Charles Patricius

Though Kazu surely couldn't say any of his actual thoughts aloud, Kei was apparently interested in hearing them... but not within earshot of Rindou. He could understand that; the 'older' male in their company was generally a buzzkill who managed to twist anything falsely in his own favor. Kazu always thought King Gilgamesh was full of bravado, but... at least that man showed results for everything; Rindou hadn't proved anything but the depth of his own wallet all day. At the request of a raincheck, Kazu nodded to Kei. "Yeah, of course! Just let me know when!" he agreed without so much as a second thought. Another thing Kazu did without thinking twice, was produce his phone to take a photo of Kei's new look. If she wasn't going to wear a yukata very often, he, unlike Rindou, wanted the memory immortalized. Rapid motions of his thumb and arm took no less than fifteen pictures of the girl as she posed, snapping from multiple angles to ensure he had the best view possible. He didn't linger, though. In time, they were en route to yet another location with Kei lamenting the pair of clogs she wore, and Kazu offering a lift. She took his hand, his offer, and... offered something more later? Surely he didn't misinterpret that. "Hai!" Kazu agreed emphatically. With no issues whatsoever, he lifted the lass off her feet. The same hand he used was brought to her back in the moment, while his other arm hooked under her legs to carry her sideways. Naturally, Kazu managed as much without a single problem... and Rindou saw it. Kids these days were such gym rats, he thought. So much time was wasted building their bodies for social media pictures and general tomfoolery, but he... he would be the boss of such people. He was already the boss of such people! "Hmph! A cheap trick for someone who could never own a car! Let's see it last..." Rindou said while leading the way to their next destination.

Soma would be discovering how deep the well of Iino Miko truly went. He surely wouldn't even reach the bottom, but he would se depths unfathomable. The approach of repeatedly ejecting him from her womb, only to pull him back in at seismic force every time. The van wasn't having a very good time at all. It rocked repeatedly, each slam threatening to either tip it over or destroy its axle. Worse still, Soma was hardly hanging on himself. That climb of his was looking higher and higher by the moment... but he did want goals. It was the best he could do to keep draining mana from Miko's chest to keep himself amplified physically. Alas, he was neither doing worse... nor better. The rate at which he expelled his own mana into Miko's body rivaled the rate of his absorption. As such, Soma had little choice but to survive until Miko's power became something he could utilize.

Kazuhiko was familiar with someone who had what others would call false bravado and so was Kei. The Emperor of Zheng spoke highly of himself and what he was capable of, and she found him to be the same kind of person as herself, a much more agreeable form. It was as if someone like Sukoto Rindou had never actually done any work. In all honesty all he'd done was buy things, and while his purchases were extravagant, anyone could work and splurge. That didn't make them better instrinsically than anyone else. Kei was already aware of this and further confirmed it. More pictures for Kazuhiko were coming in his future. An agreement was decided and then they walked around more, until of course, Kei made complaints about shoes and the like. Soon enough, Kazuhiko was offering her a hand up and Kei found herself being princess carried. A cute little squeak escaped her, "Eeep!~ " she made the noise but she was so comfortable her body relaxed in his arms. She'd been seeing that muscular body of his for the last two days but being right up against it, she determined that maybe, Miko wasn't wrong about the nature of muscular bodies. "Calling something cheap because yo know you're incapable isn't at all in good taste. And for a guy who can own a car, you sure are content to make a girl walk around in uncomfortable shoes, which you picked out. Shut up!" Kei commanded. As Kazuhiko walked along she felt like he could carry her like this indefinitely, she spent a while calculating the small additions of this moment and gave them in a singular number. "10 points, for Ka-sen!" she determined in a way which was completely and utterly fair. Off in the distance a certain brown haired girl approached a stall and sat behind a covering beginning to sew quickly. "When that pretty brown haired guy gets up here... give him this. I'm so tired of watching that blonde guy ruin their date," she uttered for whatever reason. An old woman smiled and took that order for whatever reason, prepping a Jinbei.

