[Senju Miho]

Practical Application, A Bride's New Apparel

Preparing for the next part of the exams had certainly been a trial. A few days of recovery had more than aided the young medic as she had pushed herself to her breaking point. In truth, she was fortunate to have been able to even continue with the injury she had sustained to her leg. Thankfully, the medics within Yukigakure had been more than professional, though she imagined that she had been a pain to have as a patient. Physicians never made the best ones...self diagnosis and all that. Though in having finished one of her own personal training sessions within the grounds, the young woman would find herself within the strip in which she had walked with Kazuto only a few weeks ago. It was still bustling with through traffic, and the sales had only continued to grow more and more tempting as she passed them with her training gear resting upon her shoulders. Though really a pack and sparring gloves hardly counted as much to bring in preparation. But the facilities here were also quite adequate, even with her capability of breaking things. Still, in coming upon one shop, she'd see an outfit that seemed to be settled out in a window, her expression rather stunned by it as she could see her reflection upon the glass, her own image now placed upon the features of the dummy model that held it. It took a moment to realize how it seemed to fit her perfectly, though perhaps that was due to her own vain perspective. In reaching back to run her hand through her hair, she began to see the extension of it having gotten much longer than ever. Brown longs seeming to have come to the point that it was now fully touching her back. Miho had a mental note to be sure to trim it later, though she found herself thinking otherwise as it really did suit her this way. "Perhaps a change in color?" Her wedding was indeed coming, and while she had always been find with her appearance as it was, she recalled Inari's statement of how this wedding was indeed stapled by the appearance of the bride, and less so the groom. Though Kazuto clearly did not have a worry in his appearance, even she found herself doubting her own. She had to admit, her modest Kimono and geta were a reflection of a life that she had taken up after leaving the Land of Snakes. Gently clutching the Snake Orb necklace that dressed her neck, the female would release a breath before making her way inside, leaving the objects outside the door as to not appear as a thief. With her appearance now visible from the outside, the woman would began to speak to the shop owner, her manners showing as her inaudible words reached the man at the counter, who'd begin to guide her through the store. SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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Don’t just weather the storm.
Dance in it.

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Now that some time has passed between the end of the second round and the start of the final round, Kazui had managed to find some free time, time away to herself instead of training all the time like she normally did. Listening to her master’s advice, she would relax more, or at least she would try her best to. So this entire day would be spent by her finding new things to do, explore the city, and just enjoy her day.

From her room in the dormitory, to the commons where all the visitors normally gathered and explored everything had to offer, the young kunoichi would find herself slightly trudging through the snow as her hands were tucked into the pockets of her coat. The place was buzzing and it was sort of crowded, as it always, at least compared to the more rural part of the city. The girl normally preferred the latter, yet she would find herself walking from shop to shop, food being offered to her every minute as she passed different vendors along the way. Politely shaking her head, she would refuse the samples that the cooks offered.

Sigh…

This was more or less enjoyable, maybe it would be a lot better if she were walking with a friend or someone she knew. Nevertheless, she continued one window shopping as she peaked into the windows of various stores only to continue moving forward. Nothing grabbed her attention, until she looked through one window and saw Miho inside. Looking at the door she would see the woman’s backpack and gloves, and knew it belonged to the soon to be Senju. Gently tapping on the window with her nail, Kazui would try to grab her attention before smiling and waving her hand behind the clear glass.

Miho was like an older sister to Kazui, so seeing her around always made her a bit more happy than she normally was. More so due to the fact that the woman never allowed Kazui to be down whenever they were together, so that was that.

"I wonder what she’s up to.” Kazui would whisper gently to herself, her hand resting softly underneath her chin.

