[center][h2][i]Miyuki no Suzuyami[/i][/h2][/center] [b] Locationn:[/b] Umbra Rose Condos, Bldg #1, Miyuki & Yumeiko's apartment, Miyuki's room -> Bldg #1 Cafeteria [b]Time of Day:[/b] Late Afternoon [b]Relevant Cast:[/b] [@CitrusArms] Yumeiko, Everyone in Building #1 Cafeteria. [hr] [color=violet]"Hey now~!"[/color] Miyuki laughed as the smaller fox blowed on her face. [color=violet]"That tickles, you little vixen. Trying to sedice me, are we? Well, take [i]this![/i]"[/color] With fingers of inhuman dexterity (because she issn't human), Miyuki's fingers slid down to Yumeiko's side and began to mercilessly tickle the other girl in retribution for her attempts at being a sultry minx. [b]That[/b] was Miyuki's role, after all! However, the fun times were soon interupted by a sudden reminder of reality's cruelties. [b][i]RrRrrrRRRRrRrrroorrwrrwrgrrrrl~![/i][/b] It appeared that a certain part of Miyuki was just not having any of this nonsense and would no longer remain ignored. The black-haired lady flopped over to one side on the bed, in an epically drama queen-like fainting move. Worthy of an Oscar, really. With a hand on her forehead and a face that would make anyone kneel down and offer her the world on a silver platter, if only she would smile again, the fox sighed melancholically. [color=violet]"Alas, this cruel fate of mine... Here I wither, with not but love to fill my stomach~"[/Color] She sighed again, though this time less exaggeratedly and dramatic, and more just out of annoyance. Then, she sat back up on her keister, scooched on next to Yumeiko, grabbed the other fox by the arm and said, with eyes staring into her fellow fox's. [color=violet]"No, but really. I need food. Let's go."[/color] With a speed usually not seen in the elder fox, she was on her feet, and Yumeiko was yanked along - whether the golden haired fox liked it or not. Arms locked, tails entwined, taking a whiff of her favorite's shampoo'd hair, and they were off! Out of the room, through the hallway of their apartment and to the door. The door, leading out into the compex. The complex where blooduscking midgets and snarling wolf-amazonesses dwelled. Ye gods! What terrors this brave woman of culture would dare feace in order to find sustenance! [center][i]A short walk down the stairs later...[/i][/center] Late to the party, but fashinably so, the two japanese monsters entered the den of eatings. There was a sizable gathering of folks here already - some of who weren't even residents of building 1, althoguh Miyuki had no such knowledge - after all, she hardly knew any of the neighbours. Speaking of neighbours, there was the bug-man from this morning, the one who'd spoken with the cute horse-girl. The dark fox hadn't had a chance to speak with him before he'd retired. And there... Was the snarling savage who'd beaten her neck-biting assailant. Yup. That sure was her. Looking like she'd done nothing to nobody and chatting away happily as if her paws (hands?) weren't used just hours ago to rip someone a new orifice. Miyuki wrinkled her brow at the sight of the crazy-pants wolf-woman. Hopefully, she'd not notice the pair. There were some others too... Like a middle-easter-looking man.. Who... Smelled.... [b][i]AWFUL![/i][/b] What [b][i]was[/i][/b] that!? How was that?! What in the seven hells and nine heavens could possibly cause something, someone, to smell this [b]horrid[/b]? This wasn't just [i]bad[/i], this was a stench that transcended all logic and rationale! It was like a tyre-fire had had a baby with a bloated rotten corpse, while bathing in swamp water and eating raw sewage - and that [b][i]still[/i][/b] wasn't an apt or close enough description to whatever pungent aroma this individual was giving off. In a rare moment of utter lack of politeness, and spurred by self-preservation, Miyuki raised her free hand to coveer her mouth and nose as the duo passed by the stinking source of unbearable odors. This was someone she wanted [i]nothing[/i] to do with, that's for sure! Not unless he took a bath! A really long, thorough bath. In vineager. Next up on the list wa-- [i]Oh great...![/i] It was [b][i]her[/i][/b]. The [b]offender[/b]. The villain. The one who had dare to blemish the impeccable skin of this delicate and frail maiden, pure as snow and innocent like the lamb. She was sitting at a table, facing... An old man... Had... Had she seen him before? She couldn't reclal. He looked a bit familiar... But then again, all old men looked the same, more or less. They seemed to be engaged in some sort of game... It looked simialr to shogi, though with more elaborate pieces to move. Was it some kind of westernized version of the board game? No, that wasn't important! The important thing was that the neck-biting shrew was here! In [b]iher[/b] dining hall! Nonchalantly playing [i]games[/i] of all things! The nerve of this wench! [i][b]How dare she!?[/b][/i] Miyuki growled slightly in a very low tone, while briefly narrowing her eyes at the culprit in question. But 'twas but for a moment. She turned ehr head instead to Yumeiko, who was a far more lovely and pleasant sight to look at anyway. [color=violet]"So, dearest one. What would you like to eat tonight? I hear the chef here is quite skilled, allegedly~"[/color] Some of Miyuki's tails began to wag slightly, possibly intrigued and looking forward to tasting actual cooking that wasn't just, y'know, breakfast. ... However, there seemed to be some kind of ruckus over at the kitchen. A pig-looking fellow was waving his arms, and kitchen wares, around in a dangeorus fashion while seemingly scolding a much larger, brutish, and thick-looking sort of person. The fox wasn't familiar with either of these two either. Hopefully, nothing bad had happened to the kitchen or the food there-within. After all, the line was almost all but gone at this point, so if they couldn't get any food...! ... [i]Heads would roll...[/i] [hr][hr] [hider=TL;DR:] [list][*]Miyuki fooled around with Yumeiko for a bit in her room. Then realized she was too hungry to ignore it. [*]The pair left their apartment and went to the Building 1 cafeteria. [*]Miyuki took stock of the people present, and judged them internally. [*]She also noticed there was some kind of commotion at the kitchen.[/list][/hider]