As time continued to pass for Miko and Soma the lad was gaining and losing in equal amounts. Even as the van they were in seemed to be suffering from the girl's increased actions. Seismic womb slams were not going to hurt him, but they were going to milk him for all the mana he had to offer. Miko herself was experiencing orgasms in waltzes with her own rhythms and seemed to be having the rather good time. Her drunkenness was being held at the same level as well, she was receiving and giving at the same amounts. As they continud the rocking and noises coming out of that van were quite intense, Miko kept her chirping to ear appropriate levels, but that didn't mean the vibrations of them wouldn't be felt in the body of the lad she was riding. She was actually still amazed that he allowed her to mount him she had to make it an experience he wanted to repeat, because while she didn't mind being pounded into paste, she also quite enjoyed the freedom to do it herself. She didn't know how long she had before he was done with the abject deviance but she was having a good enough time that she'd continue on...

There was something interesting about the tsundere types. In sudden movements like the current lift, there were always the most amusing, cutest sounds. Kazuhiko wore a smile that couldn't be altered even by Rindou's blabbering... which Kei herself had a quick comeback for. Alas, her comment about him making a girl walk around in uncomfortable shoes was of little consequence to the man. "You can't expect to drive around in a festival," was all he said. Just afterwards though, Kazu was awarded... ten points? For a carry? "Ten points?! There have only been five activities!" he complained. "Wait, I can get points other ways? There are cool points?!" Kazu asked excited. Rindou was far from satisfied. "Hmph! Fine; take your pity points! But I demand they be removed when he inevitably drops you!" the man demanded. In hearing that, Kazu was only further motivated. He was the one wearing the confidence now. "Not happening! And if there's cool points, how's this?" Just then, Kazu decided to toss Kei into the air, about three meters or so. He crouched before she reached the apex. With a spin for flair and a kickoff that actually only used one foot, he launched himself up to catch her in the same position. They would fall in what seemed to be a slow, almost fluttery motion. "See? No drops~"

Between the van and Soma himself, something was likely to break eventually. Ah, but Soma did have a tricky little feature unknowingly inherited from one of his parents: a speck of luck. Even though his body was ready to collapse at every slam, the collapse itself never happened. It did weigh on him heavily, though. In fact, some five expulsions later, he was retaliating in such a way as to chomp Miko's nipple when drawing from it ─ all as an instinctual reaction to high tension and sensory overload elsewhere.

Meanwhile, the boat used by Hiruko and Sakura, Kama or whatever she was going by now, had finally docked... albeit several hours off its original schedule. Hiruko had only managed to slide himself from the table down into a chair, where he sat with a body that felt like its every cell was vibrating. "Gah! I still can't bring myself to leave the boat. I'm gonna need way more than a little practice for round two. I try moving my leg, and my finger twitches. This is some freaky stuff~" he said as if amused by all these new discoveries today.

Of course, Sukuto was one of those who lacked the imagination to think about 'driving' around a festival as a thing. Perhaps that is why she was annoying by his frivolity, it lacked flair. "Jempana and Norimono would be an easy way to accomplish the same kind of feeling. You'd be very surprised what kind of expectations could be made with even a little imagination," she claimed. In truth, within the Qin Empire she was often just put into a Jiao and moved around from place to place by Emperor Zheng who found it an amusing thing to do. "I have been more than fair to you, but my criteria are sound. And it isn't just for the carry, a few of those points are for the hair accessory, which I will actually use whenever I want and for being thoughtful enough to give me a gift I actually like," she explained. as for cool points. "Yes, of course it's possible to earn points other ways... it'd be dumb to only go with tangible assets as a means to observe a good date. If money was all it took to make relationships work... rich people wouldn't get divorced," she explained easily. Whatever the case, Rindou wanted to claimed Kazuhiko should lose points when she was dropped. "Should he? Then should you lose points for making me uncomfortable and refusing to follow simple instructions such as how to address me?" she looked at him in defiance, fair was fair after all. But she didn't have too much time to think about that.. no, she was tossed into the air and yelped lightly only to be caught after a spiraling hop up into the air. A giggle escaped her soon after as she held on to Kazuhiko's broad shoulders. "Ehehe~ Yeah, he definitely won't drop me. Great show... 2 points~" she claimed. All the while that little show caught the attention of that brown haired girl, she saw that little show and her crimson eyes sparkled for just a moment. "Never mind the Jinbei, Falling Leaves is a much better idea!~" she chanted. Suddenly focus was extreme and new pieces were being stitched together.

