[OPEN] it's not so bad
Who: Hakuno Kishinami and you, yes, you!
When: Throughout June
Where: Caissa and Lasker, K101 if you're a resident of she told you where she lives
What: Jobs and adjustments
Rating: None (will change if necessary)
one: you can (not) have a drink
Hm...
[Hakuno is standing at the edge of a safe zone, like some mischievous child dancing at the edges of an irritated beasts cage. Or, well, maybe without the dancing; she seems more concerned with getting her hair under control. Her water gun is at her feet, all but forgotten for the moment as she stares uncertainly at her reflection in a nearby window. There are two hair ties pinched between her lips, and her hands are buried in thick, long, dark hair as she wavers between several different hairstyles.
She... she's literally spoiled for choice, is the problem. Back in the Moon Cell, she was incapable of modifying her appearance, even if she had the theoretical knowledge of how to do it. It's so weird, seeing herself like this.
She doesn't know which one to pick. Feel like lending a helping hand, so she can finally get started with her glorious water combat experience?]
two: law & order: dunyaland
Okay, so, we'll need a culprit, and some decoys...
[After a surprisingly popular impromptu ploy not too long ago, Hakuno has been given the green light for a full-blown mascot murder-mystery. More to the point, she's been given responsibility for plotting the whole thing out, which leaves her here in the break room, with her bunny head on the table next to her and her costume shoved down around her hips as she pulls faces at the collection of notes in front of her.
- culprit: The Mysterious Melter (?) (find a volunteer who can ham it up)
- victim(s): find volunteers/be the victim
- weapon: Melting Ray (find water gun)
- motive: ?
- clues: ???
- witnesses: find volunteers
- crime scene: gonna need more chalk
- other stuff: ?????? why did I do this to myself
...it looks like she could use some help.]
—ah. That's right, we'll need a lead detective too...
three: FADE IN: king 101, interior
[After everything, Hakuno has to take a minute to sit on her new Real Life Bed, in her new, shared(!), Real Life Room. She's had personal rooms in the Moon Cell that she shared with her Servant, but those were much sparser aside from what few accessories and decorations she could trade Taiga for. So far, all she has are her clothes, her bow, her quiver, the Gilgamesh figure that Gilgamesh himself forced upon her, a small toy lion she bought on a whim at Dunyaland, leaned up against the still-unsealed figure-box, and a tiny snow globe-esque cube she actually searched for.
Hakuno hugs her pillow to her chest, mindful not to disturb Francis Xavier, who is peacefully snoozing on her lap in a little, fluffy ball. Her hair is damp from a recent shower, with a towel draped around her neck to keep dripping and puddles to a minimum.]
This... is my home now.
[The words are quiet.
She's a soft-spoken girl to begin with, but her voice is even softer now, as if scared to actually voice the words. As if scared to take the chance and believe them.]
When: Throughout June
Where: Caissa and Lasker, K101 if you're a resident of she told you where she lives
What: Jobs and adjustments
Rating: None (will change if necessary)
one: you can (not) have a drink
Hm...
[Hakuno is standing at the edge of a safe zone, like some mischievous child dancing at the edges of an irritated beasts cage. Or, well, maybe without the dancing; she seems more concerned with getting her hair under control. Her water gun is at her feet, all but forgotten for the moment as she stares uncertainly at her reflection in a nearby window. There are two hair ties pinched between her lips, and her hands are buried in thick, long, dark hair as she wavers between several different hairstyles.
She... she's literally spoiled for choice, is the problem. Back in the Moon Cell, she was incapable of modifying her appearance, even if she had the theoretical knowledge of how to do it. It's so weird, seeing herself like this.
She doesn't know which one to pick. Feel like lending a helping hand, so she can finally get started with her glorious water combat experience?]
two: law & order: dunyaland
Okay, so, we'll need a culprit, and some decoys...
[After a surprisingly popular impromptu ploy not too long ago, Hakuno has been given the green light for a full-blown mascot murder-mystery. More to the point, she's been given responsibility for plotting the whole thing out, which leaves her here in the break room, with her bunny head on the table next to her and her costume shoved down around her hips as she pulls faces at the collection of notes in front of her.
