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Who: Azura + open
When: latter half of Septeril
Where: all over Aefenglom
What: Some part-time job stuff, some bond-searching stuff
Warnings: mild nsfw on the Victorious Secret prompt, otherwise none

I. part-time jobs
[ With the everything that's been going on, lately, Azura decides to keep herself busy. Less time to think and worry. So once she gets back Dorchacht, she almost immediately signs up for two part-time jobs, enough to fill her schedule without being an overload. ]

a - Snapped String
[ Well, it's...not a singing job, but it's music, so she'll take it. She doesn't actually know how to play any instruments, though, so it's a learning experience. She's taken to tuning lutes in particular, being the sort of instruments she's heard the most, gently, vocalizing the notes as they come and noting any inconsistencies. Out of any of the places Azura spends her day, she seems to be the happiest here, and you may catch her singing a song or two. ]

b - Victorious Secret
[ Here's another thing Azura is good at: keeping a straight face when things get completely and utterly ridiculous. Which helps, because she's there during its busiest hours and in various forms of what this shop considers "dress." If anyone approaches her, she speaks up: ]

If you want to buy something, you'll have to check with the clerk. I'm just a model. Though, I think this one is on the affordable end...? It's a three-in-one potion.

[ She tugs on the end of her nightgown, which is just barely that...all while looking like this is normal and she's discussing tuning lutes and not racy clothes. ]

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II - around the Haven
[ She's had a feeling she knows why she's been feeling sick lately. The restlessness, the snappishness, the headaches, dear gods, she's never had headaches this bad or this frequent before. Eventually, it gets too much for even Azura to withstand, so on the last day of Septeril, she takes a short trip to the hospital. But, well, she gets a confirmation it's not sickness exactly, and there's not much they can do for her. So Azura heads home, taking the long way back to the Haven.

So, bonds. She doesn't have one, doesn't know where to get one, and has no one to ask about getting one. What is she supposed to do? Talk to people, make some friends, she guesses, but that's pulling her out of every comfort zone she has. She's largely kept to herself the whole time she's been here, so of course she needs to start doing something now, as soon as possible, before she accidentally blows something--or someone, or herself--up. But thinking about that makes her nervous, enough to make her start walking faster, and then her head starts to ache again, and when she closes her eyes to block out the light, there's a cracking sound.

It takes her a moment or two to peel her eyes open again.

A nearby tree took the brunt of the "static", a wave of uncontrolled magic making a dent in the bark and blackening it. It wasn't a serious hit, but the damage to the tree is noticeable, and was loud enough to alert someone in the vicinity. ]

I, um--

[ She looks around. Nobody saw that, right? But if she sees someone nearby, she averts her eyes and pulls her cloak's hood up over her. ]

....what--what do I do? I--

[ .......... ]

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(( For the second prompt, this is a sort of putting out feelers if anyone is interested in doing bond stuff with Azura in the next month or so, or sooner, as she's starting to get the more intense symptoms of being a bondless witch. I don't have any options OOCly so I'm game for anyone in her general age range (she's 19).

Feel free to pm me or hit me up at

hakurei if you want a custom prompt or wanna discuss any of this o/ ))

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[Natsuru's another of the models/testers working today. While she's still clearly pretty self-conscious in the skimpy little wisps of fabric the potions seemed to like to stick her with, she's learned to hold herself with enough confidence to disguise exactly how flustered she could get.

Azura, on the other hand, seems perfectly normal and at ease, even in this situation. She's so impressed that, between customers approaching them to ask questions about the potions, she lets a thought slip out.]

You're... really good at this.

[Don't mind her suddenly averting her eyes a bit. She just happened to realize she was looking Azura up and down in that barely-there nightgown, and the last thing she wants is to stare too much.]

...am I?

[ blink blink ]

I've never had a job in sales before.

[ azura that's not what she means........... ]

I, um... I'm not sure how much of a job like this is really... sales...

[She's blushing, but surprisingly not because of her own or the other girl's outfits. Saying that has forced her to think what she would actually consider this job. Beyond just testing, they're also there to be looked at as examples of the product, and maybe give testimonials - more living advertisements than salespeople.]

You just... well... you look incredible... and comfortable, even wearing something like this in front of people...

[She hadn't been doing so bad herself, though her apparent (partial) confidence is cracking just a little bit the more she thinks about why she's impressed by Azura.]

Oh.

[ she thinks about this for a moment ]

Well, I used to dance professionally. For theaters and the like. Most of the costumes I've worn have been fairly showy, so I suppose I'm just used to wearing this sort of clothing.

[ FE dancer outfits are ridiculous]

[They sure are. And Natsuru might be getting a more-or-less accurate mental image from the way Azura describes it. Try as she might not to, she lets her eyes wander down to take in Azura in the nightgown again.]

So you'd... perform, kinda like this?

[The flush of her cheeks flares up again, and her eyes shift away briefly in an attempt to refocus. After a moment, she lifts her gaze to look Azura in the eyes again.]

I guess... this is easier, huh? We just have to kind of... stand around, and maybe answer questions.

[Both jobs still involve being looked at while wearing very little, though.]

