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Hey, Good Looking!
WHO: Lita Kino, OPEN
WHAT: Lita's still getting used to this place, and could stand to make some newCR friends. She can cook! She can clean! She can shoot fire out of her hands! She's still getting used to that last one.
WHEN: October 17th
WHERE: All over Aqures Ixen!
Grocery Store
One would think that with that many ingredients stocked into her woven wicker basket that Lita was feeding a small army. But nope! It was just Usagi and herself, and given Usagi's appetite as well as Lita's own high metabolism, they could put away quite a bit between them. Besides, it was important to keep a fully stocked kitchen just in case they got any unexpected visitors.
Bags of rice, different cuts of meat, fresh fruits and vegetables, and a riot of tiny spice containers were loaded into her basket, hanging on her arm as if it weighed nothing at all.
Stopping at the baker's stand, she silently weighed the pros and cons of buying a loaf of bread instead of just making it herself. She supposed it would save a lot of time, especially since she needed to dedicate a few hours to her training. Besides, that smell of a crusty fresh-baked loaf was heavenly. With a smile she exchanged a few gil and wedged the bread into her basket as well.
Spotting her was easy enough, for she was still pretty tall for a fifteen-year-old girl. She would be mulling over some produce, or maybe even staring longingly at the fresh cut roses for sale at the flower cart. Hmmmm... She preferred to grow her own, but all of her flowers were back home. A bouquet could add a nice splash of color to their house, she decided, and ordered a dozen of mixed orange and yellow sweet-smelling blooms.
* * * * *
Training Hall
With dinner simmering over the lowest heat setting on the stove at home, Lita could spend the better part of her afternoon at the training hall. She kind of wanted to grab someone by the arm and drag them into the room with her for some sparring, but she felt oddly shy about it. There still weren't very many people she knew, and though she scanned the faces she passed on the way to the training hall, she didn't recognize anyone.
Maybe that was for the best? She was still learning to use her body properly with her new jobs equipped. Lita knew for sure she could take more damage before, but something about this place made her a lot slower than usual. Her strength was still there; if anything she felt even stronger than usual, and her punches and kicks could probably wreck someone who went up against her. But Kukeiko had warned her that monks were weak against magic attacks, and with the Fire Bender paired with it, ice and water spells could easily be her downfall.
She'd have to check out the blacksmith's shop later and see if there was anything she could buy to help with that. Monks couldn't wear any sort of armor, but some sort of magic pendant wouldn't count as armor, right? Or did it?
Lita sighed, cinching her cloth belt around her waist as she took her position on the mat and moved into her stretches. There was still a lot to learn about this place, especially when it came to combat. She was determined to protect her world, though, so if that meant knuckling down and studying how to be the best fighter she could be, then she'd do it!
Limbered up, she bounced a few times on the balls of her feet, then advanced on her stationary foe: the sandbag. She jerked up her knee, slamming her shin against the sandbag with a fierce blow before pivoting and driving her elbow into it with a follow-up attack.
* * * * *
Chocobo Farm
So these were chocobos, huh? Lita leaned against the outside of the corral, arms folded under her chin as she watched the birds wander around the field, scratching at the ground and fluffing their wings.
"Gosh, they're really cute," she grinned to herself. It was kinda peaceful just watching them. So this was how people moved around, huh? Eventually she'd have to learn how to ride one of these guys, especially if she wanted to leave the city in any other fashion that didn't involve airships.
Sure would be awful if she found out she was too heavy for them to carry, though. She was tall and muscular, there was no way she'd make it as a jockey. She'd never had a pet before, either. So should she get one of her own? Just keep renting one whenever she needed a ride?
And would she ever get a chance to see a good-looking farmhand hanging around the place and working shirtless?
WHAT: Lita's still getting used to this place, and could stand to make some new
WHEN: October 17th
WHERE: All over Aqures Ixen!
Grocery Store
One would think that with that many ingredients stocked into her woven wicker basket that Lita was feeding a small army. But nope! It was just Usagi and herself, and given Usagi's appetite as well as Lita's own high metabolism, they could put away quite a bit between them. Besides, it was important to keep a fully stocked kitchen just in case they got any unexpected visitors.
