[Fuyuko]

Complete with full of attire that display any relations to Star Wars; Fuyuko sets her foot on one of the local Star Wars convention. Fuyuko purposefuly wear a hoodie and a hat in an attempt to hide her face from the public.

Other would though that she was there for some kind of infiltration mission as Fuyuko would be the last person that people would expect to be found in this kind of place. However, her reason wasn't that complex - She is just a fan of Star Wars due to the influence of her late husband. However, once Hiyori was born and her husband passed away; She has no time to enjoy her hobby. To the point that her own daughter didn't aware that Fuyuko is a fan of Star Wars. This is her first convention for a long time now.

Her current goal is to procure a limited merchandise complete with the signature of the original cast. With the current state, the merchandise is one of its kind and impossible to get reproduce anymore. This merchandise auction lure many fans in making the venue is crowded. But Fuyuko won't give up as she is ready to face on this battlefield.

Not noticing that she will encounter her old acquaintance here on accident in the near future.

Sora Nakoma

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[Sora Nakoma]

Sora can't help but marvel at the strange yet familiar sights and sounds around him as he wanders the realm of the Star Wars convention, his steps slow and his eyes active to insure that he didn't miss a single detail of his surroundings. The young pro hero had always been a massive fan of the franchise, ever since he was little and introduced to it by his sister, but with how busy he was growing up due to his dedication to training and schoolwork, he had never gotten the opportunity to visit such a venue before.

Until now.

Sora had even opted for a little bit of cosplay, though his was no match for that of the numerous around him who made costumes and effects as their main hobby or even career. No, all he had was a simple yet well-made replica of a typical Jedi's robe, complete with the long brown coats that had always caught his eye as a child and even an old keepsake of his; a simple plastic lightsaber he'd been gifted as a child, with a brand new bulb fit in, so that when the "blade" extended it would glow with a steady green color. It was a toy like any other, the only thing distinguishing it from others being the clear wear and fading on it due to its age. He had even gone so far as to braid his hair in the style of the franchise's Padawans.

He had no real plans as he wandered the grounds, only really wanting to take in the spectacle of the whole thing. Though now that he was here, he supposed it would be cool to get some starship models or the like; something he could do to unwind when he was done with work for the day. There were certainly plenty to go around. It seemed like every corner he turned there was another stall peddling fan-made art, old official merchandise, toys, music, anything a Star Wars fan could dream of!

In fact, the sights around Sora were so surreal that he was beginning to get turned around. At the moment he had been on his way to an auction he heard was going on; he had no real plans to purchase anything, but seeing what was up to offer was plenty of excitement on its own. He spotted a person wearing a hoodie not far from him, her back turned to the young man, and he noticed they walked with a sense of purpose. Maybe they could help him out?

Sora approached the figure. "Excuse me, Miss?" He spoke up, having to speak a bit louder than usual over the din of the busy crowd. "Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you could help me; see, I wanted to go and watch the merchandise auction but I'm a little... well, a lot lost. Never been to a convention before, so it's all kind of overwhelming, heh."

Fuyuko