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WHO: Manon Akamine and YOU
WHERE: The park, streets, and various shops
WHEN: All of February
WHAT: Speedy dogs, magical blades, and valentines oh my
WARNINGS: idk she might curse or something

A) February 2, dogs that go zoom

[ It's a lovely day in the park. A bit chilly, but that's nothing new since it's still winter. The dome is still in place--she got used to it. But this gives her an interesting time to experiment with the speed boosting pancakes she bought from Elliot the other day. It's 5:30 pm, which means the street lamps are on. It would be a hassle to try and find everything with her flashlight.

Over time, she taught her two dogs how to play fetch. It's been a long way, but she got there. But they seem to be peculiar about the things they want to fetch. The golden retriever only wants to fetch stick-like things. The chihuahua only wants to fetch squishy things. She has something for both--a dog toy for both that matches their preferences. It works out.

So, she feeds a bit of the pancake to her dog, throws the dog toy, and watches them go pretty fast. They're going at about 30 mph/48 kph. Perhaps the dog toy landed somewhere around you or it hit you and landed on the floor. Either way, you're getting a very happy dog scampering towards you, trying to find the toy. If you're unlucky, a dog will straight up tackle you. Hope it isn't the golden retriever. ]

B1) February 15: suddenly, swords

[ Instead of Manon's usual cheery and haughty self, she seems a little cranky today. Perhaps you'll find her on the street, or at the park, or at several shops. The locations are different, but they all have something in common.

Ever since this morning, she's been having trouble controlling this blade thing--more like when it appears. So at the park, it's lodged into a tree and she can't get it out. She probably broke something at the store when it unexpectedly pops up. Or even worse, she might have almost accidentally stabbed someone with it while making grand hand gestures at them. Oops.

She has absolutely no control over this thing right now and it frustrates her. ]

B2) February 15: [ emotion intensifies ]

[ Or maybe the universe hates you and you happen to run into Manon while she's under the cupid's arrow effect while everything in B1 is happening. ]

C) Wildcard

[ If anyone would like to be stuck with her on the 14th, it's first come first serve, since I don't have anyone planned with her. Other than that, hit me up with anything! ]

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[Quinn's in the park, too - just because it's dark all the time doesn't mean he can skip walking his own dog. But Pluto's not an easy dog to walk. He's a pitbull with a lot of behavioral issues, which include not walking nicely on a leash. And needing to wear a muzzle around other dogs. But normally, the park's been a pretty decent place to walk him - it's a relatively quiet, low-stress environment, with plenty of room to give other people and animals a wide berth.

Unfortunately, no amount of berth is wide enough when the other dog is going 30 miles an hour.

The dog toy lands a little ways away. Pluto takes immediate interest in it, pulling hard at the leash, and Michael's so occupied trying to retain control that he barely sees the golden blur coming at them until it's too late.]

What the fu-

[WHAM. The retriever slowed before it jumped him, fortunately, but not enough, and it still slams him off his feet, knocking the wind out of his lungs and the leash out of his hand. Pluto bolts, dragging the leash behind him, but doesn't go too far; he darts back and forth a little ways off, barking and baring his teeth behind the muzzle.]

[ The golden retriever just kinda stays there with an apologetic look if dogs could make one. Manon hears the impact and ooooh, it's better than she thought. She hears another dog too, which makes her curious so she walks over there.

Eventually, she feels like she walked in on a crime scene. There's a dog loudly barking, another dog looking all "I didn't do it" and a ~~dead~~ man on the ground. The only thing this scenario needs is a chalk outline. She doesn't seem afraid of Pluto despite his aggressive barking. It's probably the muzzle. ]

Do you need an ambulance there?

[ Where is that dog toy... Oh, here it is. She picks it up and briefly wonders if she could play with Pluto too. ]

[Quinn wheezes helplessly and clutches his chest, still trying to process what just happened. He is not a stranger to getting tackled by dogs, but the dogs aren't supposed to hit like a freight train!]

Dog... how...

[Meanwhile, Pluto: she might be able to play with him, but he seems more inclined to fight than play. Hopefully her dogs aren't getting too close.]

[Nanashi's looking at Manon in concern. Her frustration and anger's only understandable. It takes him a second to notice that weapon's not fake. The real question is why is she messing around with it like that anyways? She could have hurt someone...or herself.

With careful steps he approaches her and asks: ]

Need a hand? That blade's lodged in pretty well. You need to retrieve it carefully.

[ It looks like all hope is gone from her eyes and... basically her entire being. She sighs with her arm just awkwardly pointing at the tree while the blade is stuck inside it as if it became the perfect sheathe for it. ]

I would! And it would be nice if you could help!!

[ But. That's unreasonable. ]

It appears and disappears whenever it wants, so I'll just... wait. [ But, oh. The kid doesn't look like he's freaking out over the blade? ]

You got the app too, huh?

You got it! I'm on the job.

[He seems eager enough to lend a hand. Why not? Nanashi's not scared of blades anymore. Instead, he finds them pretty cool. ]

Yep, I do. That app is a real pain sometimes. Don't you think so?

