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Ann Takamaki ♥ Panther ([personal profile] menaretrash) wrote in [community profile] tabularasa_rp2020-12-02 10:30 am

December catch all, babyyyy

Who: Ann Takamaki + YOU!
What: Random things and maybe a few closed starters. More things to be added during the month tbh.
Where: The apartments, the beach... multiple locations.
When: Throughout the non existent month of December
Content Warnings: N/A, will be updated if anything comes up!

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[personal profile] bridge_princess 2020-12-04 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh wait. Right. She looked at her and slapped her forehead. "Augh, I know what it might be in part. You're blonde. They used to get so weird because I was blonde." She grunted sourly and shook her head. In her day, it was because of the relations to the Ainu, probably. "They don't mind blondes across the ocean. I remember hearing that. Whatever. I like your hair. Wish mine was that lustrous. Light hair's fine. It's different. It stands out."

She blinked. Wait, had she just... uh... well, she'd been complementing her. She'd always done that because it gave her excuses to be jealous, but she guessed maybe that made her smile a little? "Uh, yeah... sure. No problem, I guess? I'm not used to being the one who gets thanked for saying something nice, heh."
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[personal profile] bridge_princess 2020-12-10 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Definitely, and that whole thing about blondes? It was absolutely centuries old, so she could certainly appreciate the pain there.]

Oh man, I think it started back in my day. They used to freak out about it because of the Ainu. [She shrugged. Those folks lived in Hokkaido. She'd never even met one.] Ngh... there you go complementing me again, heh.

Heh. Don't worry about it. Always happy to find the things that someone's got going for them. [Perfect fodder for herself after all.]
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[personal profile] bridge_princess 2020-12-11 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Ehhhh... part of it's because the isles always had a thing for conformity. Whoever matched the perfect ideal that much better than everyone else was the prize of prizes. So people would try so damned hard to count the layers of clothes they could wear, match the exact colors of the season so that thy were perfectly fitting in better than...

...

People are dumb. That's why. [Much better explanation.]