The time until the trip to Japan had been, for the most part, uneventful. Unless one counted Nora’s antics, though as far as Nea was concerned, that was perfectly normal. Her attempt at back-flipping down the stairs, which ended exactly as anyone would expect, was par for the course; she was trying to have fun, and Nea certainly found it funny (at least, once she was sure her friend wasn’t hurt). That was the day before her flight. She’d reached the airport an hour early, not wanting to miss her flight, and brought only what she considered essentials with her. Several sets of clothing, a toothbrush & tube of toothpaste, hairbrush, a few extra hairpins and her dolphin plush, primarily.
On board the plane, Nea opted to try for a nap. It was a long flight, and sleeping through it was sure to be easier; unfortunately, that wasn't to be. She heard odd, creepy sounds from the back, where the bathrooms were, and it scared her enough to keep her awake for most of the flight. She spent most of it trying and failing to hide in her seat.
She did manage to sleep through the tail end of the flight, finally arriving in Tokyo. Upon arrival, Nea found she couldn't get out of the airport fast enough - there was so much to see, so much to do! She'd come alone this time, but she'd been working on her Japanese, so she hoped she wouldn't encounter too much trouble. She knew basic terms and phrases, greetings and farewells - she hoped that'd be enough for the time she planned to spend there. Upon exiting the airport, her first goal was simple: explore! She'd been to Tokyo before with her friend, Haru, and she knew well that Tokyo was hard to navigate. So she wanted to roam around, see what happened, what she could find! Opportunity surrounded her, and she didn't want to waste it.
As it was a bit chilly due to the wind, she'd donned her hoodie from what little luggage she brought, which remained in her backpack. A bright pink hoodie with the hood down, and a blue fleece shirt, adding to fleece sweatpants - she was making sure she stayed warm. She'd also pulled on her headphones, listening to The Ramones as she roamed, eventually wandering into a market. She still wasn't entirely paying attention to her surroundings. She'd not noticed the Aihara just yet, more focused on a shop she'd found selling charms; blissfully unaware of the similar appearance she shared with another pinkette - even being similar in height. It seemed a case of mistaken identity would be inevitable.
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