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Feb catch all
Who: Mikasa and you
When: Early month
Where: Around~
What: Shopping, working, working out, questioning everything in life that led her to this.
Warnings: Slight body horror for one of the full moon prompts but otherwise, they'll be added as needed.
Getting that cash (potential cw for the poor feeties)
[Normally money wasn't a thing Mikasa cared for. She got her basic meals and housing by living in the barracks back on Paradis. She'd long since learned not to be a picky eater.
Even if she'd earned a wage, she'd rarely spent it. There was a time, when she was still growing. Where she'd had to deal with sleeves being just a little too short, the shoulders of her shirts being just a little too tight and having to save to get new clothes because there wasn't any more fabric to let out. Those had been the most expensive purchases.
Even with the rent not being an issue at the cottage. They'd need money for food. They'd need some changes of clothes.
Mikasa was glad these people were...lax when it came to hiring. She didn't have any paperwork. But neither of the places that had let her help out had needed anything. Which was surprising. But looking around, they did seem short. So Mikasa could be found at Corn off the Cob. Getting what the doctors asked for, literally just picking up and carrying patients that couldn't walk.
She even helped out with the surgeries. Not a lot, she wasn't a doctor. But she'd seen enough that the feet weren't that bad.]
Shopping, the clothes situation is pretty dire
[With some money in her pockets it was time to get some things. The first thing she grabs is a big bag of oats. Porridge was good, cheap and filling. She could live off that for a while(Sorry Trucy). Then it was on to othermore fun things. Like dealing with clothes. She only had a shirt and trousers that had been covered in dust to the point that they might never be truly clean again.
The first thing is underwear. That was kind of a necessity. As soon as that was out of the way she was getting a coat.
It was a drab olive thing. Not that she really cared. It was definitely from the men's section, but it was warm and cheap, even if it was a little big.
Then it was the not so important things. She had a pretty clear list in her head, some more shirts, trousers, something she could train in, maybe a skirt if it wasn't too cold. Everything she was looking at was pretty plain. But the occasional thing, got hauled out and just stared at for a moment.
Like a button up shirt that was missing one sleeve and a shoulder. Mikasa just blinks at that.]
This looks like something after a fight...
[Yeahh, that's going back. And the next thing... Was a jumper that appeared to be missing it's back?? ? ? That's just going back without a comment. Next!
...It started looking decent. Up until she realised the buttons on this shirt only went to her waist, letting the shirt open after that.]
...Maybe I should try somewhere else.
Get fit, get hit
[With workout clothes obtained. Shorts and a vest. She could do things without messing up her normal clothes. She hadn't been losing her edge, it'd take a lot more than a few days without keeping up her routine for that.
For a while she does the basics in her room at the cottage, but that really wasn't big enough. And she didn't want to risk shoving her fist through a wall. But it was too cold to go outside. So it takes Mikasa a few days. But she finds a training area. It's different to the old stone walls she was used to, but familiar enough. It doesn't take her long to get into a routine of sit-ups, push ups and shadow boxing. Actually beating up a punching bag when one was free.
Some of the stranger things in the room get a blank stare. But Mikasa didn't know how to use it. So she was mostly going to mind her own business. Even if the training mats got a longing look for a moment before she went back to her reps.]
Full Moon - IT BEGINS (cw- some body horror and blood)
[It starts like any other day here had done for Mikasa. Work, exercise, try to work out more about what was going on.
But as the day progresses. She gets...Itchy... She couldn't stop herself from scratching at her arms. But there wasn't anything there. It's during her time at the gym that she finds a reason. And she hates it. Because while she's stretching she reaches behind her to scratch at her back. And she feels something. A lump. Except it's too solid to be skin and it felt more like something was attached. Her nails dragged slightly at the skin near it, leaving small welts.
Then her fingers catch under its edge and it starts to pry away.
It's then that Mikasa stops. Feeling a small trickle of blood starting to work it's way down her back where the dark, almost translucent shard had been pulled away. She's still for a moment, slowly looking at her hand and bloodstained fingers. Before slowly turning to someone who didn't seem too busy. Or someone who'd noticed her bleeding enough to stop.]
Could you look at my back?
[She's just going to say it. This is fine.]
Full Moon 9th- Fairy Hour
[It's late. It's very late, when the moon was high in the sky. And something just makes her wake up and leave the house. Not even stopping long enough to grab a coat. Mikasa was drifting, not heading in any particular place. The faint sweet scent of flowers following her.
Occasionally she stops to just stare at the moon. Her arms hanging limply at her side. Unblinking. For a while... Her pupils expanding until the whites of her eyes were no longer visible. Then she just tilts her head, and watching it again, still not blinking. People who linger nearby too long will have the joy or her turning her gaze to them. Wut you looking at huh?]
