estoria | All that Glitters

Entry tags:

All that Glitters | OPEN

Who:

mermaiding & all yall
When: Dec. 19th?? Ish??
Where: Apartments + Around
What: Oona making her rounds dropping off very expensive and pretty jewelry to her CR and to random passer-bys.
Rating/Warning: Should be none....

[Oona likes pretty things; she's fairly shallow and she totally knows it. So any money that isn't spent on rent is thrown at any pretty jewelry she sees-- she doesn't even wear it, she just likes having them around the house to look at. But sometimes it gets a bit too much even for her, and sometimes she accidentally buys duplicates and really what's a mermaid to do? Shower friends and strangers with the cast-offs, of course!]

[A: Apartments, CR Version]

[If you're someone who Oona would consider a close friend, have a very insistent knocking at the door! Or maybe your door's unlocked for god knows what reason and Oona's just gone ahead and helped herself inside. There's a bag in her arms, and she gets busy searching through it.]

You are home, yes? Have something for you. Accept it.

[And that's that!!]

[B: Apartments, Not-As-Close CR or Passer-Bys]

[If Oona doesn't know you well enough to want to go waltzing into your home, she can be found crouched outside some doors in a TOTALLY NOT SUSPICIOUS WAY, trying to figure out how to deliver the bracelet or necklace or ring in a way that wasn't confronting the person together. Because that would be awkward.

Like laying on the ground and trying to shove a piece of jewelry under the doorframe wasn't.]

[C: About town.]

[She still has quite a bit left over, which is pretty frustrating. Not that she wouldn't like to just keep it all to herself, but it's taking up space she needs for newer jewelry. Priorities, okay?

So maybe she recognizes you--or maybe she doesn't, either way, the tiny mermaid approaches out of nowhere] You! Hold still! [Oona eyes the person in question critically before digging through her bag and pulling out the piece of jewelry, something that matches the person she's talking to. Either their hair, their eyes, aesthetic... Something.

She holds it out smugly.] Here! Take it. Should feel special, you are welcome.

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[who's that knockin at the door........

Actually, Kaoru makes an accurate guess before Oona even speaks up. WHO ELSE IS THAT INSISTENT no one.]

One moment, please—

[Muffled, from the interior of the house somewhere... After a few seconds, Kaoru opens the front door. Something sure smells good inside! This punk seems to be in the middle of doing some kitchenwork, and hasn't bothered taking the apron off yet.]

Ah, Oona-san. Would you like to come in? [Looking curious, though! Kaoru's gotten some weird things before when people just stop by like "I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU". It's an adventure every time...]

I don't want it.

[Not even taking it. Absolutely rude. Then again, all he wears is armor, pants, and a red cloak. He obviously doesn't have a sense of style.]

Whatever you want to do with that, it doesn't have to do with me.

[As Oona crouched by the doorway, it will suddenly fling open as Rock Lee prepares to dash out. He looks excited as he looks straight ahead of himself into the hallway and raises his arms in a cheer.]

It's a new day!!

[ Mercury was on his way home when he sees Oona outside by his door. He may not be the most angelic of people, but he's sure he hasn't committed any crimes in Cerealia... yet. So why would anyone be snooping around his house?

... then again, it is a girl. ]

I'm sorry. [ He stops right in front of Oona, both hands in his pockets, and a cheerful smile on his face. ] The owner isn't inside.

What... exactly are you doing?

Edited (reading is hard i'm sorry) 2015-04-12 10:47 (UTC)

[Leia is working her beat around town when she's approached by a stranger. She stops, surprised at the girl's sudden calling out to her.]

Yes, is there something I can- [She's cut off as the girl gives her a emerald pendant on a gold chain. It's not overly large, but it's a nice cut and nicer than most of the things she now owns.]

I can't accept this. I don't even know who you are.

[Look, the last time he answered the door, someone threw strawberry milk at his face. You'll have to forgive him for being a little more wary this time as he opens that door and--

Uh.]

Oona?

["Something"...?? Why though.]

[ . . . . she's really too cute. He's just going to laugh as he leans against the frame of the door, making enough room for her to come in if she wants to.]

Well, I do like presents! What've you got for your aniki today, Oona-chan?

[When Shiho heard the scrabbling at the bottom of the door she was very prepared for it to be someone (Hyoubu) that she didn't want to see. Which is why she brings a frying pan with her when she goes to open the door.

Thankfully for Oona, her hand on the doorknob tells her that the person outside is not in fact Hyoubu. That's why when the door opens, instead of seeing a girl trying to menace her with a frying pan, Oona will see Shiho with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face (still holding onto the frying pan in case Hyoubu shows up).]

What are you doing?

[Edgeworth blinks, and stops in surprise. He vaguely recognizes her face from the network, from their little talk about justice - ]

Huh - ?

[Last time they saw each other, they were debating. And now...what is she doing, why is she giving him jewelry?]

Surely there are other people who deserve this more than I do...

[the earrings are beautiful and somehow evoke the same startling blue of haruka nanase's eyes but the question here is not one about aesthetic expense nor one of matching versus clashing. the question is...]

...huh?

[...haru stares at the jewelry in the flat of his palm, the slight angle affording a perfect catch of light along the tiniest facets. another moment passes before he finds his voice, a subdued quizzical quality to its evenness.]

Thank you...?

[he should put up more of a fight perhaps but it doesn't occur to him. she says to take it and she says that he is welcome. it's weird but what hasn't been weird about this place? but he keeps his hand open just in case she might change her mind and, in the meanwhile, peers at her. a bit curious, though the curiosity is a little like a cat's -- reticent and trying not to be there.]

[ Well, she's found another mermaid! ...Sort of. AndrAIa does have fish scales up and down the backs of her arms and her spine, and fins on her wrists, and a starfish in her hair. And her skin is orange and white coralled. So, you know.

They have common things! In common. She'll stop when asked, curious, and then clearly becomes startled. ]

For me? But...we haven't met, have we?

[ Sooha really should start locking his door. It's a habit he hasn't gotten back into since arriving here; his old apartment door locked automatically, and though there wasn't anything in there anyone would want to steal, he still made sure it was working every time he left.

Here though? He doesn't have any personal possessions, and the door only locks when he chooses to lock it. Mostly he just leaves it open, because he knows someone is going to show up unannounced.

Usually it's just Mireu, but today it's Oona, and he barely looks up from folding his laundry to see who it is. How does he keep getting stuck with people like this? ]

What is it?

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a!

C

I'm guessing B

b;

C

a....

A

B

C

( C! )