[Player Event] It's time to rally behind a cause

[silentnarration]

WHO: Anyone
WHAT: Avocado Uprising
WHERE: Premium Foods
WHEN: Oct 12
WARNINGS: Chaos

Since the start of this month's NAPs, there have been an increase in advertisements with eye-catching imagery and phrases such as "Get Your Guac On!" and "Life is the Pits, Take One with You.". Baskets of squeaky light-up avocados are there for the taking, each one with the Premium Foods logo on it. A message is sent to your phones when you pass by an ad: "Come join us at our very first Avocado Festival!" with a date and time that's automatically added to your calendar apps (you're welcome).

A) The Festival
On the day itself, the eastern branch of Premium Foods is looking grand and spiffy with balloons and a flashy neon banner boasting 'Avocado Fest' at the entrance. There's even a robot avocado mascot! How grand.

Inside, the various spaces have been taken over by, you guessed it, avocado-themed decorations and booths. The highlights are the various food sampling tables manned by overly-pleasant individuals who smile too much and are a little too pushy. You'll be directed to all the ingredients in the relevant aisles the moment you express any interest. Surely you'll buy ten of each? Various carnival-like game booths are open as well: Avocado Toss, Guacamole Race, Pit your Strength (punching machine), etc.

The most popular attraction is the Avocado Maze, taking up massive amounts of floor space and built in the shape of an avocado. It's confusing, it's huge, the walls are too high, it's a little claustrophobic, and there aren't enough emergency exits or helpful staff should you start to panic. But hey, you have this song on repeat to keep you company.

Items are going on sale! Avid shoppers might notice they just marked up the original price to make it appear like there's a discount. Some items (re: avocados) are even more expensive than normal! Don't fret! If you're feeling faint from the amazing prices, there are roombas wandering about with samples of free drinks on their backs. Taking one will ping you phone with the name of the drink and where to find them. The roombas motor about cleaning up messes, especially the ones they make when their drinks inevitably spill.

B) It Begins
The atmosphere begins to change around noon. A slow steady sense of ire creeping through the store. Shoppers may find their friendly Premium Foods staff becoming less friendly. Entitled customers are getting yelled at in return. Displays are getting knocked over. Small fights are breaking out. Festivities are grinding to a halt. And it's punctuated by an announcement over the PA system.

"Attention, shoppers. My name is Squall Leonhart. I think I speak for all Premium Foods employees when I say we've had enough. We won't take management's abuse anymore. All workers should stop working immediately. Shoppers can--"

A more excitable voice chimes in. "Yeah! Lock the doors! Close the shutters! We're going into lockdown, baby! We'll riot till they give us better pay!"

"--hey..."

"Seriously! It's fine! Squall's got our back. Have you seen this guy fight? And he says he's a commander or something. We've got this! ANARCHY!"

The announcement cuts off but the damage is done. Enjoy that abrupt chaos as employees start to turn against you...

C) Coup
The rest of the day dwindles into semi-organized chaos. All exits and windows are shuttered or barricaded. Panicked shoppers trying and failing to escape, some employees trying to flee themselves or hide, others rising to the occasion for the cause, others just really wanting to see Premium Foods burn. It seems efforts are being coordinated through employee headsets used for the festival. But Squall's only one man and Premium Foods is huge. Chaos is about to reign.

Food fights are starting everywhere, aisles and festival booths are getting trashed or claimed as territory, shoppers and employees alike have taken up makeshift shelter here and there, children and confused adults are lost around the store, increasingly-creative makeshift weapons are being used (have you ever been threatened by a french loaf?), oblivious and panicked shoppers are trapped in the maze, faction wars are established (meat vs produce, frozen vs fresh), managers and premium shoppers are taken hostage, petty and serious fights are breaking out, small fires need putting out, people are looting what they can, lights are flickering, someone is trying to start a bartering economy using guacamole, water and snacks are becoming currency, some entitled customers are still trying to shop for some reason...

And someone strapped knives to the roombas. They seem to be coming after you.

Watch out for that olive oil slick in aisle 5.

