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Iris Amicitia ([personal profile] carrotkeeper) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2017-07-03 04:06 pm

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who: Iris Amicitia and you!
what: Searching for lost homework, shopping, bribing chocobos, the works.
when: Throughout July
where: Riverview, hydroponic gardens and beyond
warnings: None! Will add as needed


i.Lost homework

[Sometime during the first week of July, Iris can be found all over Riverview clutching a dirty, torn up piece of paper in her hand. People who glance at it might find it looks suspiciously like homework. This very important business leads her to look under café tables, with a quick apology from her if your character happens to be there, and behind cushions at restaurants.

You might even catch her later in the day, staring into a trashcan, arm hovering above the top. She’s starting to question her life choices and this could go either way. Please stop her from going this far.
]

Ugh, ew. There’s no way I could have put it in there...right?

[She squints at the can and her arm stills. She did toss out the contents of her bag in here earlier, thinking they were just old receipts. It could be in there. Is it worth it? She just doesn’t know. It might be easier for her to contact the teachers, but it’s due tomorrow. It’s all due tomorrow.]

It's gotta be somewhere else.

[Is what she says, as she continues to stand in the same position she's been in for the last five minutes.]

ii.Hydroponics garden

[Anyone walking through or near the gardens will be stopped by Iris. She’s got a clipboard and a carrot pen to write with! This is very serious business, obviously!]

You got a second? I promise it won’t take long and you’ll get a free tour out of the deal!

iii.Shopping adventure

[After the homework debacle is over, she decides to go to the market the next day. She trudges through the crowd with both hands gripping two large, oversized and near tearing bags. She doesn’t have enough money to buy whatever she wants, but she certainly gave it the old college try by the looks of it. Every couple minutes she stops on the sidewalk and sets down the bags to give her fingers a break. It’s going to be a long walk back to housing.

Unfortunately for whoever happens to be nearby, she decides risking the walk back alone just isn't worth it and scans the crowd to pick out a friendly face to ask this next question to.
]

Oh, hey! Could you please help me out?

iv.Wark games

[When she heard chocobos were stampeding around town, Iris decided to take it upon herself to help. Given her experience with them, she thought she would be perfect for this mission and set out to capture some. Except, she found she couldn't catch them on foot and they were too strong for her to outright grab, so she's approaching this from another angle.

In the park, your character will find her slowly backing up, throwing a vegetable trail in front of her as she does so. Lettuce, carrots, and various greens litter the ground and the reason why? Two small chocobos are munching on everything on this makeshift path. All seems to be going well until she shoves her hand in her bag and notes it feels particularly empty. Whoops.
]

Uh oh. You guys aren't gonna be too happy about this.

[They're starting to squawk pretty loud. Someone help, please!]

Wildcard

[She can also be found at the middle school or on floor 7. If there’s another option you want to go with, a personalized starter or whatever just hit me up via PM or [plurk.com profile] drowninginpears
realimperfect: (Default)

[personal profile] realimperfect 2017-07-20 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)

[ She doesn't know why, but it's the exact moment Iris starts standing on her toes to express how tall and wide her brother is that it all snaps in to place in her head - Gladio. All those expert years of training to keep her face in check come in handy, all of a sudden, poker face absolutely complete as a bit of realization dawns in her mind. Here she was, palling around with Iris, when...

Well, of course this would be her life. Why would it ever be easy? Not that Iris could tell just by looking at her (she hopes) that she's managed to entwine her life in to hers in some strange way she'll never willingly tell her, but. There's a quiet, momentary panic that's not at all outwardly evident before she confirms, totally dead flat in tone : ]


Gladio. I do morning training with him, when I can. [ Play it cool, Re-L. No one knows by looking at you. She's leisurely picking through dresses, admiring things with particularly intricate work on them, occasionally pulling one out to loo at it more closely. She's sure a few might have to be tailored if she chooses them - some look a little like they might be too short for her. Not a new problem, really.

Re-L betrays a little surprise when she's got five dresses offered to her, putting her hand out to take them after a spare moment. ]


I should pick out a few for you, too.
realimperfect: (they think my lover is strange)

[personal profile] realimperfect 2017-07-24 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)

[ The nickname 'Gladdy' still catches her a little bit off-guard for some reason - probably because it's just .. cute enough for such a large and muscled person that it seems funny. Not something she'd ever mention to him, probably, lest he give her more sets to do or something to that effect but it's noted should she ever need to use it for whatever reason. Still, the comment about getting enough exercise it met with a bit of a laugh and a nod, happy that she's gotten her point proven.

Gladio has a way with making sure she'll regret asking him to train her at least once a week. ]


That's not to say that I can't use the kick in the ass to stay in shape, some times, just.. he has a way with making sure I'm actually working.

[ Thankfully they're back on to dresses, Re-L adjusting slightly how the dresses sit over her arm. There's a few color options in there, thankfully none too obnoxiously bright, and she'll at least try them on to see if Iris was on to something with the color thing. A short dress makes sense - Iris is smaller, after all, younger too, and so Re-L moves through the racks, finding one or two with hems slightly too long, but putting them over her arm anyway.

Tailors were a thing, after all. She offers them Iris' way, for now avoiding the racks of black dresses for both of their sakes. ]


Try these on. They're a little longer but there's tailors around here that can fix them.. I think a good bit will be too short for me in heels, so at the very least I'll be looking one up for posterity's sake..
realimperfect: (they can't believe I made you weak)

[personal profile] realimperfect 2017-08-01 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)

It's not all bad, admittedly. If I wasn't challenge I would've gotten bored and stopped showing up by now. [ Well, maybe. The fact stood that she'd been training the best she knew how, but had also been going a little bit wild with the food stuffs since she was back in a place with actual food. Bajikan except constantly.

Still, the offer to have him let up is admirable, enough to spark a little bit of one of those sideways smiles in the older woman. ]
I appreciate it, but I really don't have a problem with telling him when I've had enough.

[ The virtues of being allowed to tell anyone anything she wanted for the first decade of her life, really. Shopping with anyone but Iggy was a rarity for Re-L prior to being here, but she appreciates Iris' vigor. It helps to make everything, even her, feel a bit more lively about shopping. ]

If fighting in it is your thing.. [ She's a little bemused, at that, unsure how to take Iris when she's talking fighting in a more formal dress. ]

The only problem with having so much leg is that, eventually, most things just tend to look a little too short on you. Well, put it this way, a little too short for an occasion. [ Considering she doesn't seem to have a problem with shorts at the moment to avoid the heat, no matter how short they appear on her long frame. ]

I'll try them, anyway. Most long dresses would have to be made longer, too, so i think either way I'm doomed to edit something.