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[Senju Miho]

Practical Application, A Bride's New Apparel

"The thermal insulation of the outfit allows for the suitor to be capable of handling much of the en devours of living within Yukigakure's cold climate, while it's sleeveless exterior gives them room in which to perform techniques of a more physical nature..." Miho would listen to the male designer, her expression calm as she held her hand beneath her face while tilting her head slightly to the side. Honestly, she was having a hard time believing that the apparel was so flexible considering the material. Not to mention warm in comparison to something that she could easily make up for with a simple coat. But perhaps that was fair, considering that her kimono was more or less light next to this piece. With her focus seeming to be on the sleek black outfit, her attention was soon drawn to what sounded like a soft tapping against the window, her gaze shifting before seeing Kazui outside the window. Her expression went blank for a moment, mostly filled with surprise at the sight of the young girl, then allowing a smile to cross her lips as she waved back toward Kazui. The girl had done more for her than she imagined she'd ever be able to make up for. Despite their meeting being on a less than happy note, the time they had spent together in training for the exams had created a sort of sibling relationship between them. Though she imagined that if anything else, she acted more like a mother in how swiftly she was to try and make sure the girl took care of herself and didn't overtax herself. In the end, Kazui had managed to help her in dealing with a very personal issue and her own advice had allowed her to put such a matter as much as she could, behind her. It was possible that this would have been her downfall if it hadn't been resolved. In grinning as she signaled for the girl to join her inside, Miho would then look once more toward the vendor with a calm expression. "How would you note it's durability?" "It's quite strong...aside from the places in which you are exposed, it allows for much more resistance than say..what you are currently wearing now...not to say that it could not take wear and tear...only that it appears a bit...thin..and you seem to have nearly outgrown it..." With a raised brow, Miho would then blink as she looked upon herself in the mirror for a moment and it was true. The years since her return to Konohagakure had indeed changed her. She wasn't as small as she used to be... SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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Don’t just weather the storm.
Dance in it.

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Kazui’s smile remained for a while as Miho waved back at her, seeing the woman around was always good, although she wondered why Miho was in a clothing store in Yuki as if their clothing were similar to the kind they had back at home. It seemed as if it would only be worn during the winters which weren’t nearly as cold as they were in this country. Nonetheless, the girl wouldn’t hesitate to take Miho up on her offer.

Quickly shuffling from the window and towards the door, Kazui would enter the establishment, tapping the snow from the bottom of her shoes before entering. The sound of a bell jingle could be heard throughout the store as Kazui entered before it quickly faded away.

The girl’s breathing was heavy, mostly to keep herself warm after being out in the snow for a considerable amount of time. Nonetheless, she would quickly find Miho and greet the woman with a warm hug. "Miho-Chan!” She said joyfully as she squeezed the woman tightly. Dark hues shifted and noticed the fashion designer, so Kazui would quickly let go of Miho and how towards the man.

"Oi..My apologies.” Her voice was soft and quiet as she spoke, "Please continue.” She didn’t want to interrupt their business, so Kazui would kind of stand behind Miho and off to the side as the soon to be Senju looked at herself in the mirror.

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[Senju Miho]

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Miho would be draw out from her thoughts as she heard her name, seeing Kazui and smiling as she hugged the young girl back as she nodded toward her. "Its good to see you Kazui! I didn't expect to see you out in the shopping district..." As it appeared that the designer was looking more annoyed at having their pitch interrupted, the dark haired girl would apologize swiftly, leading to Miho raising her brow as she did the same as it was likely inconvenient to the man. Still, it shouldn't have been so much of an issue to cause offense. In the end, Miho would then release a breath as she would cross her arms over her chest as she took one more look at the apparel, then tilting her head to the side. "Is it possible that I can try it on?" "Of course! I shall go and retrieve one from the back...it will only be a moment..." With the man's leave, Miho would then look back over at Kazui with a smile. "I had come in here considering getting a new outfit...maybe you can find something as well...There are a lot of different styles here in Yukigakure and it may be some time before we get another chance to come here...go ahead and see...my treat..." SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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Dance in it.

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The girl’s smile and over-joyfulness slowly faded as she noticed the rather irritated man who was trying to sell some wardrobe to Miho. Kazui didn’t mean to intervene, it was just the fact that she hadn’t seen Miho since they all gathered together for the first round of the exams, and while she wasn’t exactly worried about the older kunoichi, she couldn’t help but to miss seeing her around, so this was a happy experience for her. As she bowed and apologized for interrupting, Miho and the store owner continued on with their conversation, Miho asking if she could try on the outfit before the man happily obliged and went into the back to retrieve it.

