Imitation is the best way to make a greeting
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Seeing such unexpected snow in an area that’s usually associated with tropical warm weather and sun is quite the oxymoron to behold. Thankfully the flurries falling isn’t hindering her personally, Neo finding herself to do quite alright in colder weather thanks to her outfit. As a matter of fact, she could say that flurries is actually rather pleasant as it casts things in a soft glow of white while the snow slowly piles on the ground. Here, the young woman takes a seat in an out of the way bench nestled between two shops along the strip. The area is partially shaded by the trees, however given that these ones are tropical, it makes for little protection against the falling snow. This is where Neo really wish she had her parasol if only to help further shield from the elements, among other things. A twitch of displeasure appears on her face after remembering that bit, only to disappear with a shake of her head. This isn’t what she came here for anyways, she came to the Sea of Nectar for relaxation, not for bitter realization at her situation.
And now she’s bored.
Neo taps her gloved hand on the top of her leg that’s crossed over the other, lazily people-watching as they walk by. A few of the passerby’s managed to catch her eye, mostly with their clothing styles. One of the good perks of seeing multiple strangers from far-off parts is that they all have rather nice fashion senses. Now her lips quirk up to a mischievous smile as she comes up with a game for herself. She maintains her reclining posture on the bench, foot steadily tapping in the air and her gaze focuses on a ‘target’. As soon as she does, she sets her Semblance to work. It happens in a matter of seconds, but soon glass-like shards coat her body and slowly descends from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. The ‘transformation’ glamours her ‘new’ outfit over her old one, making it seem as if she was wearing the new set of clothes naturally. Neo looks at her ‘handiwork’ as soon as she finishes. She doesn’t get off her seat but she inspects herself with her holophone’s camera switched to selfie mode. If she likes what she sees, and especially if she thinks she looks better in it, she gives a nod of approval along self-satisfied smug smile. On the other hand, if she dislike what she sees, she makes a face and dispels her semblance to look back to normal and continues on.
Minutes pass by before Neo decides to up her own ante. Now instead of simply copying outfits, she tries to match hair color, style and eye colors to go along with it. Multi-colored eyes scan the vicinity until it lands on yet another passing individual. The person she chose seems of fairly easily to copy, red hair, gray eyes and a fairly simplistic outfit that reminds her of a laborer. Neo counts down as she has a few seconds before they pass by.
3...2...1
And she begins to change again. What she didn’t expect, or was lucky enough so far to not have happen is the person she was staring at to look her way mid-transformation. The surprise was enough to startle her, but not enough to stop her own transformation from completing. Well great...this is awkward. Neo finds herself staring at the very same woman she has finished mimicking and no doubt there was going to be some sort of questions thrown her way. Not exactly the most normal way of saying hi, but this current embarrassment isn’t enough to make her flee from her spot. No, instead she recomposes herself and throws a smile over the strangers way.