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[pishirogane]

[She checked the image the moment she got it; not too bad, but still...]

... Alright. A small coffee sounds good, or perhaps a cappuccino.

[topgun_textiles]

Oh man... d'you know where we can get any of those? I heard if you ask a pro they can make a hot chocolate real frothy like a cappuccino and even put some coffee in it!

[Seemed the folk here were more a 'make your own' sort of deal, but he wasn't exactly a barista. Like at all.]

[pishirogane]

It's possible somewhere in the marketplace. Unfortunately, it's so busy I'm not sure about going back...

[She'll just get lost again.]

[topgun_textiles]

...Yeah, true. We did kinda come with a whole shit ton of people and they're probably stockin' up.

[They could wait out the rush. But until then... he knelt down to change his shoes.]

Maybe we can get up to somethin' together until it all settles down. I feel bad havin' ya check things out from the sidelines!

[pishirogane]

[They were lucky this was already a vacation spot; otherwise, resources might be an issue.]

It's alright, I chose to be on the sidelines. Hm... We could go for a walk.

[topgun_textiles]

[He beamed.] Walkies!

[Then he froze, turned bright red, and settled down with a hand to the back of his head.]

I-I mean, uh... yeah. A walk sounds great.

[pishirogane]

[... Naoto tried to keep a straight face and she did really well, but there was a small curve to her lips at his exclamation.]

Sure, let's go for a walk.

[topgun_textiles]

[He nodded and offered a hand. Because why not be lewd while taking a walk through crystal forests?

The other itched behind the glove. That strange box from the Ware Wolf Shop was burning a hole in his pocket. Would... would soon be a good time to give her a present?]

[pishirogane]

[Laughing softly, she accepted his hand. This would be nice; and their friends would be spared some photos.]

[... Kanji seemed a little tense, but perhaps that was from his fall. If it remained ongoing, she'd ask then.]

[topgun_textiles]

[He could go ice skating, take on the obstacle course or even get stuck in a snow drift for a bit while his girlfriend took pictures, but it was all worth it if he could just take an easygoing walk with her.

The snow had been falling for some time now, bringing with it a muted atmosphere, a quiet world of glimmering trees and festivities the closer one drew to civilization. For now, the world settled into merrymaking, all thought of exploring the world put temporarily on hold.

It cleared his mind to focus, turn inward and gather a bit of power from the Sanguis blessing. A little warmth, maybe, to warm and dry his back of the slush and dry his undershirt all the while... pardon the fact that he's a grown man emitting a bit of steam from his collar.]

[pishirogane]

[Though confused, Naoto watched, but was quick to note how the crowd became entranced. Madhuri must be able to choose whom to affect since she was still looking around, taking note of the produce to grab.]

[Taking advantage of both diversion and height, Naoto slipped through the crowd, keeping her paths direct with some altercation to avoid interrupting their concentration, grabbing items an making silent purchases as she went. Maybe Madhuri could slip her shopping list into that song and she could grab what she needed.]

[songbird_slayer]

[It began with a bob of the head, then a tap of the foot. But as Madhuri hopped down from her perch and continued to play, the shoppers began to slowly sway and dance.

But... yes, it was there, those odd lyrics: A small ham, a citrus fruit, cherries and potatoes, fresh greens...

Who knew what the song was about? Gosh. But Naoto was an effective little rogue, slipping through the crowds to make her selections.]

[pishirogane]

[Bingo.]

[Seemed like no one else noticed how strange the lyrics were either, but Naoto carefully continued maneuvering around, collecting a small ham, citrus fruit, cherries, potatoes, greens... anything else Madhuri sung that was on her list was grabbed with Naoto returning to the entrance after.]

[pishirogane]

[Walking along, Naoto appreciated the quiet snowfall. It was one thing to be in the city, but sometimes, there's a relief getting away from it all. Lunatia, the holidays, the crowds, they're not out here - it's just herself and Kanji making a small trail for themselves away from other people.]

It'll be nice... when we finally return to Inaba.

[songbird_slayer]

[She even shimmied her way to the consoles and offered her stored Chroma to pay for the items taken.

The voices in the store lifted as she moved for the exit, bringing her song to a close. A lively strumming and a whip of her tail later, and a show-stopper melted back into reality.

The people resumed their shopping experience as if nothing happened, even if a few faces were flushed. Madhuri beamed at Naoto.]

...Thank you, sweetheart!

[topgun_textiles]

[Inaba... how long'd it been since he heard the word spoken aloud? Everyone talked about going home and finding a way home, but nobody really talked about it.

Naoto had said 'when', not 'if'. That was pretty cool. He believed they'd return home someday, too.]

I feel that. Whatcha think's the first thing you'd do if ya woke up back in your own bed?

[pishirogane]

Hm...

[First thing when she woke up? She tilted her head, considering her answer.]

... I suppose I'd call my Grampa; just to inform him I'm alright. What about yourself?

[pishirogane]

[She gave a nod and small smile back.]

You're welcome. Thank you for the assistance. Had you not done that, we could've ended up lost here for hours.

[She held up Madhuri's shopping bag for her to take if she wanted right then and there.]

[topgun_textiles]

[He rubbed the back of his head.]

Run downstairs and say hi to Ma.

[Then he grinned and looked back.]

...Probably demand she start teachin' me the way she dyes cloth. She always said I ain't 'ready', but I've fought aliens and have turned into a goddamn dragon-wolf!

I more than qualify!

[songbird_slayer]

[She accepted the bag.]

Just a little magic. Life grows considerably more convenient when you're a bard... especially with a lover with very keen ears.

[She tapped her cheek with a smile.]

Yours, actually, is a very lovely voice. Do you sing?

[pishirogane]

Hm, so being a Sanguis in your profession has its perks.

[That's a considerable advantage to have.]

I don't.

[songbird_slayer]

That it does.

[But she casually swept her hair behind her shoulders.]

...Would you like to? Thanks to the way we possess this Chroma, we're able to learn a little something from each other should we bear some form of magic naturally.

Perhaps you don't wish for your lover to dance uncontrollably, of course, but there are perks to having a magic voice, should you seek the opportunity.

[pishirogane]

Yes. You might be overqualified now...

[She laughed lightly and then looked on ahead. They weren't really on a trail it seemed, but she doubts they would get lost.]

... Do you think we might remember any of this?

[topgun_textiles]

[He wasn't in any hurry, it seemed, but had no real visual indication that he was lost. Either he wasn't paying attention, or just didn't need to.

With her question he turned his head. Souji had arrived recently and didn't remember anything about Prismatica. So it was entirely possible... yet-]

Honestly... I dunno. So I wrote a letter to myself, tucked away in my sewing kit.

[He smiled sheepishly.]

That's why, after checkin' on Ma downstairs, my next point on the list is 'take out phone, stop bein' a chickenshit and call Naoto'. If I remember everything, sure, that'll be easy.

If not...

[He looked ahead.]

Well, I just get to fall hard for ya all over again. ...Y'know, if... if you'd have me.

[pishirogane]

Hm... Very clever, Kanji-kun.

[Perhaps she would write a small note inside her notebook.]

[Quiet and listening along, she wondered. Would she have him? She'd be busy again, but if she didn't recall this place... It would've been a while since she'd heard from anyone again.]

... Perhaps add come meet me in the city. Or at least, be direct. I still can't believe I didn't notice.