Dark hues followed the man as he made his momentary exit, and once he was completely out of site, her attention would be given solely to the older girl. Shrugging her shoulders, Kazui would reply, "Meh. I was just walking … with no true destination in mind, but I’m glad I did.” The girl explained softly, a smile rekindling on her features as she spoke the latter portion of her statement. If she hadn’t decided to walk around, then she wouldn’t have been able to see Miho around, or at least she would have been less likely to see her.

Shifting her weight from left to right, Kazui would soon find herself standing in front of some of the clothing options that the store had available for purchase. As she thumbed through the fabrics, the girl would reply to Miho offering to buy something for her as well.

"Hmmm.” Humming gently as she continued to inspect the garments, "I don’t think any of this is..my style.” She said as she pulled a kimono to the side, which was decorated with a bunch of snowman patterning. It was true however, Kazui enjoyed wearing simple things like shorts and T-shirts, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have something nice from Yuki no Kuni, besides most of her formal wear was crafted by the Uchiha themselves.

As the girl continued to look around the store, she would come across a straw hat that caught her attention. Ooo’ing beneath her breath, the girl would grab the hat and slowly place it upon her head and smile at herself in the mirror as she tilted the hat forward.

"What do you think Miho-Chan, do I look much like a traveler?” The girl asked as she continued to look at herself in the mirror.

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[attr="class","textie"]Miori had been rather bored during the time between exam events. There was just nothing to do here! It was like Suna, but cold and wet. Nothing there was interesting at all. The only thing good that happened here, was that she modified Nines so she could use him as a mount rather than walk everywhere. So now with literally nothing else to do, Miori thought she could shop while here. Sure, she likely wouldn't wear anything from here again, but it would be useful to put on a mannequin.
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As the nine foot tall puppet opened the door to the shop, a five foot eight human resting on its back. Six arms wrapped around the body of the alien yet skeletal looking puppet from what seemed to be a far too chipper woman. With a smile at the several onlookers looking exceedingly confused, Miori began make her puppet stomp its way through the aisles. "No that's too thick. That one's padded to hell and back." She began to scan the shelves, mannequins and everything else she could for something that didn't scream 'I live in a place of perpetual snow and boredom.' With a sigh Miori dismounted her puppet, leaving it locked in place, seemingly glaring at anyone on the other end of the aisle. Using her webs, Miori quickly began to hop around the store, figuring the roof was faster than the floor. Hanging from the wall Miori would quickly fling herself back out and select another random area to scout. There had to be SOMETHING worth buying, right?[break][break]

