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[ukakus]

Who: Touka Kirishima (ukakus) and you!
When: OOC: 5/15 - 5/21 / IC: 7/7 - 7/10
Where: Residential District, Metro Rail Station, Gymnasium, a random coffee shop.
What: Obvious post-canon update log. Amazing.
Rating/Warning: Possible Tokyo Ghoul:re spoilers in the threads.

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OPTION A: RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT (7/7, POST-INTRO LOG)

[Standing in front of an apartment, there is one (1) young woman. Maybe you're on your way to check up on a friend. Maybe you're on your way in/out of your own apartment. Or, maybe, you're just a weirdo who likes to take pleasant walks through random apartment buildings. Whatever the case may be, it doesn't change the fact that she's still standing there. Also doesn't change the fact that she may or may not be starting to creep you out, considering she doesn't seem to keen on opening the door. In fact, she seems to be pretty content staring blankly at the card in her hand.

Weirdo.

In any case, feel free to bug her for... whatever reason. Maybe she's standing too close to the middle of the hallway and kind of blocking your way? Or maybe you live on this floor, and distinctly remember someone younger and grumpier looking living in that particular apartment. This multiple choice adventure is in your hands, friend.]

OPTION B: METRO-RAIL STATION (7/8)

[So. Coffee vending machines. Always speedy, reliable, and available for those who need a quick fix while waiting to catch the next train, right? Right.

Touka is just going to slide her card. Press a button to select "black coffee". Wait. Watch as her cup is prepared. Open the hatch. Remove the cup. And then... peer inside.

It's a cup of hot water.

Amazing.]

... You're joking.

[SIGHS, WOEFULLY. She should have seen this coming??? Yeah.

Just gonna toss it out, despite being about a yard away from the trash can. Here's to hoping it doesn't hit the rim and accidentally spill over, falling on someone's foot. Or leg. Or arm. Or — you get the point.]

OPTION C: GYMNASIUM (7/9)

[You know those weird as heck exercise balls? Well. Here's one of them. And here is Touka, making use of it.

She's doing pretty well, all things considered. Aces those roll-ins, masters those push-ups, pretty much owns those bridges, and so forth. You get the idea. It looks like she's got a really good handle on using the exercise ball in her work-out routine — until she gets to the back extensions. One, two, three back extensions in... and then the ball proceeds to roll out from under her.

Her face hits the ground with a pretty nasty sounding thwack. Goodbye, dignity. It's not like she needed it to survive or anything.]

OPTION D: COFFEE SHOP IN THE MIDDLE OF HECKING NOWHERE (7/10)

[Working for someone else after being your own boss is super weird, but here she is. It's not like she can quit without there being any financial repercussions right now, so. Not much else to do but grin and bear it. Should your character be a customer entering the coffee shop, she'll greet you from behind the counter with a friendly smile.]

Welcome! Let me know when you're ready to order.

[And if you happen to be a returning customer, or even a regular... well. Maybe you recognize her. Wasn't she a little younger the last time you were here? Huh.]

WILDCARD (7/7 - 7/10)

[Remix one of the above scenarios or make up your own! Go wild.]

Comments

[ukakus]

[Though she's glad the cup doesn't hit her when it misses the trash, more examples of weird as heck abilities aside, the attitude is still a little... ehhhh. Touka has definitely learned how to keep her temper in check over the years, however, so she forces herself to bite back a less than friendly response.]

Sorry. I was aiming for the trash bin, but... It looks like I missed. [Seems like professional basketball player is no longer a career option for her, huh.] You're not hurt, are you?

[saudadist]

No, but it must be a bad day if you're throwing hot water around.

[ Not really a thing she could damn, since she gets that mad sometimes, but again, she'd prefer it not be her. ]

[ukakus]

I wouldn't call it a "bad" day. The vending machine messed up my drink, that's all.

[It's actually an "okay" day, taking into consideration the last three years of her life. Could be better, could be worse. She can't really complain since nobody is dying today. That's always a good thing.]

[saudadist]

[ Lucy gives a look to the machine, and while she considers just breaking the machine for a moment, she realizes it'd be folly. Unlike a soda machine or snack machine, it just dispenses the drink. The best she'd do is get hot water or coffee or whatever to spew out and while that'd be funny, it seems like too much work.

So, instead, she shrugs. ]

Then give it a kick and try again.

[ukakus]

[ONCE UPON A TIME she would have considered kicking the shit out of the machine. Too bad adulthood happened and now she's just... going to shake her head. Slowly. Violence isn't going to solve this one.

Probably.]

I don't think kicking it would work. It's likely I'm better off trying another machine.

[Which was what she intended to do, until she failed miserably at getting her cup inside the bin.]

[saudadist]

[ She shrugs a bit, complete with a little chuckle. ]

Fair enough. Just don't go throwing the next one without looking. [ She shoves her hands into her pockets, figuring that's as good a cue as any to start walking past Touka. If it was really all an accident, she supposes she can let it slide this time and let her get back to her coffee hunt. ]