Sakura Kyoko ❀ 佐倉 杏子 (
foodchains) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-09 10:38 pm
Entry tags:
i see a new day is dawning;
Characters: Kyoko Sakura (AU) and YOU
Setting: Any floor! We're ~exploring~. Don't forget to mention the floor in the subject!
Format: Action to start, will match
Summary: Knock knock. Who's there? Its Kyoko without a punchline.
Warnings: Moody magical girl
[Its difficult to miss the mass of red hair stalking down the hallways or around whatever floor you happen to be on. The spoon she had used to eat her oatmeal is still sitting in her mouth and, judging by her expression, it had taken her a few tries to figure out that...well yes, she had to eat the oatmeal. She's bundled up in a hooded sweatshirt and, strangely enough, a pair of denim shorts with a pair of knee-high brown boots. No way in hell was she going to be rocking that jumpsuit for more than three seconds.
Kyoko's hands remained stuffed in her pockets, balled into fists, so there's no way to tell if she has a weapon or if she's just annoyed. The actual answer is both, though her weapon isnt what's in her pocket. She's not going to whip that one out if she doesn't have to -- not right away. After all, there was no head nor hair of a witch in the area, so what was the point?
She seems to pick up on any little noise, turning to glance in its direction curiously -- not because she's paranoid, but because she's not sure where she is. The note explained enough, but it still didn't really make any sense to her. Rather than sit around trying to figure it out, exploring had obviously been the better option.
Just don't accidentally bump into her. That might cause a problem.]
Setting: Any floor! We're ~exploring~. Don't forget to mention the floor in the subject!
Format: Action to start, will match
Summary: Knock knock. Who's there? Its Kyoko without a punchline.
Warnings: Moody magical girl
[Its difficult to miss the mass of red hair stalking down the hallways or around whatever floor you happen to be on. The spoon she had used to eat her oatmeal is still sitting in her mouth and, judging by her expression, it had taken her a few tries to figure out that...well yes, she had to eat the oatmeal. She's bundled up in a hooded sweatshirt and, strangely enough, a pair of denim shorts with a pair of knee-high brown boots. No way in hell was she going to be rocking that jumpsuit for more than three seconds.
Kyoko's hands remained stuffed in her pockets, balled into fists, so there's no way to tell if she has a weapon or if she's just annoyed. The actual answer is both, though her weapon isnt what's in her pocket. She's not going to whip that one out if she doesn't have to -- not right away. After all, there was no head nor hair of a witch in the area, so what was the point?
She seems to pick up on any little noise, turning to glance in its direction curiously -- not because she's paranoid, but because she's not sure where she is. The note explained enough, but it still didn't really make any sense to her. Rather than sit around trying to figure it out, exploring had obviously been the better option.
Just don't accidentally bump into her. That might cause a problem.]

no subject
It's Beatrice. Does that say anything more to you..? [ She's mostly saying it like that since she knows it probably won't, honestly. ]
no subject
Better than "hey you", I guess.
[Kyoko doesn't offer her a name in return, instead opting to take another bite of nutrition bar to prolong the silence as she debates how to respond. Instinct is telling her to try and put her down, but she's still not entirely sure what's going on.
The chance probably isn't worth taking. No point in wasting the grief seeds she has on this.]
no subject
So with a flick of her wrist a cake appears on the table right in front of her in a storm of golden butterflies. Just going to eat that right in front of Kyouko now like nothing happened, okay. (No, she isn't planning on sharing.) ]