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  • Old Guild Username: Luna Ren
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Status

Recent Statuses

3 yrs ago
Current I’m back.
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5 yrs ago
Loving myself a but more each day
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6 yrs ago
I am back from Hiatus
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7 yrs ago
Had to get a new keyboard for my laptop, I will be getting to all my rps hopefully soon
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7 yrs ago
My rolepaying will be slowing down again due to the fact my alot of my laptop keys don't work right now. Sorry for the inconvenience

Bio

Luna's Profile (Under construction)


Hello! My name is Luna, most who are from the old guild know me as Luna Ren from the guild before the Guildfall. I am still sad about it. I haven't found all the people I did one on one roleplays with, but with this new site, I can create new roleplayers and memories with new people I haven't rp'ed before. I have been a roleplayer for as long as I can remember. I mostly did LARP or tabletop rps, but in the year of 2013, I was introduced to an amazing site called Roleplayer Guild and I have gone so much since then. I have slowly worked my way up from pure one-liners and slowly am working my way into Advanced rping




Posting Schedule

Every other Monday and Friday will be days I will focus purely on thread rps that group. I sometimes will work on them if I have a late shift like 12-10 sort of shifts.

Every other weekend I will focus on one on one rps, both PM and thread up. I will be random whether I will answer both areas or focus on just one. Depends on if my RP partners are online and if I am bored.



Basic Info About Me


Username~ Luna
Age~ 2-

Zodiac~ Gemini
Location~ USA



Active Roleplayers


Advance Roleplays

Casual Roleplays

Blood Act: Ghosts of the Past

One on One

Love in the Strangest Places

New Country New Mystery

Black Butler: Curse of the Zodiac

The Places We Go



Amazing People
These people made a serious impact in my life and my roleplaying life. I am honored that I ever had the chance to meet you ad role play with

@Demonic Angel-You are the light of my life. I love you so much and I didn't know what I would have done if we have never talked that first time in Skype. You make me feel special and make me smile so much, as well as blush, You are still evil for that lol just kidding
@Wintersunshine-This person is an amazing roleplayer and I love the rps that we do
@Vesuvius00-You are one of my best friend I have ever met. I would trade you for anyone else. Love you Vessy!
@Lucius Cypher-You are one of the best roleplayers I have ever had the chance to meet before the guildfall. You taught me so much and helped me get over so much stuff
@MegaraFoxfire-You are one of the first people I got to roleplay on this site and I am glad you have continued to roleplay with me even after my disappearances multiple times over the year. I hope we continue to roleplay together
@Fallenreaper-You by far the most amazing GM and roleplayer I have ever got the chance to know. You taught me so much about roleplaying and I am glad you were so patient whenever I vanished for so long from every rp we have ever been in. You are like a big sister to me and I hope we always keep in touch
@Cyndyr-You by far are one of the most understanding roleplayers I have ever come across and that means a lot to me. I hope we can continue roleplaying
@SilverRoseRosey Posey You are the most amazing best friend I can ever have in my life and I honestly would have become lost if I ever stopped talking to you or we stopped being friends. I love you so much for being here with me and I wouldn't trade you for anything

Most Recent Posts

Alright, had to get a new keyboard
"Oh the same as usual, annoying and constantly whining about his precious bassy" she chuckled. "I dont get to see him often as I am part of a different district, he comes on occasion"

"Indeed before another girl ends up on the streets dead"
The Sohma males rubbed her back as they allowed her to cry it out knowing she needed it. To cry out the last several weeks out of her system.

Sebastian blinked and nodded reaching over to rub his ears.


"Um sure" Luelle said sweating dropping a little. She felt for Kaida, she really did, but she wouldn't change her roommate for anyone else. She needed someone like Mamoru in her life, to make her smile and laugh. She looked at the female, who she had met earlier in the day and she gave a small smile. "It was nice seeing you again Dulga. Luelle said shyly to the taller female.

Dragging her roommate back out of the room, she calmly shut the door behind her to give the two some privacy. She looked towards her and smiled a little. "How about we go somewhere else to show off my outfit and come back later? Let them get settled in" She said grabbing her hand gently. She began to pull her away from the door, ignoring the stares they were getting from the other students who had seen the commotion and the whispers about her cat outfit.