Bags of rice, different cuts of meat, fresh fruits and vegetables, and a riot of tiny spice containers were loaded into her basket, hanging on her arm as if it weighed nothing at all.
Stopping at the baker's stand, she silently weighed the pros and cons of buying a loaf of bread instead of just making it herself. She supposed it would save a lot of time, especially since she needed to dedicate a few hours to her training. Besides, that smell of a crusty fresh-baked loaf was heavenly. With a smile she exchanged a few gil and wedged the bread into her basket as well.
Spotting her was easy enough, for she was still pretty tall for a fifteen-year-old girl. She would be mulling over some produce, or maybe even staring longingly at the fresh cut roses for sale at the flower cart. Hmmmm... She preferred to grow her own, but all of her flowers were back home. A bouquet could add a nice splash of color to their house, she decided, and ordered a dozen of mixed orange and yellow sweet-smelling blooms.
* * * * *
Training Hall
With dinner simmering over the lowest heat setting on the stove at home, Lita could spend the better part of her afternoon at the training hall. She kind of wanted to grab someone by the arm and drag them into the room with her for some sparring, but she felt oddly shy about it. There still weren't very many people she knew, and though she scanned the faces she passed on the way to the training hall, she didn't recognize anyone.
Maybe that was for the best? She was still learning to use her body properly with her new jobs equipped. Lita knew for sure she could take more damage before, but something about this place made her a lot slower than usual. Her strength was still there; if anything she felt even stronger than usual, and her punches and kicks could probably wreck someone who went up against her. But Kukeiko had warned her that monks were weak against magic attacks, and with the Fire Bender paired with it, ice and water spells could easily be her downfall.
She'd have to check out the blacksmith's shop later and see if there was anything she could buy to help with that. Monks couldn't wear any sort of armor, but some sort of magic pendant wouldn't count as armor, right? Or did it?
Lita sighed, cinching her cloth belt around her waist as she took her position on the mat and moved into her stretches. There was still a lot to learn about this place, especially when it came to combat. She was determined to protect her world, though, so if that meant knuckling down and studying how to be the best fighter she could be, then she'd do it!
Limbered up, she bounced a few times on the balls of her feet, then advanced on her stationary foe: the sandbag. She jerked up her knee, slamming her shin against the sandbag with a fierce blow before pivoting and driving her elbow into it with a follow-up attack.
* * * * *
Chocobo Farm
So these were chocobos, huh? Lita leaned against the outside of the corral, arms folded under her chin as she watched the birds wander around the field, scratching at the ground and fluffing their wings.
"Gosh, they're really cute," she grinned to herself. It was kinda peaceful just watching them. So this was how people moved around, huh? Eventually she'd have to learn how to ride one of these guys, especially if she wanted to leave the city in any other fashion that didn't involve airships.
Sure would be awful if she found out she was too heavy for them to carry, though. She was tall and muscular, there was no way she'd make it as a jockey. She'd never had a pet before, either. So should she get one of her own? Just keep renting one whenever she needed a ride?
And would she ever get a chance to see a good-looking farmhand hanging around the place and working shirtless?
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[She didn't even hear this hunky guy come in, and that's not like her at all not to notice a total hottie. She rushes over to him, looking him over with genuine concern.]
Sorry about that, I don't know my own strength yet. Are you all right? Let me see.
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[He gets up, and
shoujo sparkles emergesmiles.]That's quite a punch there! We could use someone like you when we go out on missions.
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Wow, he's so dreamy...
[NO DON'T SAY THAT OUT LOUD! She can't even compare him to her old boyfriend, he looks more like a prince that waltzed out of the pages of a fairy tale. Quickly she shakes her head.]
You really think so? Most people get freaked out when they see how strong I am.
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[he glances to the side.]
In any case, it's something to consider. We could always use a hand.
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[She's hanging on his every word. He can't be too much older than she is...old enough that he probably wouldn't ask her out now, but a worthy investment for the future!]
Well gee, when you put it like that, it's hard to say no! What was it you needed?
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Oh, uh, no! I'm not uncomfortable. It's just...different. In a good way!
[She fidgets a little with a starry-eyed smile.]
I hope you don't do ask this of all the other girls~
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[smirk]