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"Truth be told...much of the things here aren't too much similar to my own style either...but I decided that I wanted to try something new...It's no different from when I took on a liking to kimonos really..." With a shrug of her shoulders, Miho would gesture toward her current attire and then look back to the selections available to them. It certainly had it's share of culture on display, much to better equip someone for the conditions of living in such winter climates. Still, she had managed to find something that did apparently call out to her...it really was no different from her previous choices. Seeing Kazui's own attention seem to be grabbed by a straw hat, Miho would stifle a laugh as the question came of if the girl looked like a traveler. Crossing her arms over her chest, Miho would tilt her head to the side as a smirk came over her lips. "That or perhaps you should consider a new path as a wandering Rounin..." As she stood beside her for a moment, the older female would then draw a hat of her own this time, one that apparently was much more furred as it's brim was layered in the pelt of a bear. Placing it upon her head, she'd feel it's soft interior as she then mockingly posed for a moment as if she were someone of increased wealth. "With this one I feel as though I might be attempting to appear as if I have a fortune..." Laughing lightly, it would be then that the sound of machinery began to echo from the entrance. Drawing her attention swiftly, Miho would then blink while a small girl would come into the shop upon a rather large marvel of puppetry. It was impressive to say the least, but it seemed odd to actually be riding such a thing within a store. Not that the girl appeared to care, having dismounted from the creation and having taken her own position upon the very ceiling. Puppets were more or less an invention of shinobi from Sunagakure, which meant that the girl was clearly from such a region. Though Miho didn't remember anyone from their arrival having such a device with them. Perhaps she was just there to support her fellow comrades? Not seeming to find something on this part of the building, it looked as though the blonde youth was now making her way to the next area to browse, prompting Miho to simply watch as she left the puppet and set off alone. "Theres something you really don't see often..." Her tone was hushed, but it was hardly her business to really worry about a stranger. Though as it looked as if the man had returned, his expression far from pleased as he saw the tall gadget and then noted it within a small note book. Before long, it looked as if he were preparing to go into a chase, seeing the footprints upon the walls as horror and grief came over his face. "My store! MY WALLS!! My....my..." He looked as though her were about to faint, leading to Miho moving over to him as she managed to ease the man down. "Take it slow now....you may need to consider allowing yourself a moment to calm down..." As Miho began to check him over, her fingertips would begin to glow with chakra as she placed the digits upon his forehead. An x-ray visual would appear before him, revealing that while it was nothing serious, his heart-rate appeared to have accelerated rapidly. This wasn't major, but if he didn't relax, he could cause damage to his heart from the strain. "HOW CAN I BE CALM!? My boss is literally friends with the Yukikage! If she sees this!? The walls! The puppet! My job! Everything has to be perfect or I'll lose my shirt!!" "Sir...I really don't think this is something that will cost you much to clean...also I would imagine that the one responsible would be more than reasonable in helping with the damages..." "You can't be sure of that! Oh my kami! Why would this happen during now of all times!? The event! The Exams are a big selling period and it looks like someone was dancing on the walls!!" Honestly, there may not have been much that Miho could really do in which to assure him. But she would rather not leave him here to cause a panic. "Kazui...could you perhaps find that girl? Honestly this is more or less a personal matter between him and her, but I have a feeling that with him worked up like this he may collapse...I shall stay here and see if I can continue...coaxing him to remain calm..." Her eyes were narrowed as she clearly didn't want to get involved, but as a medic, it was her duty to aid those that were ill...and this man was clearly ill...in more ways than one perhaps... "Deep breaths sir...I would think that someone of your age would have much more decorum than this..." SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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Dance in it.

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"I guess you have a point.” Kazui responded softly as she began to look through more of the garments that the shop had to offer. Nothing really jumped out to her except the straw hat that she had found sitting neatly on a shelf. To her it made her look pretty cool, and it was something that she liked. Miho even agreed that the Uchiha look as if she were a wandering ronin, in which the girl would chuckle before taking the straw hat off her head. Miho would grab a hat as well, a brim with bear fur lined throughout the entire thing.

Genuine laughter escaped the girl as Miho placed the hat upon her head. "You might?!” Kazui joked on before continuing, "That thing probably costs more than all the money I’ve ever made in my life.” A chuckle proceeded to escape her lips as she placed the straw hat back onto the shelf where it belonged. It was at that time where a ruckus came through the door, causing the bell to ring as a wooden construct stomped its way through the store. Kazui’s cheerfulness quickly faded as she listened to the girl criticize the hat before going on about her business, destroying the store.

Dark hues followed the stranger as she found a delight of traveling across the ceiling and into a different part of the store. Kazui turned to face Miho, but her eyes managed to catch the designer as he was making his way back to the sales floor.

"Oh boy…”

Kazui mouthed softly beneath her breath as she placed her face into the palm of her hand. From the expression on his face, the girl knew that he was going to freak out over his store being trashed to the extent that it was. Luckily Miho was there to try to calm him down, but even she was having trouble doing so. Kazui on the other hand shadowed the girl she looked up to, literally. Standing just off to the side of Miho, the girl would watch over her shoulder with a disinterested look on her face as Miho tended to the designer.

Kazui was kinda lost and didn’t know what she could do to help. She definitely didn’t want to clean up someone else’s mess. Nonetheless, as Miho directed her to go find the girl responsible, the girl would simply groan beneath her breath as she placed both of her hands in her pockets before slowly making her way to wherever she thought the girl had gone.