@Heartfillia@Norschtalen @Lucius Cypher



It was the end of the day and Mamoru was ready to play. Except she had a bunch of homework to do. ”Uuuugh! It's the first day of school! Why is there so much homework!” Mamoru pouted in abject frustration. She wanted to use this time to fool around with her fellow students but the teachers had assigned them so much busy work on the first day! Mamoru decided that she'll just do the work later. Maybe ask some of the other girls to help her out to get it done quicker. She wanted to decorate her dorm room first and see which cutie was going to have the pleasure of bunking with Mamoru.

Reaching the dorm’s lobby Mamoru went straight to the notice board. Dorm assignment would be found there. She kept looking for her name and eventually found it. ”Ah ha! Let's see, and my buddy is….”

Luelle hummed as she walked towards the dorm lobby. After a long day of searching and going to each of her classes, she was a bit tired. She dragged her suitcase behind her after finding it in the office, she began to wander who was going to be her roommate. It wasn't like she was nervous or anything, but she was a little nervous about meeting her new roommate. Were they going to be friends? Could they get along? Would it be someone she met already today? She honestly had no idea.

Reaching the dorm lobby, she saw Mamoru already was there looking at the room assignments. Smiling a little bit, she walked over and tapped her shoulder.

“Hi Mamoru” she said to the taller female.

Turning around Mamoru found no one at first. But then she looked down and found Luelle! Almost immediately the pinkette wrapped her arms around the little girl. ”Ooooooh Luelle! I knew you'd find me!” Picking the smaller girl up Mamoru hugged the girl tightly to her chest and just cuddled with her. Luelle was as cute as a button, and yet as deadly as a bullet to the head.

”Hey, guess what?” Carrying the girl in her arms Mamoru pointed at the dorm room assignment paper. Next to Mamoru’s name was Luelle’s. ”We're dorm buddies!” Mamoru muzzled Luelle’s head with her chin,

Luelle laughed as Mamoru picked her up hugging her. She hugged her back as tightly as she could. It took a little bit for the news Mamoru just said to finally clock in her head and she smiled brightly.
”That is amazing!” She said loudly ignoring the stares they were getting from of the other students around as Luelle hugged Mamoru tighter.

Happiness and relief filled Luelle. She was glad to have Mamoru as her roommate. She seem like a very cool person and very energetic. Luelle could tell they would be the best of friends in no time.

Finally being released from the hug. Luelle grabbed her suitcase handle, smiling so much that she was sure her cheeks were going to hurt later on.

”Well shall we go our new room?”

”Totally!” Mamoru glanced at the board again to see where their room was at. ”Third floor. Let's go!” Mamoru dashed from her standing spot after letting go of Luelle to head to the third floor. Even if Luelle took the elevator there, Mamoru would still be the first one to arrive. ”Hello! I'm back!” Mamoru shouted into the empty dorm.

The room was quite big, bigger than Mamoru old room. Luelle and Mamoru’s stuff was already here packed up and boxed, so now all they needed to do was decorate. Mamoru was quite excited to personalize her room a lot. She wanted for Luelle with barely contained excitement. ”Yiiii! Ya ready Lulu-chan?”

Luelle smiled and nodde. Going towards the right side of the room where her stuff was Luella began to unpack her new supplies to make her bed. Her bedsheets were rather unique. Her bedsheets were a custom made. The sheet itself had a black background and decorated with many chibis of many styles, many actions, and many emotions. The pillow cases were the same way but they were blue it was. The bed comforter however was different. It was black but in the center was a anime girl but she almost looked like Luelle, but some things marked her different. The woman had amber gold color hair instead of white and reached her shoulders. It was curled at the end making it look fluffy. She was surrounded by the element of fire. Luelle smiled a little.

Seeing the look on Mamoru face, she decided to explain, ”My mom made this for me before she died, she was a sheet maker and was well off because of it. She wanted me to have some physical memory of my mother since she died when I was like 8 and my sister was 5. My mom’s quirk funny enough was fire and my dad was ice. Who knew combining two rival elements together would create a unique quirk like mine” Luelle sighed as she sat down.

”My dad couldn't stand her and even after her dad, the hate grew when he learned he wouldn't gain any of the money that his own wife made from her business. While some went to the employees that worked for her and tied some loose ends, 50% of what was left went to me and the other went to my sister, but the downside, we don't have access to the money until we are both 25 or until we can prove we can be responsible to have access”

Going to her things Mamoru also unpacked her junk. Her bed was decorated in fine silk and mink blankets, as well as pillows woven from Egyptian cotton with memory foam pillows. All thanks to her mother. Mamoru also had brought her game station from home and even rigged up her flatscreen on the wall so she could not only watch TV and movies but also play games. And Mamoru had so much clothes she had to bring another closet just to contain her extra outfits. So much clothes, most of them left overs from her family’s sales. Mamoru was always eager to pick up free stuff.