Meanwhile, Miko was busy finding out that Soma had inherited quite a bit of luck. He wasn't being pummeled to death or smashed into non-existence, no... he remained and fought back even. Those explusions into Miko's womb were one thing, but the bite delivered to Miko's nipple made a high pitched yelp escape her lips, but the tightening of her core said it was quite the enjoyable experience. "Chiii♪~ I liked that.... box it♪~" she added it to a list of kinks she found herself developing and thus wanting to try out in other situations. Just the same the ride didn't stop, this poor van was going to continue rocking to the beat created by Miko and Soma's combined movements until such a time as satisfaction was properly reached. Still, the fact that she enjoyed so much aggression made Soma a prime target, even though he wasn't as interested in just the sex, he'd definitely grow to be some kind of monster and she couldn't help but want to find out exactly what kind of monster he'd be.

At the same time, Hiruko was finally coming together enough to speak, while Kama remained laying on the table her eyes open, that marble popped out of her mouth so she could stare at it intently. "Yeah, those two are something else... unfathomable entities. It's exciting, even I don't know what they are... and I'm a child of wisdom~" she said almost wistfully. "I died today before I was remade..." Kama said as if that was a perfectly normal thing. "But... I am sure you've just been given a head start to a fully magical body, as you settle it should be fine... your body should react more like magic now, so you might have an easier time visually movements to make them happen rather than feeling them..." she said absently. "You aren't breaking apart like Kazzun or anything, so it's probably just a bit of confusion. Though if you still feel weird about it after our group as a magical healer that might be able to say more about the body part of it," she mentioned almost absently, knowing that she'd seen the girl fully heal deep injuries and make items which could do the same out of magic.

Kei insisted there were ways to basically fabricate the concept of driving through a festival. What sort of era did she think they were living in? Well, Rindou wasn't entirely opposed to a bit of extra flair befitting of his status. Maybe he'd keep that desire of hers in mind for later? Yes, maybe he would plan their wedding during a festival, or make a festival of the wedding itself. That would placate her a bit. Speaking of placating, it seemed Kei was willing to subtract points from Kazuhiko... if she could also subtract them from Rindou. A scoff passed his lips; such an audacious girl she was. "Of course not! Discomfort and beauty go hand-in-hand!" he stated, only to go totally silent when Kazu threw Kei higher than he should have been able to... and jumped higher than a professional basketball player to catch her before the fall began. Rindou could only adjust his glasses and stare in awe, trying to mask the reaction with annoyance. At the same time, Kazu landed comfortably and casually skipped forward, past Rindou. "Two points? Back in the game!" he chirped along the way to their next destination ─ something done as if Rindou didn't exist.

Deviance came in no small amounts from Iino Miko. Soma realized such a thing numerous times throughout the day, especially since they were alone in that van. He'd bit her nipple with no concern for her reaction... and she reacted to the pleasantry. What a freak, he thought. Well, that was also fine. Soma didn't have much time left in him anyway. After a few more minutes, he was spilling his last. All moaning and groaning that slipped up his throat had become somewhat... melodic. While his body was collapsing, Hiruko was staring at that twitchy finger while trying to make his leg move. Kama went on to explain what she knew of that unknown pair, even outing herself as a 'child of wisdom'. Moreover, she claimed death had taken her before the change to her current form. That was quite the extreme turn of events. "Yikes. So, what, death isn't really death? I've got a lot of learning to do. Oh... what do you think of being my practice partner to keep me from exploding the next time she comes by?" he asked. After a few minutes of trying, Hiruko managed to consciously move his hand. The legs still weren't cooperating, but... one step at a time. "So who's this healer you're talking about? If I had to take a guess, I'd assume it's Kocchi. She's got the right demeanor for it," he said while, despite it being a bit difficult, reaching out for his phone.

Kei was busy having a bit of fun. Of course she realized a man like Sukuto Rindou, wouldn't at all want a rule he decided applied to himself... it was far from being something he even considered. "You want rules made, but don't want them applied to you... conveniently ignore the fact that my reasons would be valid because you referring to me so casually shouldn't at all still be a thing after I've said so many times not to... exactly what I would expect from someone like you..." she said fully disgusted by him. Ah but she wouldn't have to keep up with that... no, she'd instead be tossed into the air in such a way that would involve her happily given more points to Kazuhiko as he caught and continued carrying her around. Still they were passing a certain shop, with no logo. It looked quite plain on the outside but that was done on purpose, so as not to draw unnecessary attention to it. The lady would call out to him, seeming to have just decided on a whim to talk to him, but this was simpy her following orders. "This isn't a jinbei but I'll pass it along..." an older woman said as the pair were walking by laughing and talking. "Oya, Shounen. One moment of your time, a gift for you on this wonderful evening~" she lady claimed. She could easily have done something else, but the box with several designer pieces was sitting and ready for the lad, as well as a red pair of tabi socks and some double clog shoes. It had a theme of falling leaves and would be considered one of the best looking outfits.

