(open) a wizard and a fox spirit walk into a void

[kimihiros]

Who: Kimihiro&You
What: Getting to know the Void, just generally being confused. Catch-all post!
Where: Around the Void!
When: November OOC
Content Warnings: Nothing!! Perhaps spoilers?

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[kimihiros]

(kimihiro barely takes notice of her himself, too busy sighing and downing more alcohol down his pipes. it's only when she's close enough that he realizes her staring at mugetsu that it hits him that there's someone who heard his conversation. she seems rather flustered for it, apologizing right away, and kimihiro just waves a hand as a response.)

Nothing to worry about, miss. (because her reaction is at least a thousand times better than when he first started being in contact with these beings. he remembers being terrified and throwing what he would easily describe as unnecessary, overly-dramatic annoying tantrums. so, of course, he just smiles politely.) He's friendly.

I was just wondering if my establishment came along.

[feale]

E-Even to strangers?

[ The flustered stuttering doesn't come from a fear of Mugetsu - Yoshizawa is rather used to strange creatures, after all - but just her usual nervousness around new people, and so it continues even as she moves closer, even once she's told that the man's companion is friendly. ]

Do you think he would let me... pat him?

[ A beat passes, and Yoshizawa realizes she's focused on the wrong thing altogether, and her face flushes pink, an apologetic expression curving her lips downward. The man is looking for something from home, a pain she all too well understands, and she's too busy focusing on the creature at his side...! ]

U-Um! I'm so sorry! Maybe I can help you find it? What kind of shop is it?

[kimihiros]

You don't seem to pose a threat. I think both of us are in agreement on that.

(and it's said with a smile and a nod to the little fox, who in turn gives one back to the golden-eyed man. mugestu squeaks happily when she mentions petting, because if there's one thing this yokai is, that thing is loving.

kimihiro notices the red cheeks, the stuttering and all the nervous ticks and finds it curious, making a mental note to keep this encounter with the supernatural as calm as possible not to spook such a nice, young girl.)

There's your answer. Go ahead, he won't bite. (kimihiro offers his fingers and mugetsu happily wraps around the man's wrist like a bracelet, his head resting on the back of the hand and kimihiro holds it out for the girl to pet the tube-like fox.) Honestly, the store looks like a house, but it doesn't just appear for anyone.

[feale]

[ A bright smile finds her lips when the man holds out his hand only for the fox to slip forward, curling around his wrist and resting in what she thinks looks like a very contented manner! How cute... and how encouraging, Yoshizawa stepping forward and reaching out a couple of cautious fingers, stroking them over the little creature's head. Gently at first, so as not to possibly hurt him. (He's so little!)

And as she does, she takes another of the seats at the stall, looking across at the young man. She doesn't know his name, but that doesn't occur to her just yet either; right now she's more focused on the idea of his friend, and the store that's missing. Her head tilts, even as she keeps stroking over the fox's head.

From the way he describes it... ]

What kind of people does it appear for?

[ ...it sounds special. ]

[kimihiros]

People who need it. (they have a wish, knowing or not. sometimes word-of-mouth brings clients, but should they not need it, it simply appears as a grass field between two buildings, enormous and imposing like most tokyo.

mugetsu coos, happily moving his tiny head wherever he'd like yoshizawa to scratch, as if he was guiding. non-chalantly, kimihiro complements it, as he belatedly realizes it might be too vague of a description.) People who have a wish they need granted.

[feale]

[ In response to his words, Yoshizawa stiffens up, the expression on her face immediately turning from something friendly and kind to one a lot more guarded, hesitant. With just those eight words, the newcomer's store has gone from sounding like something innocent and missed to sounding sinister. In her experience, a granted wish isn't necessarily a good thing.

Her fingers continue to stroke over the little fox's head, appreciating the guidance, but it's an action run almost on instinct now as she looks at the man sitting in front of her, a small frown on her face. ]

What... what sort of wishes?

[kimihiros]

(sometimes, it isn't. it's not his job to weigh whether the wish is wrong or right, good or bad. such concepts just don't exist, they're solely based on a person's own perspective. his job is to help those who need it, receive payment to keep the store alive and wait for her to return.

he can tell that she immediately tensed up, though. he too wasn't too keen on that concept before he realized that mostly, they did more good than harm.)

Any wish as long as I can grant it, and the wish can be paid for with something of equal value.