"Hey...” She called out in her soft tone as her eyes focused on the blonde. "What the hell are you doing?” Kazui asked gently.

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Hanging upside down, Miori would find herself looking at another area of the shop. Still everything was so.. winter! Seriously it was like this place's defining trait was snow!.... Right ..... Snow Village. Well at least it was just as advertised. Staring at a 'coat', if one could call it anything less then wearing a rug, she could hear the all too familiar sounds of a shop keep freaking out. With a small smile and a snirk, she couldn't help but be reminded of old times. At least she was still continuing the Team 3 traditions. Even if it was disbanded now.
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As another girl, seemingly a bit younger than her, walked up to the web slinging girl, Miori would tilt her head in confusion. "Looking for something good to wear." She stated a bit slowly, as if she was talking to... well how most people over the age of 14 talked to children now that she thought about it. That slow, making sure you understand way. "Why else would I be here?" As she hung from her web, Miori would nudge it with her foot, causing her to swing back and forth ever so slightly. "You're here for that too right? See any those that can be worn without feeling like you're suffocating?"

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Honestly, Miho had not intended on working during her free period of time between matches. But, she wasn't about to leave a man to have a panic attack. Especially as all his symptoms shown to be on the verge of cardiac arrest. It wasn't as though it were really physical, but more mental. He was high-strung and it was likely that something like this wasn't a first in the shop keeper's life. Still, you always treated each case as if it were the first. "I am certain that my friend will be able to find her sir...just remember to breath slowly...think...happy thoughts..." "HAPPY THOUGHTS!!??" He'd snap at Miho, but the woman wasn't fazed by it in the least. After all, she had dealt with a lot worse. It was understandable to be upset, but for his own well-being, he needed to calm down. "Consider this...an act such as this would do little to prompt your business and I'm certain you investors..still...if you look upon the pattern that has been placed along the walls...you can call it...exotic..." The brunette was doing her best to look for a positive in all this, but she would have a hard time doing so with the other messes that were on display. "NO NO NO!! That girl! Those foreigners! Always thinking they can just do what they want without consequence!" "You do realize that I am also a foreigner...lie back please.." Seeming to realize his error, the older male would lay his head back against his chair, allowing for Miho to take a moment to examine him further. He had even seemed to take her advice, breathing slowly as Miho continued to speak. "An incident like this...can be resolved without the need of calling higher authorities...and you would want it that way as it would show you to be supportive toward different nations...as if the intention of these exams...to show that while we can disagree..we can come to be united when it comes to the future..." SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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An annoyed groan escaped the young girl’s breath as she listened to the other kunoichi explain the reasoning behind her behavior, not completely understanding what the Uchiha really meant. Kazui’s hand would softly drag down her face in frustration, trying to not be as mean as she normally is, but the puppeteer was making it quite difficult.

"That’s...not what I meant.” The frustration could be heard in her soft voice as she spoke. "I mean why are you walking on the ceiling...you know what, I don’t care, my sister told me to come and get you, so can you just follow me.” Why did she have to be the one to go interact with the crazy girl? She had no clue, but she didn’t have much of a choice, she respected Miho too much to object to her decision, so on she went.

Kazui would for the most part ignore anything the kunoichi had to say as she made her way back towards the fashion designer and Miho herself. If the stranger actually followed along, then Kazui would gesture her towards the man who sat on the ground, devastated. If she didn’t follow along however, Kazui’s shoulders would slump in annoyance before she would turn and go look for the girl again. The man’s anger and frustration was beginning to spike, it was obvious that he was in a bad mood, but complaining wasn’t doing him any good.

"Calm down dude, it’s just some tiling.” Kazui grumbled softly beneath her breath, her eyes shifting to the side as she spoke. It was obvious that the girl wasn’t a fan of the designer raising his voice at Miho, and if he continued he would be lighting the fuse to Kazui’s flame as well. Sometimes being nice wasn’t the answer, and a reality check was needed.