Meanwhile, Miko was receiving what she'd call one of the ultimate rewards of her day. AN expulsion from Soma whose grunts, moans and groans came out with a more melodic quality, denoting the end to his proper tuning. She'd definitely have to enjoy that as her body finally came to a stop with one final pulse. "Aaaayeee♫!~ That's such a nice sound, it caresses the ears just right now, Omedetō♪!~" she sang happily. She'd rest a few moments with him still inside her, this time listening only for the rhythm of his heartbeats and his breaths. He done quite well as far as she was concerned and was definitely worth coming back for again. At the same time, Hiruko seemed to be working towards gathering himself while Kama spoke easily from her unmoving perch, willing to let her body catch up at its own more flexible pace. "No death is death... she's a very nice girl according to Okaa-sama. I am still processing... a me in another reality died in the same interaction. We became a single mind I am still processing all the memories. But I was able to use her death to properly catalyze myself and rebirth this form. The others might be able to explain it to you in a way that is easier to digest..." she explained. "And I would gladly be your practice partner, I already hold back less with you, you don't die from my non-spiritual antics, so I could go with a steady introduction to the magical part instead, since you've already been shock treated to what I assume was the female version of that very intense magical density, Kama's eyes hadn't left her little marble, but did, as Hiruko guessed correctly who the healer among their group was... "Hai, Micchan is the healer. I suppose she does have a good demeanor for helping others. Magically she is quite interesting too I understand why my mother and fathers have taken so much interest. Still it's surprising that you came to such a conclusion... I wonder what criteria you used to determine that..." she mused. People were still kind of obscure to Kama, she was still learning after all.

With only another scoff, Rindou completely ignored Kei's little tantrum. He didn't have to tolerate her nonsense when such ridiculous things as this brown-haired boy's physical ability were on display. He was at a disadvantage! That sort of trick was downright cheating, even conspiring against his inevitable victory! Oh well; he'd surely make up for missing points by night's end. Ah, but Rindou wasn't the only one ignoring people today. Kazu marched onward with Kei in tow, as if returning to how their date originally was without a care in the world. He did always have tunnel vision in some moments. He didn't have much attention to pay anyone but Kei, until an older woman in a nearby shop grabbed his attention. "Eh? Me?" he asked. This woman claimed to have some sort of gift for him. That was strange; he definitely didn't know this woman. "Uh... thanks? Do I know you? I don't know why you want to give me something, but I can't just go taking your products. Or..." Kazu paused, looking at the lack of identity to the stall and wondering if the woman's 'gift' was more than just a handout. "Is business doing alright? I can help pass word of your shop around if you're hurting for sales."

Soma would be in recovery for some time yet. Though he'd have much rather taken Miko out of his lap, tossed her aside or any such thing, he couldn't manage anything but an attempt to stabilize himself. He'd taken so much, lost so much. Though he broke even in the end, Soma's body took the brunt of the damage. The same could be said of the father who didn't even know him: Hiruko. Hiruko's body was hardly responsive, but his mind still functioned. As for his soul, it wouldn't be stabilizing and settling any time soon. In the time he took to get even a single part of his body working, however, Hiruko did learn some things. Death, the entity... was a woman ─ apparently a nice one. "Is she? I wonder if all that 'flirting with death' will pay off for me one day~" he joked. The remainder of Kama's information dump was received as Hiruko nodded... or rather, he thought he was nodding. "I don't think my head's actually moving, but I'm following along. Multiple realities, a dead version of you got sucked inside this one, so you've got two sets of memories. Classic Science Fiction," he observed while checking his messages. It seemed he already had something from Miko, who was indeed the healer Kama spoke of. Before addressing the reason he reached that conclusion, however, Hiruko thought to comment on Kama's agreement to help his process... and the details of that mysterious woman. "Dense doesn't even begin to cover it. I felt like I was being crushed and drowning, and she hadn't even put it in yet! Hell of an introduction to magic if you ask me," he said initially. "Anyway, I assumed it was her based on the three I know. You wouldn't be talking about yourself, Kayacchi doesn't have the emotional constitution to become incredible at the job, and Kocchi... is too nice for her own good. It screams 'doctor', I think," he explained. Given the message he had from Miko, Hiruko decided to call her back instead of responding via text. It would be much easier to lift his phone and hold it in place, after all. Actually... he'd just put it on speaker instead. "Calling Kocchi now, by the way. Looks like she already wanted my attention for something."

