

The task had almost drained him, the odd woman’s request had been the hardest he had ever taken up. He hoped that she would be just as please as he was. He took pride in everything that he did and this might have been his best work ever!

He went to the same square that he had met the woman at before hand, hoping she would soon appear, doing her odd twirls and spins like she did before. Or maybe that was just a dancing day? Klaus didnt know how the insane worked.

[perfume-dandy]

[Knock-knock. On the front porch, there was a basket of turnips and a Valentine’s Day card in the center. As for the person who left it there… they escaped without a trace.]

When Klaus looked down to the 'present' that had been left on his door step, he somehow wasn't surprised. What was he supposed to do with these turnips now? Maybe he could give them to Reager for the restaurant?

[wheretheheartls]

[Knock-knock. On the front porch, there was a basket of turnips and a Valentine’s Day card in the center. As for the person who left it there… they escaped without a trace.]

       To receive chocolates, cookies or flowers on a day like today was common practice. Some times even a small gift like a plush wasn't uncommon. 

       Turnips however... Were a whole different story. One that confused the knight as she examined the contents of the basket in front of her door. Plus, the card didn't make much sense to her. She got the pun-- that was the reason why she was glaring at the card with a straight look. The name of the sender, however, was unfamiliar to her. Forte wasn't sure what to make of this, but she and Kiel were out of turnips at the moment, so... 

       "Um, thank you, I suppose..?" she muttered as she grabbed the basket and brought it inside.

[oh-thank-kevin]

[Knock-knock. On the front porch, there was a basket of turnips and a Valentine’s Day card in the center. As for the person who left it there… they escaped without a trace.]

*Looks out his door very carefully to find the turnips and card. Well, this was a surprise. Kevin curiously examines it and smiles* This Mist person sounds very nice. I wish they had a return address so I could thank them...

[eyeglassesmania-blog]

spiritsofmist​

[Knock-knock. On the front porch, there was a basket of turnips and a Valentine’s Day card in the center. As for the person who left it there… they escaped without a trace.]

[Arthur answers the knock on the door and glances around in bewilderment when no one is waiting outside.] …Hmm. That’s strange.

[Thinking the sudden disappearance to be some kind of prank, he moves to shut the door before noticing the basket on the floor.]

Mist, hmm…? [Though he can’t recall anyone by the name, he smiles. After all, he does like turnips.]

[inemuuri-blog-blog]

Turnip Scented | Mist & Karina

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spiritsofmist

⊰ ❀ ⊱ “Turnip scented?” she echoed in disbelief, leaning in closer to gently smell the stranger’s hair only to find that it most certainly did have a faint turnip scent to it.

( What a weird product… there must’ve been only one place where she got this…! )

“… they sell vegetable scented shampoos in the city?”