- culprit: The Mysterious Melter (?) (find a volunteer who can ham it up)
- victim(s): find volunteers/be the victim
- weapon: Melting Ray (find water gun)
- motive: ?
- clues: ???
- witnesses: find volunteers
- crime scene: gonna need more chalk
- other stuff: ?????? why did I do this to myself
...it looks like she could use some help.]
—ah. That's right, we'll need a lead detective too...
three: FADE IN: king 101, interior
[After everything, Hakuno has to take a minute to sit on her new Real Life Bed, in her new, shared(!), Real Life Room. She's had personal rooms in the Moon Cell that she shared with her Servant, but those were much sparser aside from what few accessories and decorations she could trade Taiga for. So far, all she has are her clothes, her bow, her quiver, the Gilgamesh figure that Gilgamesh himself forced upon her, a small toy lion she bought on a whim at Dunyaland, leaned up against the still-unsealed figure-box, and a tiny snow globe-esque cube she actually searched for.
Hakuno hugs her pillow to her chest, mindful not to disturb Francis Xavier, who is peacefully snoozing on her lap in a little, fluffy ball. Her hair is damp from a recent shower, with a towel draped around her neck to keep dripping and puddles to a minimum.]
This... is my home now.
[The words are quiet.
She's a soft-spoken girl to begin with, but her voice is even softer now, as if scared to actually voice the words. As if scared to take the chance and believe them.]

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[ Upon being called cute, Hareep beeps again, seemingly liking the attention. Meanwhile, Setsuna lifts his head at the girl now peering at him from the window. He pauses for a moment, but eventually reaches forward. Taking her smaller hand in his, he holds it gently to allow her to shake his hand. ]
Setsuna F. Seiei...
[ It's then that his mana makes itself known to Hakuno. Cold, but not frightening. It's similar to a gentle rain, a rain that won't ever make anyone ill no matter how long they stay under it. ]
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[Hakuno jolts very slightly at that sensation, but in retrospect given how she had been practicing what little healing Adra had managed to teach her already, it made sense that she would be primed for a transfer. Her own mana is a gentle, lukewarm affair; a cradling, soothing, swaying sea. It's asserts a reassuring calmness that would dumbfound Hakuno if she was ever told about it.
That aside, she smiles at him for the other reason for her little jump.]
Then, you must be one of Vietnam's friends, right? She said she was going to introduce me to you. I guess I'm finally ahead of the curve with something here.
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Hearing Vietnam's name causes Setsuna to easily perk up. Friend... He doesn't know if he can be called that. He never really thought about it. He's always been careful around the people he meets here, only ever formally acknowledging one instance that he gained a friend. But that's because that person asked him to be. Even so, he doesn't know if he's someone who can be called a good friend. ]
We are roommates, yes...
[ Introduce him, though? What for? Why him? He stares at her, curious. But he trusts that she'll probably explain soon enough. ]
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It's nice, having reasons to smile. And, now that she knows who he is, she hopes she's making a good impression. She's never had such a wide social circle before; she's not sure how to treat a friend of a friend, so she's winging it.]
Ah, she gave me a standing offer to visit her, so I might intrude sometime soon, if it's alright.
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For now, he'll allow the time to pass them by. He slowly lets go of her hand now, then straightens his posture again. ]
Do as you like.
[ It's not as if he can tell her or Vietnam what to do. His room is Vietnam's too, so she has a right to invite friends over. Besides, if her mana is this calm, he doubts that she'll cause anyone trouble at all. ]
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Then, I may be seeing you soon. Thank you, Seiei.
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Here.
[ At the same time, it's gratitude for taking care of Hareep for him. ]
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[Setsuna. Buddy. Pal. My guy. You just hit pay dirt.]
I can really have these?
[Her expression is more subdued, now, closer to her usual bland look, but her eyes are practically shimmering, she's so happy. She hasn't had candy since Gilgamesh bestowed some upon her before their last fight.]
Thank you so much!
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It is... nothing.
[ He hands it over, then bows to finally leave afterwards. He doesn't say anything else, so he quickly turns to walk off before making a fool of himself again. ]