[ Nonon's never been much for traditional rituals. Her family wasn't full blooded Japanese, and her parents weren't exactly the types to be able to spend much time with her. Even if she had Satsuki they never did things like this together. They promised they would, when they had time, but there were too many irons in the fire to be worrying about things like a day at the shrine to pay respects to god's that Nonon didn't believe in.
Still, she's been at least once before, and it's familiar enough that Nonon found her way there without thinking. She's dressed casually, no yukata for her since she didn't own one, and didn't feel like spending the money buying one short notice instead of getting it tailored, opting for a white winter coat and a blue skirt with black tights. Of course she's got a nice blue beret on top of her head too, to keep her warm.
And yet somehow she found herself standing next to Mitsuru when she looks up from her own prayer (something about seeing Satsuki and her family and friends again) recognizing the girl right away. ]
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Still, she's been at least once before, and it's familiar enough that Nonon found her way there without thinking. She's dressed casually, no yukata for her since she didn't own one, and didn't feel like spending the money buying one short notice instead of getting it tailored, opting for a white winter coat and a blue skirt with black tights. Of course she's got a nice blue beret on top of her head too, to keep her warm.
And yet somehow she found herself standing next to Mitsuru when she looks up from her own prayer (something about seeing Satsuki and her family and friends again) recognizing the girl right away. ]
I didn't expect to see you here, Red.