[ The sound of arguing can be heard from one of the rooms.
Mostly because apparently someone forgot to close the door — or was in the process of leaving before something stopped them. The point is, if anyone even gives the slightest bit of effort, they'll hear two voices arguing; or one voice sounding very annoyed, and a quieter voice that seems a little... distressed. Guess which one's which. ]
—let me just see— [ The other voice is a little harder to pick up, unfortunately, so after a pause... ] Look, I know you have a panel right there, lemme see your hardware! [ Someone please help the robot AI thanks. ]
→ PAWS ABOUT TOWN ( limit: 3 )
[ Considering Futaba's quest to see inside Ralf probably ended in a giant failure, she's moved on to smaller and cuter things. Mostly in the form of a robotic mouse, plugged into some kind of portable computer she's managed to grab from somewhere.
She's made herself perfectly at home on the ground ... outside. Squatting and slouched over the laptop as she furiously types — completely lost to the rest of the world. Luckily, she seems to have found a little nook by some walls that keeps her from becoming a tripping hazard, but the sight is probably a little concerning.
... If anyone takes the time to watch, the mouse eventually uses its tail to unplug itself from the computer, and scurry up to Futaba's shoulder. And only then does she straighten out, grinning— ] Hah! I knew it!
[ ... Hopefully that wasn't too loud. ]
→ PHOTOGRAPH(IC MEMORY) ( limit: 2 )
[ And then — she actually becomes a tripping hazard.
Mostly because the flash is unnaturally bright and it'd be stupid of her to take another step forward. ] What the— [ So she stays still, all not-even-5-feet of her, eyes squeezed shut until it looks like the light levels are back to normal. The photographs are already on the ground before she opens her eyes, but that doesn't stop her from picking them up, and—
Freeze in place. ( One is a picture of a disaster of a room, lit in greens and blues, books and monitors and other knick knacks piled on top of each other. Skirting the line of "livable" for anyone reasonable, really, but the lit computer screens imply that someone does stay here. A lot.
The second is the door to a small but cozy cafe situated in a quieter road, presumably on a warm, summer day. Definitely not as personal as the first one, but it makes her pause nonetheless. )
... She grows quiet, seemingly transfixed by both photos. That said, she's also kind of standing in the middle of a busy walkway, so maybe it's best if you tell her to get out of the way. ]
→ WILDCARD (ish)
( i've limited responses as i'll be out of town next week (thanks, surprise work trips), and a manageable tag load is probably important 8( sorry! if all prompts are full, hit me up privately and we can work something out!! thanks for understanding. c: )
futaba sakura | persona 5
[ The sound of arguing can be heard from one of the rooms.
Mostly because apparently someone forgot to close the door — or was in the process of leaving before something stopped them. The point is, if anyone even gives the slightest bit of effort, they'll hear two voices arguing; or one voice sounding very annoyed, and a quieter voice that seems a little... distressed. Guess which one's which. ]
—let me just see— [ The other voice is a little harder to pick up, unfortunately, so after a pause... ] Look, I know you have a panel right there, lemme see your hardware! [ Someone please help the robot AI thanks. ]
→ PAWS ABOUT TOWN ( limit: 3 )
[ Considering Futaba's quest to see inside Ralf probably ended in a giant failure, she's moved on to smaller and cuter things. Mostly in the form of a robotic mouse, plugged into some kind of portable computer she's managed to grab from somewhere.
She's made herself perfectly at home on the ground ... outside. Squatting and slouched over the laptop as she furiously types — completely lost to the rest of the world. Luckily, she seems to have found a little nook by some walls that keeps her from becoming a tripping hazard, but the sight is probably a little concerning.
... If anyone takes the time to watch, the mouse eventually uses its tail to unplug itself from the computer, and scurry up to Futaba's shoulder. And only then does she straighten out, grinning— ] Hah! I knew it!
[ ... Hopefully that wasn't too loud. ]
→ PHOTOGRAPH(IC MEMORY) ( limit: 2 )
[ And then — she actually becomes a tripping hazard.
Mostly because the flash is unnaturally bright and it'd be stupid of her to take another step forward. ] What the— [ So she stays still, all not-even-5-feet of her, eyes squeezed shut until it looks like the light levels are back to normal. The photographs are already on the ground before she opens her eyes, but that doesn't stop her from picking them up, and—
Freeze in place. ( One is a picture of a disaster of a room, lit in greens and blues, books and monitors and other knick knacks piled on top of each other. Skirting the line of "livable" for anyone reasonable, really, but the lit computer screens imply that someone does stay here. A lot.
The second is the door to a small but cozy cafe situated in a quieter road, presumably on a warm, summer day. Definitely not as personal as the first one, but it makes her pause nonetheless. )
... She grows quiet, seemingly transfixed by both photos. That said, she's also kind of standing in the middle of a busy walkway, so maybe it's best if you tell her to get out of the way. ]
→ WILDCARD (ish)
( i've limited responses as i'll be out of town next week (thanks, surprise work trips), and a manageable tag load is probably important 8( sorry! if all prompts are full, hit me up privately and we can work something out!! thanks for understanding. c: )