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[dereban]

Who: Himeko Inaba (dereban) and you!
When: OOC: 02/20; IC: 11/21
Where: Shopping District (primarily the Tech & Auto Shop + clothing/accessory stores)
What: Inaba's planning on getting her Hilda robot fixed at her workplace while she actually does her job. Shenanigans ensue. Afterwards, she decides to go shopping!
Rating/Warning: PG-13 at most, considering Inaba's crude use of language. I'll edit if anything changes.



[ It was a Friday. Which, thankfully, meant that classes were going to be a lot easier and she wouldn't have to deal with them for another two days. Of course, Inaba still had work after classes were done and over with. She did want to join a club, but it was hard to do such a thing. After all, the last club she was in was the Student Cultural Society Club - the StuCS. It was the club where she had met her very best friends and more importantly, Taichi. ]

OPTION I.

[ After the whole escapade online with the whole 'hot or not' photos, she decided that it would probably be for the best that she go and fix up her laptop. Working at the Tech & Auto Shop - specifically at the Holo(gm) section - did have its perks, truthfully, especially since she kept on bringing a lot of computers that were either broken down or taken apart. She was starting to have a collection, and she didn't know what to do with them. The robot she had gotten was honestly pretty nice, she had to admit. It had a creepy personality that didn't suit her tastes, but that could be fixed with a little adjustment. Which is why if you're out and about, taking the trains to the Shopping District or anywhere in that general direction, you might notice Inaba lugging an eerily familiar robot with her. Yes, she may have taken it with her when a certain somebody (read as: Yata) won the massage. And yes, she's bringing it to work with her, deal with it. If the robot ends up trying to massage you because it got turned on by accident, that sounds like a you problem. She's not going to deal with it unless someone complains, to be honest.

Please complain about it... ]

OPTION II.

[ When she's at work, she decides to just simply drop off the robot, turning it off - because that was complete hell to deal with, why did it turn on all of a sudden, she doesn't understand - before going to the backroom to switch from her school uniform to more work worthy attire. She's fully aware it's unsuitable for her, considering that it's nearly all white. She doesn't wear white a good percentage of the time. Her clothes generally lean towards the dark shades of blacks and blue hues, more neutral colors. Pants instead of skirts. Of course, uniforms were always an exception, but she just wasn't all that fond of wearing cute things. She felt that it didn't suit her. Nevertheless, she's wearing it, mostly because her boss said that it matches most of the Holo(gm) designs that were put on display. If you're around, feel free to stop on by - she doesn't mind anybody just visiting around or actually someone planning on buying something. It's a win-win for her, to be honest, especially since she's just sitting around on the couch looking through photos on her cell phone. Most of them seem to be pictures from back home, of dates with her boyfriend, of things that she did with her club members. But every now and again, there seems to be some photos from the hot or not post or just photos people have posted in general (she's saved all of them), so she may not notice if someone outright just decides to sneak up behind her.

But other than that, she isn't doing much. Ah, the life of a Holo(gm) salesperson... If you come up to her properly, she'll most likely hop off of the couch like a trained solider, forcing a smile as she runs a hand through her hair, bowing politely as she says the usual greeting. ]

Welcome, is there anything I could help you with? [ Her polite tone definitely comes out as a little off putting, robotic, and maybe a little practiced, but that's because she's not used to working. Or talking to people in general. What is communicating?? ]

OPTION III.

[ After all's said and done, she decides to go home - alone - to go shopping. She's back wearing her school uniform (since she really doesn't want to embarrass herself any further) and she's left the Hilda robot at the store for repairs. Basically, she'll deal with it later.

She's mostly doing window shopping, but every now and again she seems to stop and stare at something. In fact, she's staring at wedding dresses in particular, looking at them with a rather wistful look in her eyes before sighing to herself. ]

I wonder if I'll ever be able to wear one at this rate. . .

[ Nobody heard that, right...? ]

( ooc: observation permissions if anybody needs it! )

Comments

III

[niceguypose]

[Rock Lee happened to have finished his shift at the sporting goods store and was briskly jogging down the sidewalk on his way back towards home. He initially passed Inaba without noticing her, but then her voice managed to catch his ear. He comes to a stop and then reverses his jog to be near her, looking between her and the dress in the window.]

E-eh? Did you just say something, Inaba-san?

[dereban]

...Huh?

[ She does get taken aback at the sound of a familiar voice, taking a step back from the window display as she brings her hands up defensively, her face slightly flustered. ]

No, I didn't say anything! You were just hearing things! [ ... ahaha. ]

[niceguypose]

[He brings his hand up in a faint, concerned wave, and he frowns in confusion as he looks towards her.]

A- are you sure? I could have sworn that I heard your voice... It sounds like you were wondering about something you could wear!

[dereban]

I'm pretty sure. [ Her voice is eerily calm, yet at the same angry.

... Huh. ]

Why would I be wondering about that, anyway?

[niceguypose]

Hmmm...! [The anger confuses him, but he wants to answer the question anyway. He curiously peers towards the window again with a thoughtful frown before looking back at her.]