As Mamoru had packed up her things she listened to Luelle’s tale. It was sad, yet at the same time impressive. Mamoru had heard of stuff like quirk marriages and knew that the number two hero, Endeavor, engaged in that shady practice. Mamoru wondered if Luelle’s parents were the same though hearing about Luelle’s mother did put a slight hitch to that idea. Mamoru was no genius but she knew better than to speak ill of the dead. Still Luelle’s father must have been some piece of work if he got nothing from his wife’s inheritance.

”That's some pretty heavy stuff Luelle!” Mamoru exclaimed simply. Seems like she wouldn't let the topic bring her mood down too much. ”I can't say I understand all of it. Kinda scary to think about it really… Buuuut I know one thing! You're carrying a big weight on your shoulders.” Mamoru sat on her bed and looked towards Luelle, a friendly smile on her face. A smile was practically Mamoru’s default expression. ”I'm sure leaving America to come to Japan, to become a hero here at Komei, was not a small decision. To not only leave behind your family, but also to escape your troubles at home while taking up this new responsibility to become a defender of the world… Well I guess that does sound like more than most bargain for, Nya? However!”

Mamoru pounced towards Luelle and poked the little girl on the nose. ”I'm a hero too! And whenever you're troubled by villains or demons from your past, call for me and I'll come running! I can't say I'm very smart or even all that strong, but I'll never leave someone who needs my help.”

Luelle smiled at her roommate and friend. ”Thanks Mamoru. My sister always says that our father doesn't truly care for us. He wants to use me for his own self gain. But I don't believe it because he shows he cares for us. He always says whoever I comment on it ‘Oh it's just because your sister is quirkless. She is just jealous that you have an amazing quirk and she has nothing’ I learned never to listen to much from my sister as much as it saddened me. I just didn't want to listen to anymore of her lies” She frowned a little and then smiled at Mamoru.

”You are right. It was no small decision, but I made it anyway. I want to learn more about all this. More than what I could ever learn by myself at home. My dad can't use his quirk so he can't teach me.” She held Mamoru’s hand.

”You say you aren't smart, but yet you are smart. You know how to get me to smile faster than anyone else ever has. You have become my own personal hero. I am happy to have a great friend like you as my roommate” She smiled.

Turns back to the box next to her, she giggled as she pulled out a very beautiful light purple Kimono that was lightly designed with pink cherry blossoms. It had a dark purple sash that went around and formed a bow. Connected to it was a black furry cat tail. She blushed.

”Oh geez. This was my costume for my school’s Halloween dance party. Someone must have snuck this into my box without me looking” She said.

”Meep.” Mamoru chirped as Luelle called Mamoru her personal hero. She was still a hero in training, but Mamoru felt all warm and fuzzy inside being able to help a friend. As Mamoru went back to putting her thing up she noticed that Luelle had a cute kimono. Apparently she wore it to Halloween. Just eyeballing it Mamoru could tell it wasn’t one of those cheap cotton ones they’d sell as a budget fashion, but actually half-made. Not as great as her mother’s own kimonos, but still it was very luxurious. But when Mamoru saw the cat tail she had stars in her eyes.

”Luelle… Time to make your highschool debut!” Mamoru pounced on Luelle, forcing her to change out of her school uniform and into her cute cat kimono. Mamoru even searched through her thing to accessorize Luelle even more, including wigs, contacts, and makeup. Mamoru was so aggressive that by the time Luelle could even open her eyes she was standing in front of a mirror all dressed up. Mamoru had somehow customized Luelle’s cat kimono into a japanese-style maid kimono, painted her nails, and even braided Luelle’s hair into two loops. And to top it all off, she even fitted Luelle with a cat-ear hairband with the exact shade of silver as Luelle’s hair. In a box near Luelle’s feet was full of silver cat ears, but of varying shades. Evidently when it came to dressing up Mamoru was quite prepared.

”Cute~” Mamoru gushed as she saw Luelle. ”Let’s head to the lobby and show you off to the others!”

