Ruri

Sitting in a cafe, it was eight am. Haine sitting across from her. They talk about random stuff, laugh a bit. Ruri mentions that her and Eruda were yet again unable to hit Rai with a snowball and they were out there for hours trying but nothing came of it besides being pelted back. Even mentioned the snow mounted wall that was created but it didn’t make a difference. After about two hours, they go their separate ways. The next stop that had to be made was her house. She wasn’t there yesterday, she lost track of time. Approaching the door, unlocking it, her tiny little friend runs to her f

Another bold attempt as Ruri pounces out of the wall and heaves both in quick succession. They fly true but end up just getting caught in the whirlwind that is Raidou. Without much effort they are returned at a slightly higher reciprocation. The bluenette manages to slide behind cover to avoid one, but another clips her shoulder. "I've been hit, man down." The girl squirrels and acts out falling into the snow. "Carry on without me." Ruri remarks with the full on charade of dying with her tongue poking out and everything. Just like she said, Raidou was an animal when it came to these snowball f

Ruri ducks as the snowball whizzes past overhead, knowing there only bet was to swarm him with them. If they didn't keep up any amount of pressure his defense was basically impregnable. Her round flies out shortly after Eruda's does and her aim was clearly true, but just like the blondes hers is caught easily out of the air. "Son of a..." Is all the manages to get out before she's forced to dive back behind the wall of snow, Raidou wags his finger and pivots on the ice sending the thing back into a pop of the wall. Pieces are carved off from the barricade as it impacts. Dude was absolutely rut

Shoring up against the barricade, she'd look on to watch Eruda slide out from cover and flip out the flimsiest toss that doesn't even clear the 20 or so feet to the guy. Ruri cups a ball of snow in her own right, finding it rather odd that she'd found herself in this situation but has always been up to stick it to the red clad dork. The bluenette moves out and cocks back a round of her own. A twist of her elbow in almost a pseudo baseball pitch sees that little sphere of white fly at a decent velocity. But its longevity left a lot to be desired, the thing lists off hard to the left side and wi

Tilting to one side and back, it clearly had no distinction to be considered an igloo. "Igloo's are made from the ground up, not side by side." The girl looked at her little mound that was slowly being flattened out by the blonde. "Good luck, its damn near impossible. Been trying for years." Ruri goads with the tinge of a taste of truth. On countless occasions she'd tried, and damn near without fail Raidou always seemed to see it coming. With a huff, she'd lean down and begin raking the snow up against the bottom side of the wall. The scent of lemon and licorice would tickle Eruda's nose given

A stark glare toward Raidou, matched with a grin as she'd use two fingers to point to her eyes and back at him. The man would begin to skate around again, as if the veiled threat didn't discourage him at all. "He kinda does. In an ass backwards sort of way." She comments without even giving a thought to the fact she was supposed to be mad. "What is it supposed to be?" Ruri remarks as her attention would shift, Eruda hung up on semantics and back pedaling from the taste of her own foot. "Its just like a...mound?" The bluenette was clearly struggling trying to appear polite, yet the underlying i

The girl starts to run her hand down the lumpy misshapen mass, trying to smooth it down into a ball. Ruri leans down and hefts the smaller ball that Eruda had made on top of her own. The girl begins scooping up handfuls of uncompressed snow and running it through the seams to conjoin the pieces. Once stable, she'd quickly pat together a third smaller one and pop on top of the centered section. Rubbing up and down to allow the friction to melt it just enough to smooth it out. "Fifth wheel? Wouldn't that be third?" she'd pop off trying to keep somewhat tactful for the sake of it. "Please... Don'

The girl sported a rather sour expression, clearly having some hang up given the borderline trick. Raidou always knew how to withhold just the right amount of information to allow one to leap to their own conclusions. Ruri expected a battle, not a snowball fight or whatever. As Eruda would scamper away the warmth of her little fire trick didn't exactly provide any real impression. the bluenette would trace her teeth with her tongue, debating what she should do. A hand pressed into her shoulder causes her to turn to look up at the dude much taller then she was. "You dick." She comments as he ju

A sharp inhale sees the girl stem a bundle of nerves caught in her chest, given the last time she was on this floor she was trapped in much darker thoughts. The message from Rai encouraged her out here, and as of late the guy had been more then his share of supportive. Exhaling in a thick cloud of hot white, the little bluenette would pull her hood up and stuff her hands into her pockets. The cold air burned her nostrils, the orange light in the inn as she passed it by did nothing to persuade her that this was a good idea. All the little things added up to the fact she was a stranger to this w

Tapping her hands together as she'd enter the small store, the girl cradled a tummy a bit thicker then she'd like it to be. Sluggish from an afternoon lunch with her older sister, she'd move toward the back room and start to put down her stuff in a box allotted to her. Adjusting her clothes, taking a thick leather apron and putting her head through the loop, she ties the strings behind her back in a pair of bunny ears. Rounding the corner back into the main storefront, holding the wall as she wrapped it. On her right, the string of empty and filled bottles and jars. The girl unfurls a tiny not

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A bit nervous, she clung to that red robe, hyper sensitive to every bit of movement around her. Shown to the platform, Ruri did as she was asked. "He isn't going to turn into like an enemy or anything, is he?" Immediately on the defensive. Looking back through a pair of lenses, "You'll be fine, I am right here." A harsh swallow, knowing she was being a bit of a baby. "Whatever, if you're so sure. I expect you to deal with it then." A small scattering of pumpkin seeds fall into Oni's palms, and she picks something out that stuck her fancy. A single little flag, unsure what it did, but she wante

Just keep quiet, just keep quiet Rushes through her head, hearing more and more talk within her self induced confinement. It appeared as though no one had discovered her yet, and yet she couldn't be more uncomfortable. Having this many people skittering around was making her skin crawl. She had no way out, no escape until they all left. Stabilizing her breathing through an active method, Ruri starts to attempt to drown them out. She'd not make a sound, though, feeling completely trapped. The girl still couldn't handle this, and it played off terribly every time she'd tried so far. The thumping

The increased volume of a whole smattering of players makes her wish to whisk her way into the small little cranny. Sliding a box slowly as to not draw attention to herself, a small alarm starts to buzz on her HUD. Ruri wigs out and quickly hushes that screaming birdie, hoping that no one else had heard it. It was time for her daily dose, and although she appreciated the reminder, it sucked total ass at the same time. *thunk* as she begins to imbibe it, that sickly greenish mixture tasting super bitter and a little like dish soap. But it did the trick anyway. Tucking it away as she hops into t

Hiding in the back of the guild hall, nestled into the apothecary chamber behind some glimmering glass. Ruri was hoping no one would even realize she was here, this was far too many people for her to slip past. Sliding over to one side, the girl missteps and knocks a vial off the counter. Shit... blows through her head as she drops low beneath the counter, hoping she wasn't noticed. The blunette wasn't ready to be sociable, especially with a whole gaggle of brightly colored and brightly temperamental people. A soft exhalation as she tries to conceal her breathing, keeping her head down and kee