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"Clearly it's a cover-up job by the government,fuu-fuu~" Smirking like some sort of smug cat, she'd bring her sleeve up to partially cover her mouth as a few more snickers escaped her. Honestly...feeding into some conspiracy theorist's...well...conspiracy...was a bit fun. Whether or not it was too much fun would be up for debate, however, she'd bust out an amusingly small pair of opera spectacles as their partner in scams went off on a magical journey. Trying to take a better look around the beach for some chumps to scam...

....but then as she watched the ocean, there was someone cruising it on a unicorn floaty and then when she blinked...they were gone...?

Huh...

Was she tripping the hell out due to not drinking enough water?

Who the hell used unicorn floaties in this day and age anywho?

As a bead of sweat rolled down her cheek, she closed up her opera spectacles and tucked them away before getting out a bottle of water from the cooler. Cracking it open, she'd take a few sips before the corner of her mouth lightly twitched upon the timing of Mafdet's return. Though she turned as a burbled chuckle started trying to escape and--YUP!

A SPIT TAKE LAUGH!

Sniffling and coughing as she recomposed herself, letting out a wheeze as she stared at the new layout of wares...inspecting them and...oh god, were they REALLY re-doing price tags?!

...wait.

Did they say something about extra footsteps because of one of those shells...?

Blinking a few times, she had a staring contest with the rude crab how had the beard of a hermit...

..................w-was...was that normal?

Arching a brow at the bearded crab, she then carefully reached out to grab the shell that was said to repair itself...lifting it up only to smash it down upon the table as those curious lavender optics took in the site of the fragments twitching only to bring themselves together like nothing ever happened. Before she could even suggest that they need to sell this bad boy for waaaaaaaaay more, when looking back at the cat bug...that's when she noticed people were starting to vacate the beach in more ways than one.

Some by choice...others by force because they were getting chased by some fish with jellyfish-like frills and long, human legs can-canning them away. What the rootin' tootin' tarnation hell? Admittedly, it's been a pretty damn long time since she'd been to the beach but... "B-bweep...is...is this normal...?" ...and was her mind startin' to sound like a cartoon-y cowboy?! Fanning her hand before pointing behind the cat bug of U.A.U with an air of reasonable concern amidst the mess of confusion going on in her noggin.

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Honestly, it felt like her life was moving a little slower than she planned in the grand scheme of things, but that's okay...

...she was ambitious enough to achieve her goals. All she needed was time, that's all...just time. Much like how the time had come for her to move out and start becoming even more independent, yet not completely leaving the very rare few who mattered to her behind. "Looks like it, bwee-" The petite woman blinked a few times as she was scooped up by her incredibly tall mother riiiiiiight into a hug "--eep!" Even though this was a brand of the norm, it still had a way of catching her by surprise...

A soft squeak escaped her as she nuzzled into the hug and returned it, a side of her that only her mother saw.

...the only one who really deserved to see it after saving their life.

When it came to their birth father, the guy wasn't bad...just an absolute chickenshit for leaving just because things got difficult. Granted that yes, she understood....but...part of their mind couldn't help but view the flamboyant man as a selfish jackass. Sure, everyone needs to be selfish and watch their own ass...

...but isn't it different when children are involved?

Was it really the right choice to run rather than making sure your kid's safe?

No one asks to be born, so doesn't it fall upon the parents to take the reigns of responsibility for the life they made when it was in danger?

Something dad struggled to grasp.

The goat mother never gave up when things got rough, that's why Yue ultimately stayed at her mother's side for so long. They were strong enough to hold their own and weren't afraid to take matters into their own hands...history won't repeat itself.

Never again.

Letting out a soft sigh with a gentle laugh polished off by a scoff, she closed her eyes, "Don't worry, I got'cha number memorized...we'll figure something out soon, promise." Partially opening her eyes as she was set down, she closed her eyes once more upon getting a gentle head pat. Nuzzling into the palm of her massive palm, her eyes fluttered open as she felt her mother's hand move and she couldn't help but grin, "Yeah? Bweep! Well that's good, means I won't have to crash on the couch...n-not like it's uncomfortable or anything..." Bringing the goat mother into a quick, yet tight hug, she stepped away and waved lightly as she headed out...

...at least they weren't too far away.

"I'll drop a line when we get to the new place...!" With that, she headed on out and to the passenger seat since...yeah...she was taught better manners than to make folks wait, especially when they were good to you and helping out. "Alright, Songbird, let's go~" Buckling up and getting cozy in her seat, she wasn't sure how long the drive was gonna be but...eh...!

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Bobbling her head in a nod of agreement with a thoughtful smile to those words, she really did think that sometimes alone time was a good thing...being surrounded and stuck around people all the time could be suffocating. Even if she was more than happy to surround herself with people, then lull them into a sense of security to lighten their wallets with an array of products to offer. Having moments to herself, sorting out those thoughts and sifting through some semblance of peace was far from being a bad thing in her book...

