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Everything was so small in Orario, from the doors to the people. Even among the Amazonesses, Ismene was taller than average at a hulking eight feet and eight inches, so here she seemed twice the size of everyone around her. Occasionally Ismene shared a nod of kinship with a passing Amazoness (how unexpected it was the first time, to not be sneered at by her own kind!) and scowled at an unwitting Goliath, but those warm moments were rare. Mishaps were more common. She was pretty sure that she'd almost stepped on a Pallum when she'd turned the corner awhile ago, poor thing. So this was what it meant to be a bull in a china shop. Ismene tried her best to be mindful of her surroundings— move like water, she told herself, water around pebbles—but she couldn't help treading on the occasional foot, which was like dropping a thousand pound iron weight onto it. Ashamed of her clumsiness, she retreated toward the quieter streets in the city to brood in peace. How foolish she was to think herself graceful! She still had a long ways to go. Espying an abandoned alleyway between two shops, Ismene turned sideways and tried to scooch her way through— —only to find herself stuck between the walls. Wonderful. Just what she needed. Ismene adopted a nonchalant, yes-I-know-what-I'm-doing expression as she inwardly calculated ways to remove herself from the gap without making a fool of herself, cursing her muscle mass. notes: come laugh at her
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SUPPORTER
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posted on Feb 26, 2019 6:07:00 GMT by AKATSUKI |
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edited on Feb 26, 2019 6:07:41 GMT by AKATSUKI |
| M ission Objective? Acquire snacks! That was the day's priority for a certain ninja, who had recently depleted her ridiculously massive stash of treats. Ever since she joined the House of Mysteries, she had found herself constantly snacking and, much to her fortune, gaining not a single gram of weight from it. While walking through the market, Akatsuki had come across an absolute titan of a man with a scar on his face and long hair. Unfortunately, this dundar head wasn't watching where he was going and damn near stepped on the extremely small woman.
Akatsuki had jumped to the side while giving the mammoth an angry glare that obviously when ignored when it continued walking without even bothering to apologize. She puffed her cheek as the gorilla walked away and let out a clearly angry groan. Akatsuki punched the cabbage stand next to her, causing one of the green balls of nastiness to fall from its stack and roll down. She spun on her heel and let the verdant soccer ball make contact with the top of her foot, giving full power on the kick and letting the cabbage fly at a speed so fast that even a demi god would be afraid to be hit by it. The elephant man had turned the corner just before the cabbage left Akatsuki's foot, just in time for it to miss him.
The person behind Ismene, however, was not so fortunate. The cabbage impacted his face with such great force that it exploded into a green, disgusting smelling, cabbage-goop and sent the man flying back while also performing a high speed cartwheel. He flew for quite some distance and his clothes had been torn apart by the wind pressure around him before he finally crashed into an orange stand on the other side of the market, on the far end of the street. Unconscious, upside down, in a pool of maximum-pulp fresh-squeezed orange juice, with only his underwear to keep him warm, he was unable to hear the shriek of the stand owner as he grieved "MY ORANGEEEES!!" in an overly dramatic pose, sitting on his knees and clutching his head while looking at the sky.
The owner of the cabbage stand blinked before looking at Akatsuki and asking "You uhh... You gonna pay for that cabbage?" Akatsuki didn't say anything, just turned while reaching into her coin pouch and dropping a few shiny coins on the stand for him. The owner said "Thanks, have a great day." as though Akatsuki were any other customer.
One... Hour... Later...
After getting herself a bag of cookies that she could carry, Akatsuki had begun making her way back to the town's center where she would attempt to find her way back to the House of Mysteries from. On her way there, her trip was stopped short by the sight of a colossal, long haired man stuck between the crack of two buildings. He looked like he was there intentionally, but the fact that he was trying to get out countered the expression. Akatsuki put on a blank stare and turned, getting ready to leave him there as punishment for almost running... walking her over, not apologizing, AND not accepting punishment for it; but, her honor had to stab her in the back. Akatsuki let out a sigh and turned to begin approaching the "man" and stopped in front of him.
Akatsuki looked up -as much as her neck would let her- and tried to make eye contact with him, but was blocked by his... everything. She then grabbed the man's pant leg and tugged it a couple times with her free hand, trying to get his attention. She would continue doing this till her presence was acknowledged. After that, she would say "It would be best to wait till someone strong enough comes by to pull you out." in a very calm voice. She would then walk a couple steps to the side and grab a barrel that would be pulled back and placed in front the crack. Akatsuki would haul herself on top the barrel and sit facing Ismene before saying "I'll wait with you."
Akatsuki had put her bag of cookies down between her legs and reached in, withdrawing the small, round treat and putting it her mouth before pausing. She stopped for a second... two seconds... Akatsuki's face remained angled towards Ismene, but her eyes looked down at the cookie in her mouth. Akatsuki then let go of the cookie and reached into the bag and held a second cookie out for Ismene. With the cookie still in her mouth, Akatsuki asked "Wha won?" while trying to keep the cookie from falling out.