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[attr="class","textie"]Miori just stared at the grumpy girl. "You're a moody one... I like you." She'd comment as she still hung from a web. A sister though? Thinking for a bit, Miori figured the girl would look pretty foolish if she didn't follow. As funny as that was... embarrassing someone in front of their sister was a bit too cruel for her. Following, tho still via web slinging across the ceiling, the girl would get a look at... someone talking to someone she couldn't see. Maybe a mother and child?
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As she got closer she'd see what it really was, and wow it was pathetic. This reaction? Over a few webs? He was one of those kinds of shop keeps. With a sigh she'd continue to hang from the ceiling via her webs. Admittedly part of it was because of the fact that she just LOVED riling up perfectionist shop keepers. True, usually her webs would be impossible to remove by normal means. However, when not in a fight she didn't really make her webs that strong unless it was for a prank. Honestly a good breeze could remove those. On top of that, the man had no way of knowing they were anything but normal webs. This was annoying as hell.

[break][break] "Seriously. They're super easy to remove.” She'd state in a minorly annoyed tone. "I'd really expect more of a reaction to the giant puppet than webs."

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[attr="class","tagsie"]Lady Kazui Senju Miho

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[Senju Miho]

Practical Application, A Bride's New Apparel

With the return of Kazui and the girl who was the culprit, the young woman would sigh as she nodded back toward the Uchiha girl with a small smile and a silent thank you escaping her lips. It would appear as though the Sunagakure nin did not think what she had done was so bad, even stating that the more prominent matter should be the large puppet that was now in the shop. A true statement, but she had imagined that the man had not realized it's presence. At least...until that moment... "Gah!! Panic seemed to fall upon the man yet again, just as easily as it had before. This was enough for Miho to simply place one hand upon her face, sliding it down slowly as she rose up to her feet. At this point, there was little more that she needed to do here. After all, she was not the one to create the mess nor was she the one walking into stores with a giant puppet. In fact, her duty technically ended the moment that the male seemed to have allowed his heart-rate to stop racing so impractically. To which, to all accounts it had. He was no longer a risk to himself, unless he allowed himself to overly exercise and stress into oblivion. "If that is the case, then it should be much easier for you to clean it up..." From there, Miho would then retrieve a small pouch from within her kimono, drawing it forth as she handed it over to the male as he seemed to become much more chipper at the sight of ryo jingling within. "This will pay for the outfit...and the hat...I would suggest that you begin working on controlling your anxieties much better in the future..it will prolong your life and perhaps your experiences much better in the long run..." Miho would then look over in Kazui's direction, indicating that it was perhaps time for them to leave this headache, beginning to make her way toward the door. "There should be enough within as well to deal with shipping and handling and perhaps whatever good graces might be allowed...it is your decision sir..." While not rich, Miho did not go without wealth in some form of inheritance. Still, perhaps it was overly generous for her to try and pay out not only for herself and Kazui, but also for the off-chance that the young female cleaning skills were not up to par. SPOILER: Click to show -S.A- -Jutsu used- -Tools Used-

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Don’t just weather the storm.
Dance in it.

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Kazui remained to herself, keeping both her thoughts and words in her mind as the rest of them tried to sort everything out. Why did crazy stuff always happen when she was around? Still, she wouldn’t get caught up with having to clean in up, not this time. With her arms folded over one another and resting softly across her chest, the girl would watch as the man freaked out at the sight of the puppet.

All she could do was sigh and place her face into the palm of her hand as she shook her head from left to right. Listening to Miho, the girl would nod and agree with everything she had to say to the man. He shouldn’t have freaked out as much as he did, it was only adding on unneeded stress. Nevertheless, Kazui would turn to face towards the door as Miho handed a small pouch of ryo to the man and explained to him that she hoped it was enough to cover everything.

Adjusting the straps of her backpack, Kazui would look over her shoulder as Miho prepared to leave. A sigh escaping the young girl’s breath as she allowed Miho to take the lead and began walking beside her.

"That was … something.” She spoke softly as she looked down at the floor as she walked.

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