...though the question was does she play the part of ignorance?

No, sometimes it was better to make a garden flourish by offering it all the more attention, "I heard about your family name in the business world, it's so cool I'm meeting their daughter!" Though she did feel her face warm up ever so slightly, her cheeks a touch of carnation as she heard a sincere compliment about her name over all...it was deeeeefinitely not something she heard every day. "Bweepbweepbweep th-thanks!" Fussing with the ears of her hat, she was officially in the company of someone who would probably be easy to make bank off of...but actually nice to her?

Being around the block and having been through enough of a life experience, she was generally pretty good about sniffing out the difference between sarcasm and sincerity. Which...well..when someone met her with sarcasm, she had her way of rolling with those punches. Today wasn't that day as far as she could tell and if she was wrong...the reckoning of a thousand merchants would be upon Ms. Koyama, wiggling her nose slightly, she arched her brows and spoke in a chirp, "Huuuh...I don't think it's enhanced at all, it's kinda weird? Weird like this place not having a lift, weird..."

Honestly, she could have lied about it, but there was the off chance something bad could happen out here and it's not like she wanted to appear like some sort of bullshit artist. Especially since it wasn't like she could hear for someone buried beneath the snow, which...unlikely, but she didn't want that sort of responsibility to come back and bite her in the ass. There were already enough folks she couldn't help back then...that was more than enough of a weight on her conscience. After all, she wasn't going into Pro-Hero work to see how much of a let down she could be.

So with that, she was completely and utterly honest...

Though she couldn't help but chuckle and smile bright, getting someone like this a solid step forward in the industry and possibly calling dibs on becoming her manager?! This was way too good to pass up! "Yup~! We'll work somethin' out so you can check out the shop and if you'd like, I could even be your manager~! I got lot's of good ideas for merch~" Though the mention of being underground reminded her of when she just binge listened to a bunch of random tracks, trying to figure out what group Yohannes could possibly reach out to for a deal...and a sense of musically inclined curiosity.

........thaaaaaaaaaaat's why her voice was familiar...!

IT WAS ALL STARTING TO MAKE MORE SENSE!

Mmmhmm~! Moon Rabbit~!" The moment of irony that fate would have a hare, of all things, startle her! Seeing Yvel's arm reach out, her eyes grew wide as she flailed in a panic to grab it like a freaked out cat as her body PLOUFED as if it was trying to act like an airbag in a crash! The floppy ears of her hat suddenly a little less wiggly since now...they had her bunny ears in them. For a moment, she was wide eyed like a deer in headlights as she got her footing adjusted and blinked a few times as her racing heart got back to normal.

"Fwooooooooooooooooooooooooo.....thanks..." Letting out a hell of a sigh, she released Yvel's arm and held the straps of her bag while continuing on with...what was feeling kinda...almost...like a friend...that she could definitely get lots of money out of if she played her cards right...

As they got to the next check point, she let out a soft gasp and smiled excitedly since..."I've always wanted to try snowboarding or skiing! Bweep!" With her ears perking up a bit, she very clearly didn't have a snowboard on hand, let alone skiis...so she did the next best thing...


...THAT'S RIGHT!

She took off her gloves, tucking them away in her pocket with a grin as a smooth bridge emerged from her palms.

USE HER QUIRK TO MAKE ONE!

Looking at Yvel's snowboard, then back to her bridge, she adjusted the rails so it would fit her feet as a snowboard would and picked it up, "Fuufuufuu~! This oughta be fun~!" It wasn't often that she actually felt more alive and happy around someone, but it felt like things were clicking in a way that she could find herself connecting with someone. Maybe...maybe this was the way of the mountains blessing her...who knows.

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King?

Who would name their kid that...

...fricken' weird, maybe he called himself that because he felt like he was king of the forrest or whatever? Didn't matter, she had her end of the bargain to fulfill. From the looks of it, the bear trap stuck on his leg wasn't really bothering him, but there was no telling that it would keep being a nothing burger for someone like him when she started getting the damn thing off.

Not like she'd talk about why she knew how to take these damn things off to a total stranger...

...or at least the whole truth.

Positioning the planks, "Yup! If it hurts, just bite down! This won't take me very long!" Nor would she openly chatter about why she suggested biting down on something when there was no anesthesia available. Life didn't always offer luxuries, sometimes you just worked within your means...

"One more thing, when I tell you to move your leg move it, no hesitation." Those last words lost whatever warmth lingered from before, with the planks in position at the sides where the spring mechanism happened to be, she slammed her hands together. Using her own strength behind it to apply pressure upon the springs, beads of sweat began rolling down her cheeks, the bear trap creaking loudly like a falling tree. "Move it, NOW!"

For such a petite young woman, she sure managed to sound like a commander of some sort just then...