Luelle made a cute noise as Mamoru pounced on her yet again, this time with determination in her actions. She couldn't even react as she felt herself stripped of her uniform.

”M-Mamoru!” her voice was lost of her roommate’s ears as she was changed into a modified version of her old kimono, but she had a feeling her friend wasn't done and how right she was.

She felt her face become a little heavy meaning she was getting makeup put on her. She wiggled her face from time to time as she got used to it. She felt her hair being played with and twisted into a style she didn't know and to too it was a headband of some kind.

Opening her eyes, she gasped when she saw herself in the mirror. She saw the ears and smiled at them. Her eyes widened as she looked at Mamoru. She barely registered what she had said before she heard what she suggested.

”Y-yeah let's.” She said, a light blush dusting her cheeks.

Mamoru took Luelle out of their room and down towards the dorm main hall. She wanted to show off Luelle to everyone. But before she could, she noticed another room open and Mamoru’s smile widen. It was Kaida. ”I can’t let this chance go to waste! KAIDA! LET'S PLAY!” Mamoru shouted into the room. She just barged out and grasped Kaida around the shoulders. ”Luelle, help me take Kaida back to my room!”

Sweat dropping at Memory, she followed after her and saw her grabbing Kaida. He blinked and shook her head a little in amusement.

”Um, perhaps inviting is better Mamoru”

@Lucius Cypher@Heartfillia




@Rai
This is the edited version of Minko

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Luelle started to cook rice. There was only one problem: the only rice she knew how to cook used a microwave. And there wasn’t anything like that around here. Not wanting to look silly for not being able to make rice, Luelle looked at Fumika.

”Um… If you make the rice, I’ll go get the filling! I’ll be right back!”

Going to the pantry for a few minutes, Luelle looked for something to put into the onigiri. She wasn’t sure what to put in them though; she’s never made onigiri before. She’s heard about them, but she has never tasted one. Looking around the pantry she saw some canned peaches. She figured that fruit and rice wasn’t a bad choice. The peaches might be a bit big but they could slice them into smaller sizes. Luelle then looked for something else and had an idea.

She went into the meat locker and looked around. Inside she found what she was looking for: meatballs. They were small enough to fit inside an onigiri. Luelle was also familiar with meatballs, since she made a lot of pasta back at home. One more thing she was looking for was salmon. Salmon was a common fish in japanese dishes, like for example sushi. So she figured it would work best in a japanese dish. She found some salmon fillet and then took all of it back to Fumika.

”I found some things we can put into the onigiri.’

The moment she spoke up, the tall, fluffy figure hunched over the table shot bolt upright, jumping as though she’d been shot. Then, one moment later, the smaller but otherwise identical shape next to her also jumped, as if only just realizing she was supposed to be surprised. She had a proper partner now, so she really didn’t need to go to all the trouble of acting out both parts herself… Regardless, both Fumikas turned around to face her in almost disturbingly perfect unison, and at that moment the smaller Fumika became intangible again and immediately dropped the (thankfully empty) bowl she - it? - was holding. Giving a wordless squeak of surprise, the larger Fumika immediately bent down to retrieve it, but her hand bumped into the salt and pepper shakers on the counter and immediately knocked those over the edge, forcing the smaller Fumika to frantically scramble to recover them before they could spill, almost tripping over the dropped bowl in the process. Finally catching her smaller self, who in turn caught the shakers and set them on the counter Fumika quickly shambled back to her feet, shaking her head violently from side to side and rubbing her rather red-rimmed eyes furiously as her smaller doppelganger disappeared into dust.

“I’m sorry,” She said at last, as if she’d been struggling to find the words. “I’m still sleepy.”

There was a prolonged silence. Fumika blinked again, the last vestiges of green fully fading from her now-blue eyes as the sputtering, dim symbol similarly vanished from her hair.

”Oh. Rice. I made rice. So if we put things in the rice, it’ll be done.” She… explained, for lack of a better word. As if demonstrating that she had, in fact, indeed, in person, made rice, she quickly recovered the bowl she’d dropped and began clumsily pouring the contents of a rice cooker bowl’s through a sieve, which she then upended into the bowl and began sprinkling with the salt and pepper. She certainly seemed to be working hard, but… She also wasn’t waiting for Luelle to say or do anything, as if rushing to accomplish everything herself. It was almost as if she still didn’t realize she had a partner. And, given what had just happened in the last thirty seconds alone, if she didn’t slow down...