Sukoto Rindou was silently in a tantrum. He didn't want the same rules applied to him that he wanted applied to Kazuhiko, meanwhile, Kei had been letting him get away with interrupting the date she'd worked to hard to get for herself. While he thought that over and Kazuhiko began to move as if ignoring him which likely didn't go for his ego either. Whatever the case, a woman from an unmarked stall was calling him over. When he approached he wondered if she was talking to him. "Hai hai, of course I'm talking to you. And I'm just a humble shop employee, nothing worth worrying about," she claimed as if it was amusing. "Oh, don't be so modest. It's nothing like that... you could call this a prototype," she explained. "As for any help with business, you could wear it to match your date, and call it advertising. It's mutually beneficial~" Offered the nice lady behind. She had in front of her a gift box with the combination of pieces which would be called 'Falling Leaves' by the person who'd put it together. This included a white kimono style shirt, some autumn leaf themed hakama and a black scarf embroidered in gold. The shoes and tabi as well would tie together the look should he choose to take it. "Some of us, still like seeing some young people out and having fun together... don't let the suit over there stop you from having fun~" she said almost wistfully. Kei for her part in this looked at the old man and nodded. Still... she wondered why the girl behind the woman hadn't come out yet? Perhaps she was shy, or busy... there was definitely the sound of scissors cutting behind the woman letting one know she wasn't alone in this stall.

Meanwhile, Miko was taking Soma's preferences into account after riding him into oblivion. He didn't seem like the type to fully enjoy the aftercare part of sex, and she wasn't one to force it with a person who wasn't planning to remain tied to her indefinitely. The gravity of her womb ceased, and the mana deposited there along with most of the rest she'd cycled she immediately shifted into a different shell of herself, to avoid the 'immaculate conception' issue Soma himself had produced. Since he'd taken the brunt of it physically, she'd go about helping him out, cleaning his cock with her mouth and returning it to his breeches before stepping away from him to begin redressing... thong first... At the same time, Hiruko's body wasn't doing much better, but his mind was working at least enough to make jokes about flirting with death. "Sou ka, I wonder how that will work out... you'll have to let me know if you meet her too," Kama said, as for what else she said, apparently Hiruko was following along... he was, even though he hadn't succeeded in nodding his head, but it seemed that he did get the gist of what she was saying but with words she'd not heard before. "Science Fiction is a strange concept, but since it seems to cover the understanding gap, I'll call it a good tool for the information dissemination," she said aloud. Meanwhile, she was given information about the male perspective on density, "Sou ka, I understand that completely. Though I haven't experienced it yet... they are spiritually enticing entities. They call to the soul so you were probably feeling something akin to a premonition based on your soul's interpretation of the weight of her mana," Kama hypothesized. She was also able to fully get more information out of Hiruko, who used deductive reasoning and already known personality information to come to his conclusion. "Sou ka, you're quite right about me not speaking of myself like that... Kayan is very vindictive," Kama summarized. She saw nothing about Kaguya as a negative, she simply understood what she was like. And while Hiruko managed to actually get his phone and put it on speaker he'd dial, Iino Miko, who at the time had just sat down to slip her feet back into her shoes, and was dressed beyond slipping back into her jacket. Still she looked at her ringing phone and happily picked it up. "Moshi moshi, Hiru-nii!♪~" Miko chimed happily.

A humble shop employee, the elderly woman called herself. Kazuhiko had no judgment to offer the nice lady, but nothing could stop him wondering if her shop needed help. After all, for how many reasons could she be offering free merchandise to a random stranger? Apparently, he could call it a prototype, and any help to the shop would simply be him advertising the outfit by wearing it around. He didn't have anything appropriate for the festival, so it was a very tempting idea. "Well I definitely wouldn't mind..." Kazuhiko paused as he looked into the box of clothes. What he saw within was a fabric that had never touched his skin before, a pattern that seemed both elegant and badass, and an overall uniqueness he'd never seen anywhere. "What the fuuuu─HECK! This looks awesome!" he exclaimed, managing to save the swear in his reaction in front of the elderly. "Tell you what? I'll go throw it on right now, and I'll tell everybody who looks impressed where to go for something like this!" he announced. Without any further hesitation, Kazu was casually shifting his hold of Kei, taking her in one arm while the other claimed the box. Excitable as always, he made a beeline for the nearest changing room... without even thinking about the fact that he was still carrying Kei with him.