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UNSORTED
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Someone plucked at her pant leg. Ismene tilted her head ever so slightly downward with a questioning grunt, bumping her forehead against the wall in the process. All she could see of the stranger was a bouncy purple ponytail with choppy bangs, striking her with a sense of déjà vu. Where had she seen this same exact hair before? Maybe Ismene had seen it in an Orarian fashion advertisement somewhere. Yes, that must be it. This must be the kind of style that was in vogue these days. “ There’s been a misunderstanding,” Ismene protested, her gravelly tone of voice doing nothing to correct the stranger’s misconception of her gender. “ I am here by choice. I am… meditating. Yes. I find that, er, inner peace can best be achieved in… the spaces between the bustle of society. Stillness where everything around you is moving. Like a pebble… in water.” She was rather proud of her wisdom considering that she had just now pulled it all out of her ass, but she didn’t sound so convincing when she was wriggling like a worm caught on the end of a hook. It was too late anyway because the stranger was pulling up a seat. Ismene couldn’t help but notice how incredibly tiny she was, even compared to sea of other tiny inhabitants she’d encountered in Orario. Maybe she was a Pallum. This speculation reminded Ismene of the Pallum she’d nearly stepped on earlier. She failed to make the connection. Ismene was startled out of her thoughts by the cookie that was offered to her. She was oddly touched by the gesture. Back at her home village, no one had shared much of anything with her, not that she’d cared. It was just nice not to be spurned once in awhile. “ Thank you,” she said stiffly, reaching out. She overestimated the size of her hand and enveloped the stranger’s fist entirely, which led to a few seconds of awkward fumbling. After that debacle, Ismene managed to navigate the cookie into her mouth. It was gone in one bite. “ I will remember your generosity. What is your name, my small friend?” tag: AKATSUKI notes: akatsuki u precious girl... ismene doesn't deserve u
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posted on Feb 28, 2019 4:00:08 GMT by AKATSUKI |
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| A katsuki stared at Ismene as she tried to grab the cookie from her hand, trying her best not to show her own personal agitation. Ismene's hand was absolutely massive compared to her own, which reminded her of how incredibly tiny she was... Then, after she ate the cookie, the gorilla called Akatsuki small... Her eyebrow twitched in frustration as she forced herself not to kick Ismene out of that crack. Akatsuki had finished eating her cookie and said "Akatsuki. Thật vui được gặp bạn- it's nice to meet you." she said, respectfully. (Pronunciation: Dat voo-ee doo-oak gap ban)
Akatsuki had taken another cookie from her bag while asking "What's your name?" with a slightly inquisitive expression about her. To be completely honest, she was more curious about this person's gender. Ismene's face and body said male, but her voice suggested the possibility of it being the contrary. Akatsuki didn't feel comfortable with straight up saying 'You look masculine as fuck but sound like a chick' or even asking 'Are you a guy or girl?' so she was opting to keep quiet about that part. She began eating the cookie after asking what Ismene's name was and also handed the woman another cookie.
A very large man was passing behind Akatsuki that was decked out in some pretty fancy and heavy as all hell looking armor. Akatsuki quickly jumped down from her barrel and ran over to him, grabbing his hand and surprising him at the same time. He turned around with his fist ready, even going in for the strike but stopping as soon as he saw it was an extremely frail looking prum in what looked to be leather armor. Akatsuki didn't flinch, but looked at him with a very innocent expression and blinked while still holding onto one of his armored fingers. "Uh... Sorry- I thought you were someone else." he said in a slightly embarrassed tone. Akatsuki asked "Can you help me?" without even acknowledging the apology. Akatsuki had pointed in Ismene's direction and the man looked at Ismene with a blank expression, trying to figure out what form of logic lead her to think she could fit in there.
Akatsuki then pulled a cookie out and held it up to the man, saying "I'll share with you if you do." The man looked down at Akatsuki with his pupils shrinking and his cheeks beginning to turn red. It was hard for him to reject someone who was looking at him with Akatsuki's expression... It was so pure and caring, while also being slightly aloof, as though she didn't even know she was looking at him like that and wasn't even trying. He had places to be, things to do, but his hand -against his mind's will- reached to the cookie and gently took it, quickly stuffing it in his mouth. He hated cookies, they were too sweet; but this one, this cookie... was the best one he'd ever had.
The man walked over to where Ismene was and said, with still rosy cheeks, "I guess I don't mind lending a hand..." and grabbed Ismene's arm and began pulling. Nope. Stuck... "Wow, you really got yourself in there, man." he commented. If Ismene mentioned that she was female, he'd say "R-right, sorry." before trying to get another tug in. "You got any ideas on how to get outta there? Pulling doesn't seem to be helping much." he said to Ismene after his failed attempt.
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