Luelle looked as Fumika started to make the rice. But she seemed to be in a rush. Luelle wasn’t sure what to do so she walked up to Fumika and spoke quietly.

”Um… Do you need any help?”

Even though she’s never made rice maybe there was something else that Luelle could do for Fumika. She noticed that they didn’t have any of the seaweed and wondered if her partner knew where to find them. Luelle took a step closer as Fumika started sprinkling salt and pepper onto the rice and over the table.

”Do you know where that nori is?”

As Luelle approached, Fumika took a step back rather sheepishly, presenting the rather odd image of the taller girl seeming to shy away from someone a head and a half shorter than her. She looked away, seeming almost… Disappointed? She’d been really set on doing things herself, so maybe she’d taken Luelle’s attempts to help her the wrong way. Glancing around, she seemed to silently contemplate something for a few moments before trotting away, off to a cabinet on the far side of the room. She returned a few moments later with a large, pre-marked sheet of smaller nori strips, and placed it on the edge of the table before nudging it awkwardly towards Luelle. But the moment she acknowledged it, Fumika quickly drew back her hand, as if in fear of getting in the way.

”I’ll… Cut these, I guess?”

Luelle was confused when Fumika left and came back with the nori. Luelle wasn’t sure what she needed to do but she did something anyways. Taking a small knife she carefully cut the nori as best as she could. Some came out crooked or with jagged edges, but they were mostly uniform. Once Luelle made about twenty strips of nori for the onigiri she looked to Fumika again. She didn’t seem like a talking type so Luelle wasn’t sure what she needed to do now. If she asked Fumika a question, she might not say anything. Luelle held up the salmon and meatballs she had picked out.

”Um… Do you want salmon or meatballs?”

Fumika blinked. There was a faint zapping noise, and in a manner oddly reminiscent of the ears of a housecat which has heard its name spoken, the bangs of her hair curled upright as if of their own volition. ”Rice is salty. Salmon is fish. Fish is salty.” She reached out as she spoke, seemingly resolved in her conclusion… only to hesitate. “But meatballs are peppery. There are peppercorns in the rice. Either way, it probably matches…” She trailed off, seeming lost in thought, before raising her nose to the air and beginning to… Sniff audibly?

”The fish smells more tasty,” She declared conclusively at last, the fluff of her hair sizzling and rolling backward in a curling cascade in a manner that only sealed her already catlike appearance. One might have almost expected her to start purring as she took the salmon and… prepared to stuff it right into the riceballs without cooking it at all. While that might technically have been a valid approach for making sushi, weren’t these supposed to be more of a preservable, boxed-lunch type of affair?

”Ah!”

Luelle pulled the salmon out of Fumika’s hand, though she didn’t mean to be so rough. She just wanted to make sure that Fumika didn’t accidentally make bad Onigiri by eating raw salmon. Luelle put the salmon down and looked around the room before having an idea.

”I can make barbeque salmon to put into the onigiri. It’ll taste good, and they’ll be safe to eat.”

BBQ Salmon was a dish that Luelle made very often back at home. Salmon was pretty common in Alaska and all she needed was a pan and some extra ingredients: Garlic, brown sugar, butter, lemon juice, pepper, and soy sauce. All these things she could find easily. After measuring each ingredient out she mixed them all together into a hot pan. As they sizzled she cleaned the salmon before cooking it over the mixture.

”Back at home, I cooked a lot for my family. I wasn’t very good at first so I had to make simple things, like pan grilled salmon. After I started cooking more though I learned how to make them tastier.”

Once more, the taller girl was silent. She didn’t object when Luelle stopped her, beyond uttering a slight cry of surprise. However, once she began acting on her own, Fumika simply stood still, watching from a short distance away while awkwardly rubbing at her hand. There was a faint electrical hum that resonated around her, almost imperceptibly quiet, but nonetheless present, as something seemed to flicker over her palm where her hand had briefly brushed against Luelle’s. This only seemed to agitate her more, and she rubbed her palms together with redoubled persistence, as though scratching a particularly troublesome itch. As Luelle explained herself, Fumika hardly seemed to notice, evidently spacing out again. It was very strange, though. She’d been working so furiously hard on her own, yet the moment Luelle had intervened, she’d stopped doing almost anything, and jumped like a scared rabbit at the slightest questioning. The way she was staring glumly at the floor… it was almost like a scolded child, finding fresh guilt in every new word.

