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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Today was amazing. Solely because something Jun didn't expect to find was found. She had a single day set aside for her hobbies (on threat of being locked into a padded room), and either she binged anime or built models, or she went out to purchase supplies and models for her own uses (Auden was kind enough to give her an allowance for things at work). And today she took a trip to the hobby store to mostly replenish some of her paints and glue, but also see what models were available. Lo and behold, there was something new: a detailed kit of the IJN Kaga, small enough to fit on the desk. Jun's eyes dilated, her heartbeat quickened, and one transaction later walked out with both the materials she needed and this new kit. Already she was looking over the box, admiring the art, looking over what paints they recommended, and in general just enjoying the day. She had other things to worry about so she couldn't start on this right away, but she was excited nonetheless. Nothing could bring her down! Mira Kyō

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[Mira Kyō]

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[attr="class","carvetitle"]A PRINCESS

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[attr="class","carvetext"]"Models?? Who needs those stupid little toys they're for little kids!" She shouted into her phone as her 'contact' fed her more information. "Yes." They spoke softly. "But the particular shipment a certain hobby shop has received is valuable. They're not models at all. The shopkeep won't be aware of what's in the models. You get them, and we'll split the money 50/50." Mira nearly screamed "50/50?! Who do you think I am? I want 150%!!" "But that's not- Fine 50/50, and you'll receive 100% of a shipment of sweets as additional compensation." With a huff, she calmed down almost immediately. "That's what I thought! Fine, I'll go get them, but I want those sweets when I bring the toy." "Very well, they're in the IJ.. Kaga." Static cut the call off briefly. "Yeah yeah, IJ, whatever!" "That's not what I-" Click.

She arrived at the shop just in time to hear Jun asking about the IJN Kaga, and for Mira, this was good enough to take it from her by force! Clearly, she was another greedy commoner peasant dumb ugly buttface that just wanted all the money for themselves. Just in case, she'd approach the counter as Jun left. "I'm here for the IJ..thing she just got!!" she pointed accusingly at Jun, who was already outside. "I'm sorry, that was the last one, ma'am. I can-" Mira stamped her feet. "Useless! I'll do it myself." She'd slap the hand of the owner as he gestured for her to pick something else out, and she ran out; she'd figure out what quirk he had later, but for now, it was time to get what she earned. With all her hard work coming out here, she deserved it!

Swinging open the door, she'd shout, "HEY REDHEAD!" and she'd charge towards Jun. "Gimme that it's mine! You stole it from me! All the treasure belongs to me!" with a leap, she'd attempt to snatch the kit out of her hand, and if she was lucky, she'd swipe a new quirk to play with, and the dumb face on this girl would be worth seeing her get obliterated by her own quirk.

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun was in too good of a mood, so the sudden shouting and the like behind her caught her off guard. She turned to see what the fuss was about, only for this pink haired...creature? Something. Reached out to take what she literally just bought. She had a few flashbacks to some experiences she had as a kid being bullied, anxiety creeping up into her chest as she took too big leaps back. "Uh, wh-what?" Jun was not great at dealing with confrontation, but had more experience than the average person. The girl was shorter than Jun, so if she wanted she could just hold the kit far away to keep her from getting it. The problem with that was it required physical contact in the process, and Jun was not in the mood to have a panic attack today. "I-I'm sorry, Miss, uh. Did the store owner make a mistake...? Did you have something like this on pre-order or something? That seems unlike him, though, I buy from him often and he seems to have a process to all that..." This was a weird experience. The girl seemed petulant, but that couldn't be the case, right...? Right? Mira Kyō

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[attr="class","carvetext"]Miss? MISS?!

Did this brat call her old? She wasn't a miss! (Author Note: Mira doesn't understand that miss isn't the same as Mrs.) Puffing out her cheeks and stomping the ground, "I'm not old! I'm young and cute! Right? Right!?" She took steps towards Jun, alternating between pouting and anger.

She was about to lash out when it clicked. She was just nervous, and Mira's anger immediately faded, being replaced by a coy smile. "Oh, I understand...my cuteness and beauty captured you!" she'd placed her hands on her hips and stood proud, nose upturned. "Well, rejoice! The future empress and current princess Mira Kyo is blessing you with her presence!" She'd take another step forward. "Now hand me my IG- IJ...uh toys!" another step, and she was getting close to Jun. All she needed to do was just touch her, and she'd win..

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