Well... Those are dresses of marriage, are they not? It... it is said that many young ladies dream of marriage... Perhaps that would be the case?!

[dereban]

[ He hit the nail on the head. Way to go, Rock Lee... ]

Ah- it's not like that-! [ Except when it is. ]

[niceguypose]

[He blinks in confusion.]

Ah... It is not? Then... what could the truth be...?

III, can't pass this up ;p

[dishonorstudent]

[ Ryuko is leaning against the window of the shop across from it, she definitely heard what Inaba said since she was paying attention to her classmate for about a minute before it was said. ]

Heh. Say things like that, and folks might get the wrong idea.

[dereban]

[ She doesn't even move from where she is, creasing her brow in frustration as she brushes her hair aside with a sigh. ]

And what kind of "wrong idea" would those people get?

[dishonorstudent]

That the calculating Inaba is a cute softie and is lookin' to settle down, of course.

[dereban]

Ahh, so I can't be calculating and be looking to settle down?

[dishonorstudent]

The only thing ya should be calculating is how you're gonna afford that dress, let alone an entire wedding on a student's wages.

[dereban]

There's this thing called "saving money", have you heard about it? [ Her voice is literally dripping with sarcasm. ] I don't plan on getting the dress or having a wedding until my world's restored anyway.

[ Seeing as the person she would marry isn't here. ]

ii!

[souredsweet]

[There's a slightly familiar face! Kaoru had been a little hesitant to approach since she looked somewhat busy, and it's not like help is really needed when shopping here. Most packs have pretty succinct descriptions, after all...

But loitering around in the main area seems to have caught her attention, and when she snaps up so quickly to rattle off her somewhat robotic greeting, Kaoru seems a little taken off-guard.]

Ah— I apologize. [For... what?? Kaoru doesn't bother elaborating. For interrupting her picture-scrolling saga, maybe.]

I came to look for a few new pieces of decoration for my apartment. Specifically, do you have anything that would block the window view from the outside rather than the inside?

[THAT SURE IS A REQUEST but it's also made for a good reason...]

[dereban]

You don't have to apologize. [ She locks the phone just in case and puts it away in her pocket for the time being. It's not as if she minds too much. But she thinks she understands the request, humming in response. ]

You mean windows that allow you to look outside but people are unable to look inside? I'm pretty sure we have those. Though fair warning, there's a slight tint on the windows if you're planning on getting them. Do you have any color preferences in mind?

[souredsweet]

Yes, that's exactly what I'm looking for. [A small smile! Nosy neighbors and questionable stalkers sure do make it hard to enjoy the view...

But since they seem to be on the same page, Kaoru will focus on the questions instead of bothering with a more detailed explanation.]

As for colors... I don't have much of a preference. Blue would be fine, I suppose? That might be nice and unobtrusive.

[dereban]

[ Well, she knows because a lot of cars that have windows like that to prevent people to see the things inside said car...

Just in case someone wanted to break in or something like that. ]

Sure. I can do that. Do you want any additional features besides those? They cost additional depending on your needs and how many windows you want.

[souredsweet]

Oh, I only need it for two windows, really. [The rest are easy enough to deal with, fortunately...

But since Kaoru is a little technologically inept (putting it lightly), the mention of additional features earns her a quizzical look.]

May I ask what you mean by additional features?

[dereban]

Basically things like bulletproof windows, windows that blend with the rest of the room if you press a button, things like that.

i!

[ukakus]

[Getting an impromptu massage in the metro-rail isn't something Touka expects, nor is it something she particularly wants right now. Or, ever in all of eternity. So, it's only natural that she begins to complain rather loudly.]

Hey — would you back off? [Though her tone is grudgingly polite at best... it won't be long before she stops trying to squirm away and just starts kicking and punching. Never mind that she's probably the one who accidentally turned the robot on, but. You know.]

[dereban]

—Oi! [ There's an annoyed voice as she knits her brow, realizing that the robot kind of got of hand. Which means that she has to grab the thing with as much strength as she could muster. ]

Are you alright?

[ukakus]

[Bless you, stranger, and your robot grabbing skills. Touka is going to be eyeing Hilda a bit warily, but it's better than the alternative. Replacing a creepy AI is probably preferable to having to replace a couple of fingers...]

I'm fine... Thanks. [A sigh of genuine relief.] Your [uh.] friend just startled me.

[dereban]

Sorry. [ Inaba sheepishly scratches the back of her head as she holds onto Hilda's arms as tightly as possible. ]

I was planning on getting her fixed at work since she keeps on doing that.

[ukakus]

Ah... So it isn't the first time something like this happens, huh? [Trying to sound sympathetic... That's one heck of an unnerving function, yo.]

Well, I guess it's all right. No harm done, and, as long you keep holding her like that, I doubt she can grab someone else.

[dereban]

It happened when I took it, and that's the only thing that she's really able to do.

[ Which isn't bad, but it's annoying. Why did she take the thing.... Oh, right. Because she wanted to see the inner workings of it. ]

I'll try to hold her back.