As Luelle cooked the salmon, she couldn’t help but notice that Fumika seemed odd. Before Fumika was bouncing all over the place making the rice, but now she was just standing there. She wasn’t really staring at Luelle, but Fumika seemed out of it. The way Fumika rubbed her hand made Luelle wonder if she had accidentally hurt her when getting the salmon. Luelle didn’t mean to hurt her or anything.

”I’m sorry, Fumika-san. I didn’t mean to bother you. I just wanted to help.”

Luelle tried to focus back on cooking, but she didn’t really need to do anything except flip the salmon in a few minutes. She tried to do a bit of small talk but she wasn’t sure if Fumika wanted to talk. Luelle felt a bit guilty for making Fumika her partner, thinking that Fumika actually wanted to work by herself instead of with Luelle.

”Is there anything else we need?”

Once again, Fumika started, and then quickly… bowed? That strange antenna of hers wobbled a bit, as if reflecting her own uncertainty. ”I’m sorry!” She apologized immediately, as if she hadn’t even heard what Luelle was saying. Yet, as she continued, Fumika blinked, then tilted her head to the side in confusion. ”Wait… Why are you apologizing?” She asked, now sounding more baffled than anything.

”I’m sorry! I was just… I just thought you were angry or something. Because I took the salmon. Are you angry?” Fumika shook her head emphatically, her antenna wobbling a bit more violently this time.

Fumika’s reaction confused Luelle. She thought that Fumika was hurt or maybe frustrated for interrupting her while she made rice. Luelle knew that some people didn’t like it when others force themselves to help them, and Luelle didn’t mean to do anything like that. But she wasn’t sure what Fumika was thinking either.

”If you’re not angry, not that I’m saying you should be, but if you are, I just wanted to say that I didn’t mean anything. I um…”

”But that’s backwards,” Fumika said cryptically, holding up the pointer finger of each hand and crossing them past each other as if to demonstrate the unseen relation of… Something? “I don’t get angry at people who partner up with me, but they always get angry at me. Because I’m stupid. And annoying. And get in the way.” She began to rather ruthlessly disparage herself with the blase air of someone discussing the state of the weather. She didn’t even seem upset or gloomy, but rather, sounded more like she was rattling off a laundry list of facts to be taken as obvious. “So I’m the one who should be apologizing.” Thus concluding her… Argument, if it could be called such, she bowed once again and then stepped back. ”I’m sorry. I won’t get in your way anymore,” she recited dutifully, like a disobedient child apologizing under orders from a disapproving teacher. Given the way she was acting, it was hard to take her words at face value. She had to be being sarcastic, or passive aggressive, or something… but the way she talked was just so bluntly matter-of-fact that Luelle couldn’t detect even the slightest hint of a double meaning. But… in that case, where did that even come from? Surely, it wasn’t something Luelle had said or done, but then what exactly could possibly have prompted that in the first place? The way this girl thought and acted… it didn’t make a single bit of sense to her.

Now Luelle was really confused. She had thought Fumika might’ve been angry at her, but now Fumika is… Angry at herself. Or something? Fumika had blamed herself for doing something that would make Luelle angry at her, but she hasn’t done anything like that. For a moment Luelle lowered the heat to the pan and tried to talk to Fumika.

”Fumika-san, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Fumika was weird, but Luelle didn’t think she was stupid or annoying. Far from it. And Luelle didn’t want Fumika to feel bad or to be blamed for anything.

”You know, I don’t know how to make rice. I’m glad that you can make rice though. If I didn’t have you as a partner I don’t think I could even make onigiri. So don’t think you’re in trouble or anything. I need your help too. So please keep helping me, okay?”

Fumika blinked and gazed quizzically at Luelle, an unreadable expression on her face. For several moments, she didn’t say anything, but when she did speak, it… well, to be entirely honest, it really wasn’t what Luelle was expecting.

“You’re a strange person,” She said innocently, the faintest of smiles forming on her face. “I’m lucky. If I didn’t get a strange partner, it would have been difficult.” She gave a resolute nod. “Okay. I’ll help.”

