( open ) march catch all

[cranekin]

WHO: Tsurumaru and you
WHAT: Museum lore, civilian shenanigans, and collecting sword friends
WHERE: Misc.
WHEN: March
WARNINGS: N/A for now

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[cranekin]

Would you like one that lasts forever?

(He wonders...)

[wheft]

Who wouldn't? Nothing lasts forever, so you may as well get the ones that last a little longer.

[ it's a simple enough answer, and yet... ]

[cranekin]

If that's what you'd like...

(He's going to start coming around the counter to get some of those modified flowers now if she insists!!!)

[wheft]

[ that's the thing. she doesn't really know. but it's too late to stop him, so she's going to watch him fuss over his latest project. ]

...Has anyone bought those flowers, though? [ the real ones, she means. ] I don't think the price is worth it, either.

[cranekin]

Not yet. I think most are waiting for them to wake up.

(And bloom a little more. Then they'll be preserved at their most beautiful for as long as possible. )

I agree. The price is much too high. Most people wouldn't be able to afford them at all... why not a discount? A special "comrades" one.

[wheft]

A discount? You sure?

[ hmm. she ducks her head a bit. ]

Put it on me first, see if it looks good on me.

[cranekin]

I'm sure.

(Absolutely and he gently drops the crown on her head. He won't touch her but he will adjust the crown just slightly so it sits at the best angle,)

Ah, I don't have a mirror... maybe a picture will do?

(Like a selfie to show how it looks? Or maybe she has a mirror...)

[wheft]

I don't have a mirror with me, either...

[ and it's impossible to take selfies with oculars, so - ]

Maybe you take the picture and send it to me?

[cranekin]

(He holds up his hands in front of him, making a "box" with his thumb and index fingers to make the shape of a camera in front of him. This makes it seem a little less awkward, right? Otherwise, he'd just be staring at her...)

Smile.

(And he'll move his fingers to show when he takes a picture. Once and twice. Because you always need another picture in case the first is no good, right?)

[wheft]

[ and she does. just a small one though - wouldn't want to blow his mind right away. ]

...Do I look okay?

[ when was the last time she smiled for the camera? she didn't even do it when march asked... ]

[cranekin]

(He looks over the picture and they both look fine! But he sends them over to Ishmael instantly,)

Beautiful. Like a warm field.

(One illuminated by the light of a setting or rising sun.)

You should keep the pictures too.

(With the crown.)

[wheft]

[ ...oh. that's so unexpected. she tries to wave that aside, but there's no hiding the slight blush on her cheeks. one day she'll get used to being complimented for her looks. ]

Oh, uh. Sure.

[ that's another photo down. wonder if there are printing places still around, so that she can put that alongside the one march took of her. ]

How much do I have to pay, then?

[cranekin]

(He points outside the store with his thumb,)

Down the street, there's a shop. They sell a "short strawberry cake" and an "iced royal milk tea."

(The total is a little under a thousand kryptos. )

I think that would be a fair trade.

[wheft]

...You just want me to go on a snack run for you??

[ bro.......... ]

[cranekin]

Have you ever been? It's really good.

(Like, really. And he's serious.)

[wheft]

You act like you never had strawberry cake before...

[ though it's not like ishmael could afford the simplest of indulgences back home due to the stuff she had to go through first, so. hmm. ]

Fine. Wait here.

[ she runs out and visits the other shop. it's a bit of a wait, but she does come back with a tiny box containing a slice of cake like he ordered, and two milk teas. the other one's for her. ]

Will this suffice?

[cranekin]

(SHE REALLY GOT IT... stop, he's practically sparkling over it,)

Mhm.

(He nods and offers out the crown as a very fair trade!!)

The best short strawberry cake and one iced royal milk tea in the city for one flower crown.

(Is anyone going to tell him it's called a strawberry shortcake and not a short strawberry cake....)

[wheft]

[ he's got the spirit, at least....... ]

I still don't think that's a fair tradeoff, but...

[ shrugs. at least she got wintermelon milk tea out of it, though. yum.

she's going to put on the wreath on her head again, making sure it fits right and that it won't fall off. ]

Well, thanks. I'll see you around, then?

[ 'cause she's gonna hover outta here with high spirits. ]