"Will do. If I die, I'll see if I can't schmooze my way out with Lady Death. I'll hit you up if it happens," Hiruko joked further. Regarding Science Fiction, he figured it would be a strange concept for someone from another world. Sci-Fi to her was probably more like... science. "I was planning to show you a movie, wasn't I? I'll let you see what Sci-Fi is," he decided. Moment by moment, Hiruko was managing the proper moves to call on Iino Miko. That premonition Kama spoke of had to be something real; he had no other explanation for it. Luckily for him though, he could at least get some help preparing for the next drowning, crushing experience. Ah, but the time for all that was not now. He managed to send the call and reach Miko, who'd only just finished applying her mouth to a half-conscious Soma's cock to clean it. If nothing else, there was utter silence in that van apart from Soma's heavy breathing and Miko's words. "Evenin' Doll. I got your text, but I was... very busy. Anyway, I've got a favor to ask, but first what did you need?"

Humble shop employee was the best descriptor for this particular woman. She couldn't reveal that she simply worked in one of the most exclusive boutiques and that her owner was actually an eccentric who designed gear on a whim usually motivated by baser emotions. Kazuhiko wouldn't mind wearing the clothing offered as a method of helping of course he wouldn't. He'd not even seen the items yet, and by the time he did, his reaction said it all. Deeper in the stall a smile came to a young wmoan's face as she sheered several pieces of fabric. "We'd very much appreciate it. Wow the girl..." she offered winking at Kei. "And have a great evening~" she claimed as she sent the lad on his way. He carried both his prizes in his hands apparently without worry. Within that booth a chuckle escaped an unseen young woman. "Such a himbo, but... he's going to look badass, in that... I'm sure of it," she chattered quietly. "Hai hai, Ito-oujou... Or are you just trying to avoid the suit?" asked the worker up front. "Yeah, guys like that make me want to use my scissors for less appropriate things," she commented while Kei was carried off with Kazuhiko's new clothes into a changing room. Once they were inside she oculd only chuckle. "Tunnel'noye zreniye," Kei said softly in Russian. They were alone together but she kind of liked knowing that someone besides her other besties understood a bit of what she was saying, so long as she wasn't already embarrassed. "Regardless, that stuff is definitely designer gear, they must be doing something interesting to not have their booth labeled," she mused as if wondering if it wasn't to simple avoid someone like Sukoto and his IPC lackeys.

Meanwhile, Hiruko's jest about meeting death, came with the idea that he'd share any information he got about it with Kama. "Hai hai, I'll look forward to it~" she mused gently, seeming to joke along but there was a certain seriousness right at the surface. Still, there was the matter of Science Fiction not really making sense to her, but he spoke of movies and potentially showing her one. "Arigatou, I appreciate it... I'd really like to understand a bit better," Kama said earnestly. At the same time, there was only the sounds of Soma's breathing within that van as Miko was putting her shoes back on and getting ready. Still a ringing phone was one of few things that could catch Miko's attention and upon answering it, she was confronted by a voice that she normally enjoyed, just a bit off from normal but still saying all the right words. "I've also had such a day, Hiru-nii... but you sound a bit off, like layered and echoed, but not like general phone stuff, are you okay?" Miko wondered almost immediately. Something about his voice sounded a bit off, in a way that was similar to but less serious than, the way Charlemagne had sounded while falling apart. "Sou ka, she can hear a difference like that even through a device... that's interesting," Kama mentioned. "Hm, Saku-chan sounds different too... so I can assume Hiru-nii you have enough information for anything I say not to be too jarring? I did text because I needed some stuff but it'd be weird to explain if I said something super weird," she mused but figuring she should just get it out of the way she'd get back to it. "Basically, I need help finding a bigger place to stay. Our group had a bunch of kids today and the space we're in is definitely too small... and the kids aren't all children so we need a lot of bedrooms and preferably a bit of privacy in case of, incidents." Miko explained of the situation. "Also if you need something you can say... I'm pretty free right now..." Miko expressed of he rown afternoon.