With that… odd little remark, she shuffled past Luelle and began examining the nori strips. Then, as if struck by an idea, she took a handful of rice, kneaded it until it stuck together nicely, then flattened it out, placing a circular clump on one of the strips of dried seaweed. She then poked a single finger into the middle, opening up a small space there, before moving on to the next strip and doing the same thing there. She didn’t explain what she was doing, but a moment’s examination made it obvious that, in her own way, she was helping them save time. This way, once the salmon was done, they could place a couple of pieces at the center of each clump, then simply roll it up and have it ready to eat while the stuffing was still warm from the pan.

It was a little odd watching her work, though, even knowing what she was doing. All of a sudden, she seemed a lot more methodical and a lot less clumsy. Instead of sending things tumbling and scattering every which way, she moved with an almost robotic precision. It was like looking at a completely different person. In retrospect, it was obvious she’d been worried, but to think she’d been that worked up but had been trying so hard to fake being calm… Fumika really was a weird girl.

Smiling, Luelle was glad that Fumika seemed to be okay for now. Luelle would have to keep an eye on her though. She got back to the salmon was was basically done, now she just needed to cut it up. Luckily Fumika was already getting the rice ready to take the salmon, so Luelle only needed to put a little bit of the BBQ salmon into each of the rice balls. Luelle was even happier when she used up just enough salmon to fill up the last rice ball, leaving nothing left over. After that she watched Fumika roll up the onigiri, and with her help they finished their rice balls.

”Tada! Barbeque Salmon onigiri! How does it taste?”

The first riceball disappeared into Fumika’s mouth almost faster than Luelle could see. She munched on it with a peculiar sort of smile on her face, her cheeks puffing up like a squirrel as an electric jolt once more ran through her hair, and her antenna stood sharply upright, her bangs once more fanning back like a cat’s ears. They twitched slightly, then rolled back into place as she smiled innocently, evidently oblivious to the bits of rice still clinging to her face.

”It’s tasty,” She said, admiration in her voice. “Luelle-san is good at cooking.” It wasn’t really clear if this praise was meant as a direct compliment, or was just her way of observing something, but either way, the verdict was in.

Smiling Luelle also ate a rice ball, but slower than Fumika. It was hot but heat never really bothered Luelle. The rice had a touch of saltiness and firm texture while the salmon gave it spice and flavor. Luelle had never tasted anything like it, but she likes it.

”You’re right, it is tasty. All thanks to you, Fumika-san.”

As they ate the teacher ended the class. He handed our plastic containers for them to pack up their onigiri. Luelle wasn’t really too hungry but she packed a few onigiri, leaving the rest of it for Fumika. Maybe later Luelle could ask Fumika how to make rice so Luelle could make her own onigiri at home.

”Thank you for being my partner Fumika-san. It was fun, and this food is delicious.”

Fumika, who’d been busy stuffing multiple containers of onigiri into her bag, turned around, seeming surprised by something. As if unused to the words, she responded in kind.

“You’re… Welcome. Thank you for partnering up with me.”

The two girls waved each other goodbye as they parted. Luelle wasn’t sure if she’ll see Fumika again soon, but she knows she’ll at least see her again tomorrow. Gathering her things together Luelle got ready to head to her next class, Quirk Application. Once she had everything packed up Luelle left the cooking classroom and onto the next one.

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Deciding not to to go back to the cafeteria, Luelle explored the school grounds a little bit to find her next class, which was cooking. The thought of the class made her beam with happiness. She loved cooking with a passion and was always the primary cooker back in her home in Alaska.

”Hmm, I wonder what kind of dishes I will learn today.” she muttered. Shrugging it to the back of her mind, she continued her exploration until she managed to find it. By this time, it was almost time for class again and she entered the room. Seeing some of the students eyes on her, she flushed in embarrassment and stood in the back waiting to be assigned to a kitchen.

Standing straighter, she listened to what the sensei had to say and blinked. Onigiri eh. Luelle was somewhat familiar with the word, as she studied japanese in high school and even some pictures of the dish, but she never actually tried to make it. She bit her lip to hold down her excitement about the dish and waited until the students began to disperse into small groups of two or three.

Having no idea who to go to since she was new and all, she began to look around for anyone that didn’t have a partner and saw one girl, a blonde haired girl with blue eyes that were behind oval lenses glasses that actually looked adorable on her, though she was talking to two other students. Approaching the three slowly, she waited until they noticed her presence before speaking.

”Hello...my name is Luelle and I am looking for a partner for this class. Everyone else is pretty much partnered up” she said rubbing the back of her head.

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