She frequently stops by virtually every new thing they encounter, asking numerous questions as to what things are and how they work and eagerly listening to all of his explanations, also just enjoying spending time with her friend.
*Don't be sorry, we're good.*
He's happy to teach what he can, though occasionally with Omori's sharp eyes she'll find something that Top didn't even notice was there, and they would explore it together, before continuing on the search for skateboards.
After a while, they have explored the majority of the mall, and Omori, while still absolutely brimming with excitement and wonder, seems a bit more tired than when they started. But she persists onwards- surely, the skateboards are nearby.
For a fact, the skateboards are nearby, closer to the food court is a shop with sports equipment inside, included within is a wall of skateboards. He leads them inside of the store, to the section, showing them and explaining things.
She looks up at the wall of boards, thinking. "There's so many to choose from..." She mutters to herself, looking through her options.
He runs his hands over some of the boards, closing his eyes as he picks which one may be best for them, immediately dismissing some of them off of feel alone.
Her eyes follow him as he feels for which one would be perfect for her. There is one that seems to fit just a bit more than the rest- a board with a pattern of wildflowers on its top side.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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*Join you I shall, for bacon is the only way that we can be saved!*
*Wassup Baalze?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Alright. Fully back now*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good ta see ya, big man.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Anywho, wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(bacon is good)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Couldn't have said it any better myself, brother. [cronch]*
*Also, would you like to continue with KK and Stigmata?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Totally dude, who do you want?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*merabelle and Ana if that is ok*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hello my friend)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Of course it's okay.*
Ana is getting dressed after finishing her afternoon workout, humming to herself as she does so, enjoying her and Leo's honeymoon so far.
Merabelle is sitting in her room of the orphanage, the door open so that anyone can come inside if they'd like, reading a book.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo is sitting outside in a chair, getting a tan on.
Oliver peeks inside, holding a panda plushie to his chest
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She comes out in some revealing beach clothes, lying on the sand next to them, her muscles still glistening from sweat.
She looks up from her book and over to Oliver, smiling softly, "Come on in Oliver, ya don't gotta stand out there."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Leo blushes, glancing at her. "How was your workout?"
Oliver slowly shuffles in
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles back up at them, "It was good, you should have joined me."
She pulls them into a hug before placing them down on the bed next to her, "Have the other orphans been treatin' ya bad?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"You know i dont like working out." he says
He shakes his head, staring down at his lap
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"But you would look so good, and your endurance would get better." She says mischievously.
She wraps an arm around their shoulders, patting their head, "Okay, ya don't have ta say nothin' sweetheart."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He blushes a dark red, going quiet.
He holds his plushie close, staring at his lap
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She reaches up a hand, taking theirs and rubbing it softly.
She continues to comfort them, and keep them company for as long as they need.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He squeezes it back.
He looks up at her, him having a black eye and a bloody lip
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Her eyes follow him as he feels for which one would be perfect for her. There is one that seems to fit just a bit more than the rest- a board with a pattern of wildflowers on its top side.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)