[His places his attention towards Manon while speaking. She's seen better days alright. ]

Oh, yeah. Definitely. I remember when I first got the app, all my green dresses lost their color! It was hideous.

[ Priorities.

Anyway, Manon tries tugging her arm a little, but as expected, the blade doesn't budge from the tree. ]

I'm not sure if it's breakable either.

Ugh, that's gotta be the worst. Some things don't look right without green. [Like grass for example.]

Anyways, I'll try chipping away at the bark. Maybe it'll come loose then.

[Nanashi takes out his pocket knife and uses it to cut the loose wood around the blade. This is gonna take a bit of time.]

Wow, it's taking forever. How'd you get it in so deep? [Did she try to kill the tree or something?]

It just-- [ She's trying to wiggle out the blade now. Still a no go. ]

--materialized? Is that the right word? Then it took shape while a part of it was in the tree.

[ Honestly, she's not going to question the pocket knife and why he has it because apparently, carrying weapons around the city is the hottest trend right now. ]

Okay, I'll believe it. That's some sword though.

[ These days Nanashi only feels secure when there's a weapon nearby. A knife is easy to conceal and it works well in most situation. At least Manon isn't questioning it. It saves him a great deal of trouble. There are more important issues at hand: ]

You aren't hurt, right?

[Manon looks okay on the outside. Maybe there's some kind of gimmick to this weapon and she got hurt somewhere? ]

I'm not hurt. My shoulder feels sore.

[ That's about it, really. ]

At this rate, I might get nothing done today. This isn't the first time that's happened either.

Looks like you've got it rough.

[When was the other time? Does he want to know? Nanashi keeps chipping at the wood casually while talking. Just give it a few more minutes, it'll come loose. ]

Hey, what do you want me to call you? I'm Nanashi.

Hm? I'm Manon.

[ Now that she thinks about it, there seems to be a lot of people in Recolle with Japanese names. Feels right at home, really. Despite her current situation, she manages to crack a smile. ]

I'm trying not to touch any important papers today, because I don't want an accident that rips a hole in them. That's about as rough as it gets.

[ And, you know. Accidentally hurting someone. ]

Nice to meet you Manon!! Try to take it easy.

It'd be hard to work with that issue. [He closes his eyes and shakes his head.]

Give it a few more minutes. You'll be home free soon!! [Her sword's getting looser by the second. Thank goodness for that. ]

[ Minato would very much appreciate not getting stabbed today, and barely manages to sacrifice the shopping bag in his hands in time to move it in front of his chest like a bulky but easily pierced shield— the thin plastic tears open, little bags of powdered something spilling out of the gash and out onto the sidewalk.

He stares at the ground for a moment, then lifts his gaze to Manon's hand and that blade, and finally up to look her in the eyes as he raises both hands in the air in a gesture of surrender. ]

Take my wallet and spare me.

[ His wallet is empty aside from a credit card that isn't even his, so he doesn't care about losing it while being held at knife point. ]

[ Manon lets out a small surprised noise when she ends up almost stabbing someone. Whoops. She's about to apologize, but then she hears those words out of his mouth and they lock eyes--

That sure is a storm of flower petals being slammed right at her face, though Minato might have some petals on him too since that was a big blast of petals. At least everything smells better...? Maybe it's karma.

Anyway, she takes deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself. ]

I'm not. Trying to kill you.

[ She lowers her arm since it's not stuck into something that's immovable. The shopping bag falls and Manon squints a little, seeing the little powder things fall out even more. ]

... What is that?

[ He was only sort of kidding, voice ever calm and uncaring, but all that gets thrown out the window with the face-full of petals that comes as a legitimate shock as he lets his arms drop to a more defensive position in front of his chest.

Why flowers. What. ]

It's, uh. [ He stalls, kneeling down to sweep the packets into a makeshift basket he makes by pulling out the hem of his shirt, the entire time keeping his gaze up at Manon while feeling blindly around for the bags. Just in case she tries to pull out the blade again. Or throws more flowers into his face. ]

Trace minerals you add to water. Some medicine. Stuff like that.

[ She sure did ruin some medicine(?) for this poor kid. Manon figures that he's running errands for someone, but that's not really any of her business probably. Either way, she does feel kind of bad that she ruined his stuff, so she takes a moment to try and get her wallet out of her purse--

Except no. She can't. Because her dumb sword is in the way.

Manon stares at this blade, and it doesn't look like it's going away any time soon. She sighs and gives up on getting her purse to open. ]

What's your name? And where do you live?

[ Everything's still in their bags and even if a little dirt got in, eating dirt never kills anybody, so Minato just dusts them off and tells himself it's okay. He's more concerned about the blade, the way Manon fiddles with her purse without putting it away, as if she still intends to use it.

He's slow to stand, wondering what the point of the questions are, but eventually figures it can't hurt to answer them. ]

Arisato... I live in Birch Hills.