[ a nod ]

I'm not much for customer service, truthfully. But it's reading from a script either way.

[ a musical versus...How Can I Help You Today ]

Well, I still think you're pretty good...

[She awkwardly rubs at the back of her neck, still kind of embarrassed but also getting to feel a little more comfortable with this girl the more they talk.]

I don't know why I keep ending up modeling clothes in this place.

[Dazai shouldn't really be out and about during the day, but he hasn't been feeling well emotionally, and has decided to go and attempt to get a pick-me-up in some capacity. Not to get food, or drink -- those are off limits to him now, as a vampire.

But music is always pleasant.

He catches a glimpse of a familiar face and waves, though his expression appears distant, almost.]

Music truly soothes the soul, does it not?

How long have you been working here?

Around a week, now.

[ she plucks at the strings as she talks. Azura....very obviously only has a week's worth of experience playing a lute, but she's trying. ]

Are you looking for something soothing? My instrument-playing isn't in that field, unfortunately.

[Sitting down on the closest chair, he scoots closer to her without even paying any mind to the obnoxious squeaking the wood against wood is causing.]

Well, I think you're doing a lovely job for only having a week's experience. [He wiggles his fingers in front of his face.]

I have slender fingers. Do you think I'd be able to play something?

Thank you. I wish I could find a job more suitable to my talents, but theater seems to be banned in this city, for some reason.

[ the fuck happened there ]

You're asking the wrong person, I'm afraid. But I believe the piano is one of the more beginner-friendly instruments...?

Theater is banned? [That ... comes as a surprise, considering how it seems so commonplace of a thing to be missing from a city.] That makes no sense at all. Especially since there's a library here, so it's not as if information is banned. [He supposes a show could be a 'stealthier' way of giving out information, if need be.]

Are you sure it's not that no one has bothered to form a theater group, yet?

[A pause and a nod.]

I could always just press on some keys and see what comes of it, then!

[ shaking her head ] No. I found out when I was looking for a job. There was some sort of incident in a theater before, so the city simply banned it from there on out. Truly ridiculous.

[ a pause ]

Mmm. This one should be tuned properly, if you'd like to give it a go.

[Incident...

That makes him wonder what could have happened to warrant such a knee-jerk response, but he won't press further. He's distracted by the allure of those ivory keys, anyway, as evidenced by how quickly he moves to seat himself upon the bench.

He cracks his knuckles and hits a few keys, almost instantly warranting a loud, echoing sound to overtake the entire room.]

I was just warming up! [He says, but --

He isn't really well-versed in this sort of thing.]

...how did you even manage to make that sound?

[ DO PIANOS EVEN SCREECH. IS DAZAI JUST THAT BAD. ]

Are you alright, young lady?

[Someone did see that, but is hardly concerned about the tree or the noise. It's surely had worse than a little static.]

[ Does she look alright, Mr. McCool?

Her hands are shaking and she keeps looking between him and the tree. ]

I...I don't know...

[Not so much...

He reaches out a hand to steady her.]

Do you live far from here? I'll escort you home.

Don't--!

[ She shrinks away and takes a step back ]

Please don't, I don't...need someone to walk me home, it's fine.

There's no need to be shy, it's really no trouble at all.

[He lets her pull away, but stays close just in case she does need assistance.]

Please, allow me to help you.

I don't...you're not...

[ Azura grips her cloak tighter and backs up even more ]

I can't just go home, now! Don't you understand what that was?

[He looks from her back to the tree. Okay, he actually has a pretty good guess what that was but still...]

But if not to your home, then where? The coven perhaps?

[Either way he can't leave a lady in distress on her own.]

Maybe. I don't know. I...excuse me.

[ she's just gonna. turn around and walk back. if he wants to follow. ]

[Naturally he follows.]

Well, wherever you're bound for, I'll see you get there safely.

[Yep, Alphys is definitely, completely outclassed here. She feels like the only non-musician who took the job offer, and she sheepishly plinks away on a piano as Azura finishes a song.]

W-wow, you're, uh, pretty good!

[This is her attempt at small talk.]

[ There's a moment of confusion on her face when Alphys talks, because uh...is that a bipedal lizard wearing glasses? But Azura brushes it off soon after, because clearly this lady is just someone fully transformed into their monster mode??

Anyhow. ]

I'm assuming you don't mean my mediocre lute-playing? Thank you.

[omg how many times does she have to tell people she's not a dragon!]

The lute...? Oh, no, I mean your singing! N-n-not that your lute playing is bad or anything!

[Two sentences into this conversation and Alphys already has her foot in her mouth, good job.]

[ alphys she literally just called her own lute-playing bad ]

On the contrary, my playing is still quite dreadful. But again, thank you. There don't seem to be any jobs suitable for a singer in this city, but instrument-tuning is interesting on its own.

Edited 2019-09-25 02:23 (UTC)

[She called it mediocre! That's totally different!]

Y-yeah, you know, me and my friend noticed that when we arrived. This place isn't really big on theater, huh?

[ a frown ]

No. I noticed that. Something big happened to cause the ban, but I wasn't able to find out what.

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