Post by CHIAKI ROKUJŌ on Nov 1, 2023 15:25:09 GMT -5
Midday... with Chiaki managing to wake up on time, how convenient!
The Kamakuran visitee, the everso energetic (much to her own detriment) Chiaki Rokujo found herself poking around some of the smaller stores, trying to grasp at what to do with her free time.
A bite to eat, familiarising herself with the surrounding area... even the idea of just talking to the locals... there was too much to do right now. Chiaki's entire plan hinged on finding things as she saw them, wholly unorganized. But it could work- just as long as.. you know, everything was one hundred, one hundred and more percent going to work in her favor. An alignment of the stars, all for Chiaki's convenience. Surely, that wasn't too much to ask of the cosmos.
Aimlessly wandering around the town, getting lost, going in circles and getting sidetracked... and it had just turned 1300 hours. Chiaki was at least no longer hungry, but the miniscule amount of clothes packed left her appetite unfulfilled.
Once stepping out of the noodle eatery, and a few more turns, Chiaki found herself directly outside of a decently sized clothing store with two floors.
Stepping inside, the blonde immediately set off, with great haste, in the direction of the shoes section of the store, just managing to step around all the various people taking their day slower than her.
The Kamakuran visitee, the everso energetic (much to her own detriment) Chiaki Rokujo found herself poking around some of the smaller stores, trying to grasp at what to do with her free time.
A bite to eat, familiarising herself with the surrounding area... even the idea of just talking to the locals... there was too much to do right now. Chiaki's entire plan hinged on finding things as she saw them, wholly unorganized. But it could work- just as long as.. you know, everything was one hundred, one hundred and more percent going to work in her favor. An alignment of the stars, all for Chiaki's convenience. Surely, that wasn't too much to ask of the cosmos.
Aimlessly wandering around the town, getting lost, going in circles and getting sidetracked... and it had just turned 1300 hours. Chiaki was at least no longer hungry, but the miniscule amount of clothes packed left her appetite unfulfilled.
Once stepping out of the noodle eatery, and a few more turns, Chiaki found herself directly outside of a decently sized clothing store with two floors.
Stepping inside, the blonde immediately set off, with great haste, in the direction of the shoes section of the store, just managing to step around all the various people taking their day slower than her.