...if he followed her instructions, she'd slide her palms across one another to put the planks in-between so nothing else could get hurt by the damn thing.

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Maybe she would have dragged Yohannes along if he hadn't been sleeping in for the five millionth time this week, but that was neither here nor there at this rate. Though at the same time, she sort of felt like this was some venture that was better taken solo...aside from being able to wiggle her way into groups and what have you. There was something personal about the journey, too... "Mmmhmm~! I'll still have fun, though~!" The smile across her lips was a thoughtful one that matched her chipper affirmation, following a couple of nods with a excited little squeak!

Then her eyes widened ever so slightly as the girl before her turned into just a massive bag of money within the depths of her mind... "Bweep, Koyama~?" Oh my god, the person she met by happenstance would make one hell of a customer! Granted, the petite gal hadn't been exactly struggling when it came to money...but more never hurt and was always more than welcome... "Wow, your name's so pretty!" Saying those words with a chipper smile she adjusted the straps of her bag with a little hop and shuffle. "You, yup! I'm ready to go~! Aaaa, it's nice I can have someone to hang out with when I gotta take a break, though! Bweep, we get to keep each other company~!"

When the other girl mentioned her quirk for a moment, she let go of one strap and pointed up to her hat, slowly fluttering her lashes into a couple of blinks, "Bweepbweep? My hat? Oh um!" Did she think she was hiding real bunny ears under this thing? WELL...Ms. Money Bags Koyama wasn't completely off base, "E-eheh, I guess kinda sorta? A lil..." Flipping one of the ears over her shoulder, she couldn't help but have a lil warmth of fondness shine through, "...that's prolly why my mom made it this way, fits the bunny ears whenever I've got em'..." Even though her mother's lifestyle was the culprit to opening her eyes on the importance money tied into power, that woman always had her best interests in mind at the end of the day.

...even the little things like some cute hat being made so it would be comfortable, no matter the form she was in.

Thankfully, it was stretchy and a little baggy in all the right places so it could be a life time fit as long as she took care of it. Though that question about what she did for a living merited a little thought...she quite literally spent her time trying to analyze people to see what she could try to sell them, then what felt like a lifetime of trying to be useful. Though as she listened thoughtfully to Yvel talk about herself, following her gaze towards a deer wandering on by, it was a little odd that someone coming from such a wealthy family would be waiting tables rather than just focusing on the band stuff.

Then again...

...it made some sense in that she'd be a waitress. Getting a little extra money never hurt and waiting tables meant a window of opportunity to network with folks, bring them to shows for a few extra eyes as an organic means of advertising. Word of mouth was cheaper than printing up posters, even a smart person with lots of money in the bank knew that. "You're in a band?! Wooooow, that sounds fun!" In a weird way....she stopped seeing Yohannes as some rival and more like a potential business partner...mutually beneficial ties. Turning her gaze towards her for a moment, she let out a soft gasp as though she'd been stricken by the brightest light bulb, "I know someone who runs a music shop if your band ever needs that! You know, getting your stuff out there, I'm also pretty good at business stuff~!"

Thumb pointing towards herself with a soft chuckle, she was genuinely enthralled by the opportunity to possibly make a business contact! "I'm an independent entrepreneur of sorts, but I'm also trying to become a Pro-Hero, so I'm studying over at U.A.U in their support program to expand my horizons~" Finishing those words with a nod, though she couldn't help but look around and genuinely take in the scenery itself...

...there was always so much focus on the hustle and bustle of the city that she never actually went out of her way to enjoy the things outside of it. Unless it meant she could gain something from it, like when she went out of her way to seek out a cryptid for a few quick bucks and free advertisement one day. Even then, it wasn't something she did to truly enjoy nature, see what it had to offer...none of that. In a way, it was crazy how many things there were that she'd been robbed of in more ways than one.

Slowing her steps down, she turned her gaze towards something that caught her attention...a pair of perked up ears that wiggled above a rock before a little face of a hare poked up, wiggling its nose as the critter's whiskers danced in the sunlight. Seeing its head tilt at her, she couldn't help but find herself tilt with it as a curiously squeaked out "Bweep~?" chirped out of her. It was no wonder animals sold so well as plushies...they really have such a comforting charm about them...don't they?

AAAAAND then without warning, it bolted to a near by bush which caused her to stagger backwards and nearly lose balance, ESPECIALLY with that large bag on her back!

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[attr="class","likedoinfo"]LINK TO COMPLETED CHARACTER SHEET: WARE's that??? Get it, Ware instead of Where? I'm so PUN-y
LINK TO LOCKER ROOM: One of the few places she's makin' purchases LOL
OTHER: TWO upgrades total! 1 for Vitality to C+ and then 1 for Awareness to C-!

7,500 (Initial EXP) - 4,500 (From Vitality: C- to C+) - 1,750 (From Awareness: D-, Fresh C- purchase) = 1,250 EXP remain!