Twelth Feather

[charcoalfeather]

Who: Rakka and YOU

Where: Around Goldenrod City

When: backdated to the 5th

Summary: Rakka's life suddenly gets a little more anime

Rating: PG

Log:



[Out and about]

So far, Rakka's day had been like any other. She had woke up, found herself running late and hurriedly rushed out the door, toast in mouth, to her job at Honeyed Soul, only stopping momentarily to look at the beautiful, blooming flowers on her way. Today was nothing short of beautiful.... and a little brighter then usual-- wait, are those cherry petals?

She doesn't think much of it at first, she just keeps hurrying on her way amid a shower of cherry blossoms. It's really nice, very colorful, very hard to see. It's actually getting hard to see through the petals swirling around here. To her it seemed like everything had suddenly turned pink, and only belatedly did she realize that she was running blind.

Fortunately, she wont have to worry about not knowing where she's going, because whatever unfortunate soul that's passing at the time is going to find a young girl barreling into them. Rakka doesn't have enough strength to cause any actual damage, but everyone seems to be having trouble keeping both feet planted on the ground today, among other things.

[Honeyed Soul]

At least inside there was a highly decreased chance of any cherry blossom trees. Great, she could now focus on her work, baking and other such things that she had become accustomed to after living in Goldenrod for multiple months. Not that her thoughts didn't drift to the events from earlier. It was strange, was Goldenrod usually like that?

Around the middle point in the day, she's working in the back of the store. Business is going as usual, nothing is particularly wrong...

"Wha--!!"

Until the sounds of crashing echo from the back, followed by an explosion of... flour? If anyone bothers to investigate, they'll find Rakka on the floor, coated in flour, rubbing her sore head. A busted-open sack lays on the floor next to her. She just looks really frustrated.

"What's happening today...?"

Comments

out and about

[veggie_vamp]

Draculaura isn't a particularly heavy person to begin with, so when Rakka knocks her down, she goes DOWN. The Pokemon she had out - a startled Woobat - screeches angrily, thinking its mistress was attacked. As a result, it tries to pull Rakka's hair.

As for 'laura herself... she's still recovering. "Owww..."

[charcoalfeather]

The moment the petals clear brings Rakka relief, and then immediate shock as she plows into Dracularua. They both go down of course, the world continuing to tumble before Rakka's eyes until face down, quietly groaning against the pavement.

"Ow..." She tries to pick herself up, or at least get a look at the poor person she ran into... but that would have to wait. Dracularua's Woobat is in better shape then either of them, and Rakka quickly feels it tugging on her long, brown hair. "Ow! Ow, owowowowow!"

Her morning is starting so well.

[veggie_vamp]

After a moment, Draculaura dizzily sits up, her eyes swimming. "Things like this make me wish I was a ghost instead..." She said to herself, though still loud enough to be heard. After several hard blinks, she finally saw what her 'mon was doing, and gasped. "Manny! Cut that out! Hair is for styling, not for biting!"

With an angry squeak, Manny the Woobat dropped Rakka's hair, though it still growled angrily.

[charcoalfeather]

"Ow, ow, ow!" Did she say something? Rakka was rather focused on the bat chewing on her ponytail. She only registers Dracularua when she finally calls off her 'mon, and she can breath a sigh of relief.

"Mmmmhh, I thought my halo getting pulled was painful..." She mutters, rubbing the back of her head while finally looking at her current situation. She was on the ground, and another girl was there, and she looked... vaguely familiar. But more importantly, she just ran into her like a complete loser.

"I-I'm sorry... are you okay?" She says, like she isn't the one that was just getting munched.

[veggie_vamp]

"I'll be okay. I've taken my own share of tumbles during Fearleading practice." She stood up and brushed down her outfit. The woobat returned to her side, sitting atop Draculaura's head like the world's fluffiest hat.

She then offers a hand to help get Rakka up. "What about you? Are you hurt?"

[charcoalfeather]

Rakka rubs the back of her head, a cartoonishly big sweat drop sliding down the side of her face for a few seconds. Was it there to begin with? Rakka didn't notice as she accepted Draculaura's hand.

"I'm alright. I've had worse injuries?" She laugh a bit, like that isn't at all concerning.

She stands up, brushing herself off. Far too many cherry blossoms in her hair. "I'm sorry again, I really didn't know where I was going."

[veggie_vamp]

"Then why were you running?" Draculaura asked, instantly and easily distracted. "Kinda seemed like you were in a hurry!"

[charcoalfeather]

"I was... trying to get to my job." She states plainly, looking around and... Huh. This sure is the wrong part of the city. Had she really gone that far?

"But then all of these petals started falling, and there was pink... and I think I heard singing...?"

She usually looks saner then this, honestly.

[veggie_vamp]

Draculaura wouldn't know crazy if it hit in her face. Literally.

"Oh, then we should get you back on track, so you can get to work on time!"