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[braidtrain]

[And that just has all of her feathers fully floofing up again, pleased with both the scritches and that answer.]

Good, cause I think it really fits.

[And she admires that about you. Even if you're really attractive and she kind of still wants to date you, she's also kind of started looking up to you too? Which is a really awkward mixture of feelings, boy, let her tell you.]

So where are we going?

[impheired]

Hm? [Don't mind him, just got kind of lost in his own head there for a minute. She doesn't know it, but she really hit on some old wounds that he still hasn't actually addressed properly. He's been in Rylig almost a year now and he still hasn't talked to anybody about Peko. Or his sister. But he's definitely not about to dump that on Mabel, of all people. Certainly not RIGHT NOW after she just lost her Grunkle and is still clearly hurting from losing her brother.] Oh, nowhere, really. You said there wasn't anything in particular you wanted to look at, right? Figured we could just wander around till something got your attention.

[braidtrain]

Oh right! [Probably a good idea. Mabel would of course do her best to help comfort him, but she wouldn't really know what to do about that kind of knowledge. Or how to really help in the end...but she'd doggedly pursue any avenue that seemed like it would help and who knows if that's a good idea...

Mabel glances around at their current surroundings, trying to see if anything really catches her eye. Nothing so far...]

We can keep wandering then! Nothing is really interesting around here.

[impheired]

Alright then. Just lemme know what you want me to stop.

[He lapses into silence as he walks, at least for a few minutes.]

Actually...other than craft stores, what sort of places around here do you like to go to?

[Where do you like to shop, Mabel?]

[braidtrain]

Oh, lots of places!

[Are you ready for The List.]

I like to visit bakeries and candy shops and cafes, plus clothing stores and thrift stores. Arcades are fun too! Novelty shops or antique stores, hobby shops, stores with really nice displays, flower shops...and stores that sell shiny things!

[Okay, it's not that big of a list, but honestly she could have said "everywhere" and probably covered things pretty well.]

What about you?

[impheired]

[Holy crap, Mabel.]

Well uh, I agree with you on antique shops. Those can have some pretty cool stuff sometimes. Places that sell weapons are always worth a visit. Anywhere I can find nice suits, though honestly a lot of the time I get my shit tailor-made.

[Since...he's so tiny.]

1/2

[braidtrain]

[Look, she has a variety of interests okay? Basically anywhere you go she could find something she likes and/or needs.]

Ooooo tailor-made? How fancy!

[That's....such......a small list of things, Fuyuhiko.]

So you don't like games or anything like that? What about water parks! Those are always fun. Or bowling! Oh, oh! You could always visit places like...

[She trails off, lifting a wing up to her beak as if in thought for a few moments before curling it back up.]

Um...you could always visit skating or ice rink? Or a library! Even libraries can be fun.

[braidtrain]

[And then she adds, after another pause and with a tilt of her head:]

I've never been in a weapon store before. If you get your suits tailor-made does that mean you go to those like...really fancy looking ones? That are all "High Quality Steel! Only the Best High Grade Ammo Sold Here! High Quality Survival Stuff Blah Blah Blah" on the front?

[impheired]

Eh, libraries are...okay I guess. Not really my thing but I don't hate 'em. Reading just puts me to fucking sleep half the time. Usually if I went to places like arcades or theme parks or whatever, it's because my little sister dragged me there.

[He...yeah, he doesn't have a lot of interests. He's actually a grandpa, despite appearances.]

And for weapons...it's probably not what you're thinking. Japan's got really strict weapon policies.

[He's just going to leave it at that because otherwise he's going to end up looking even more shady...]

[braidtrain]

Ohhh...

[Not that that'd bother her. Gestures to her shady great uncle. But she's not super into weapons or anything, despite her curiosity, so she'll focus on the part of that reply she is interested in.]

Would you go to an arcade if I asked? We could play some two player games! Like zombie apocalypse games! Or those fighting ones like Fight Fighters! Or...whatever they'd have here I guess.

[It'd be fun!]

[impheired]

......

[Ugh...arcade cabinets though. He's still not exactly crazy about those, given what happened the last time he played one. But...it's Mabel. And if he lets it bother him forever, that's like letting Monokuma win.]

[And, frankly, fuck that bear.]

Yeah, I guess I could be talked into that. I'm not as much as a gamer as some of my classmates, but I can enjoy the occasional shooter.

[braidtrain]

That's where I want to go then!

[She's so excited about this idea, tamping her little feet in place and crest immediately rising up on her head.]

We should play some arcade games right now!

[impheired]

[Ow! Don't stamp your clawed little feets on his shoulder?? That kinda hurts!]

Right now?? Are you sure that's a good idea? [He quirks a brow.] Can you even play arcade games with those hands of yours?

[braidtrain]

[But she's excited! She does pause though at that.]

...well, I've played them with my hands before but now that you mention it, it'll probably be hard with how long my arms have gotten...all my feathers would drag on the dirty floor.

[And that wouldn't be any good. Her crest immediately lowers again and she almost seems to hang her head.]

Awww...I guess we can't do that...

[impheired]

[He lifts a hand and rubs along the curve of her beak.]

Another time. Once you get that bug out of you and you go back to normal.