Obligatory wildcard prompt
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When: Early month
Where: Around~
What: Shopping, working, working out, questioning everything in life that led her to this.
Warnings: Slight body horror for one of the full moon prompts but otherwise, they'll be added as needed.
Getting that cash (potential cw for the poor feeties)
[Normally money wasn't a thing Mikasa cared for. She got her basic meals and housing by living in the barracks back on Paradis. She'd long since learned not to be a picky eater.
Even if she'd earned a wage, she'd rarely spent it. There was a time, when she was still growing. Where she'd had to deal with sleeves being just a little too short, the shoulders of her shirts being just a little too tight and having to save to get new clothes because there wasn't any more fabric to let out. Those had been the most expensive purchases.
Even with the rent not being an issue at the cottage. They'd need money for food. They'd need some changes of clothes.
Mikasa was glad these people were...lax when it came to hiring. She didn't have any paperwork. But neither of the places that had let her help out had needed anything. Which was surprising. But looking around, they did seem short. So Mikasa could be found at Corn off the Cob. Getting what the doctors asked for, literally just picking up and carrying patients that couldn't walk.
She even helped out with the surgeries. Not a lot, she wasn't a doctor. But she'd seen enough that the feet weren't that bad.]
Shopping, the clothes situation is pretty dire
[With some money in her pockets it was time to get some things. The first thing she grabs is a big bag of oats. Porridge was good, cheap and filling. She could live off that for a while(Sorry Trucy). Then it was on to other
The first thing is underwear. That was kind of a necessity. As soon as that was out of the way she was getting a coat.
It was a drab olive thing. Not that she really cared. It was definitely from the men's section, but it was warm and cheap, even if it was a little big.
Then it was the not so important things. She had a pretty clear list in her head, some more shirts, trousers, something she could train in, maybe a skirt if it wasn't too cold. Everything she was looking at was pretty plain. But the occasional thing, got hauled out and just stared at for a moment.
Like a button up shirt that was missing one sleeve and a shoulder. Mikasa just blinks at that.]
This looks like something after a fight...
[Yeahh, that's going back. And the next thing... Was a jumper that appeared to be missing it's back?? ? ? That's just going back without a comment. Next!
...It started looking decent. Up until she realised the buttons on this shirt only went to her waist, letting the shirt open after that.]
...Maybe I should try somewhere else.
Get fit, get hit
[With workout clothes obtained. Shorts and a vest. She could do things without messing up her normal clothes. She hadn't been losing her edge, it'd take a lot more than a few days without keeping up her routine for that.
For a while she does the basics in her room at the cottage, but that really wasn't big enough. And she didn't want to risk shoving her fist through a wall. But it was too cold to go outside. So it takes Mikasa a few days. But she finds a training area. It's different to the old stone walls she was used to, but familiar enough. It doesn't take her long to get into a routine of sit-ups, push ups and shadow boxing. Actually beating up a punching bag when one was free.
Some of the stranger things in the room get a blank stare. But Mikasa didn't know how to use it. So she was mostly going to mind her own business. Even if the training mats got a longing look for a moment before she went back to her reps.]
Full Moon - IT BEGINS (cw- some body horror and blood)
[It starts like any other day here had done for Mikasa. Work, exercise, try to work out more about what was going on.
But as the day progresses. She gets...Itchy... She couldn't stop herself from scratching at her arms. But there wasn't anything there. It's during her time at the gym that she finds a reason. And she hates it. Because while she's stretching she reaches behind her to scratch at her back. And she feels something. A lump. Except it's too solid to be skin and it felt more like something was attached. Her nails dragged slightly at the skin near it, leaving small welts.
Then her fingers catch under its edge and it starts to pry away.
It's then that Mikasa stops. Feeling a small trickle of blood starting to work it's way down her back where the dark, almost translucent shard had been pulled away. She's still for a moment, slowly looking at her hand and bloodstained fingers. Before slowly turning to someone who didn't seem too busy. Or someone who'd noticed her bleeding enough to stop.]
Could you look at my back?
[She's just going to say it. This is fine.]
Full Moon 9th- Fairy Hour
[It's late. It's very late, when the moon was high in the sky. And something just makes her wake up and leave the house. Not even stopping long enough to grab a coat. Mikasa was drifting, not heading in any particular place. The faint sweet scent of flowers following her.
Occasionally she stops to just stare at the moon. Her arms hanging limply at her side. Unblinking. For a while... Her pupils expanding until the whites of her eyes were no longer visible. Then she just tilts her head, and watching it again, still not blinking. People who linger nearby too long will have the joy or her turning her gaze to them. Wut you looking at huh?]
Obligatory wildcard prompt
[Got something else in mind or want to plan something out?