[ Student apartments near campus, so there's no way he has money, if that's what she's going for. ]

[ Don't feed anyone dirt, Minato... Manon thinks that much info is enough to trac him down for later. It doesn't look like she's going into her loan shark mode anyway--if anything, she kinda feels bad. So.

... Her blade still isn't going away. She glances at it with some disappointment before looking back at him. ]

I'm not going to attack you if that's what you're worried about.

[ They won't know, and eating dirt is how little kids build up their immune systems.

Minato glances at the blade when she does, trying to shove down his doubts, because she's had ample opportunity to stab him in the gut if she'd really wanted to, so he decides to place his trust in her. ]

Do you not have a holster for it? Any extra fabric would work, probably.

[Ishida was just minding his own business, casually grabbing a box of cereal when a blade suddenly stabs the poor box of Cheerios that was sitting on a shelf right next to his head.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[He screams a bit loudly and drops his cereal, before quickly backing away from Manon.]

[ His loud reaction startles Manon. She would have been startled by her own blade piercing into the cereal box all of a sudden, but maybe at this point, she's just... gotten used to it. Unfortunate. ]

Stop screaming!

[ She hisses, not wanting to make too much of a commotion. She's about to move her hand to cover his mouth, but that's not the right hand. Oops. She immediately withdraws her hand. Sure did almost stab someone in the mouth. ]

B-but you almost killed me!!

[He's still being Loud and keeps on backing away from Manon, both wary and a little frightened by this whole situation. If he was just a few inches over... it wouldn't be Cheerios spilling on the ground!]

W-why do you have such a dangerous weapon in the market?! [He musters up some confidence to be a bit angry, because this is unsafe!]

Shush! [ It takes most of her willpower to not wave this blade at his face. ] I don't like it either, but it's stuck on my hand and I can't get it to disappear! You think I like carrying this to disturb my every day life?!

Wait, you're saying that this sword just suddenly appeared on your hand? That doesn't make any sense!

[...Well, it actually does, because memories and past lives. Ishida understands that much now.]

Ngh... never mind, I believe you. Still! You can't continue on this way!

[ sena's temporarily back in the city, so of course he's going to nab his favorite tea at his favorite teahouse -

which suddenly flew into a commotion because manon's sword thingy just activated and it kind of sliced the table in half. eep. ]

Manon-san...?

[ he's a little weirded out like what is this ]

[ Manon just wanted to relax in this teahouse. She had a nice drink and everything and suddenly her blade materializes out of nowhere and slices the table in half. Her drink clatters to the floor and everything is a mess. It takes all she has to not scream out in frustration. She's about to make up some hideous lie about how the table isn't stable enough and that she should sue, but she hears Sena. ]

... Mizuki.

[ At the end of it all, she's just tired. She's tired of this blade thing ruining her day, and possibly her life from here on out. This is going to suck!! Well, she's going to move the hand with the blade behind her so that it's out of Sena's view. She's not attempting to hide its existence from him, but she figures that it's probably unnerving to see someone with a weapon out in broad daylight. ]

That sure was an accident, huh?

[ yeah uh, he can still see the blade peeking out from behind her though. luckily they're at the farthest end of the cafe where no one can see the damage... yet. ]

I'd say. [ he's so deadpan and used to odd shit like this at this point. ] I didn't imagine you to be some superpowered person either but I can't say I'm surprised either.

[ they should really get out of here in case a staff member sees this too. they're not too far from the door too... ]

[ That moment when you're running around getting equipment to bring back to Magatus, haven gotten away (in the later part of the night do she can walk around without sunglasses), you've come out a store baring a small bag of jerky and granola bars and such and then...

There's a strange sparking sound from off to the right.

You look and - that sure is a street light which appears to have a sword-thing in it and probably some dangerous electricity in the area and that's not good??? ]

[ Manon is not happy.

She's menacingly glaring at her blade as if that will get itself to disappear so she can go free, but no. The blade still exists over hand, being stuck in a street light. She vaguely wonders at this point if she can just slice this thing so that she can get free. She is so. Done!!!

So this is her, trying to get it out of the street light, but her attempts are futile. It's still stuck. Attempt one fails. Attempt two fails. She's yelling in frustration now.

AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The blade isn't going away anyway. ]

[ . . .Okay, so angry woman who looks a little familiar but more to the point- ]

Hey, simmer down! You're going to hurt yourself or someone here!

[ Let's just... go over and deal with it... sigh... ]

It's not like I wanted--

[ Oh. It's her. Manon's speech stops right there for a moment before glowering over at the blade. She looks up at the street light. It seems to be working properly... somehow. She's not sure how that works when she thinks that she sliced the cables or something inside the pole. When the realization hits, she looks pretty terrified. ]

If I move the blade more, am I going to get shocked to death?!

I-- don't know, is that thing even metal?

[ It looks sort of beam sword-y but at the same time she can't tell from this angle with it embedded in the streetlight pole. So Elda is going to scurry on closer to see if she can 't get a better look, maybe even help with it. ]

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