D) Media coverage
Social media is abuzz since the chaos began. There's footage of Squall punching a middle aged man n a suit. A livestream of events within the store is up on DualisTube. People are reporting from inside and outside the store. Memes are afoot.

Official news coverage is surprisingly absent until late afternoon. Should you be lured to the store because your phone notifications are blowing up, there may already be a small police presence outside the store. They seem more intent on keeping people out for now. Negotiations appear to be underway. Iterations will show up late in the afternoon for crowd control. Strangely, no one is forcing entry.

Meanwhile, there are still ways in and out of the store if you look hard enough.

E) Aftermath
The coup continues into the night. Some people have escaped, most are still inside. Things have quiet down due to exhaustion though the mood is still tense with the iterations outside. At 4am, an announcement comes over the PA system, it's Squall again.

"Management has agreed to meet our demands in writing. Stop what you're doing and lay down your weapons. Open all exits. It's over."

Arrests will be made and people rescued. Fines and community service issued to anyone caught with evidence of involvement. It's a hard-earned victory.


((OOC: Go wild. Feel free to come up with your own chaos scenario. I only request that you ping me OOC if explosives are going to be involved so I can inform the mods. There's a summary of what the aftermath/consequences are in the OOC event post linked above.

shirobiro, Discord: Shirochu#4072, journal PM))

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Connor | Detroit: Become Human

[notalive]

A. The Set-up

Connor only stopped in to buy beer and batteries.

Now he's in a maze with the worst song he's ever heard for company and the only drinks he's even seen have been those on the backs of roombas, and he has a feeling his whole night tonight is going to be spent drying out delicate machinery and he's not happy about it.

And far more importantly than any of this...

"Do you really peel avocados?" That doesn't seem to accurately describe what you do with them. Not that Connor's an expert, he's never seen one before today.

D. The Punch Line

Connor vividly remembers telling somebody not very long ago that traffic cops don't get 'called in'. Now his job has made him a liar. The parking lot is utter chaos and apparently that's a tenuous enough connection that somebody thought a traffic cop just like Connor was the best person to take care of this.

You can find him at the entrance, patiently telling someone, "I'm not allowed to let you in, ma'am, there's been a...minor staff shortage. Would you like directions to the closest Trader Jim's?"

She would not.

As she storms away, grumbling, Connor meets the eye of the next person he sees with the most long-suffering look he's ever given anybody who wasn't his partner.

E. Pause for Laughter
It's 04:34, basically the middle of the night. Connor has a smear of guacamole on his cheek and he has no idea how the hell it got there, and things only started to die down about half an hour ago.

He's been given temporary authority to arrest anybody involved and dole out punishments, but...

"I don't think I have any evidence that you were involved in this..." Even if the evidence is so incredibly obvious a child could see it, much less an android detective. "...So I'm afraid my hands are tied."

There weren't any really bad injuries that he knows of, except to the avocados and a lot of people's dignity, and this is not going to be his first time disobeying orders to help out a Revolution, even if this is more of a lower-case-r revolution.

E!!

[silentnarration]

A lower-case-r revolution run by a rather unsuspecting person. Or maybe not so surprising if one knew what Squall did before arriving in Dualis.

The teen is folding his arms, staring back at Connor unamused. He's still dressed in his employee uniform, rumpled and covered in sauce, soda, and guacamolee stains. It's been a long day.

"They'll need a scapegoat."

He's not that naive and he'd rather be the one to take it.

[notalive]

He didn't think anybody would so unwilling to not be arrested.

"Maybe," he says quietly. "Or they'll try to write this off as not a big deal - like the bombing."

He grimaces all the same. "I don't think it matters who gets arrested. We're giving out fines and community service to anybody we catch, but they know who was here. If they want to make a scapegoat, they'll find their own."

Maybe he's developing an active imagination - but he's remembering the vans back in Detroit, picking up androids off the street or just plain shooting them down. People just plain disappearing - being made to disappear.

But that stopped - it was stopped, by a revolution. Connor's frown deepens.

"If something's going to happen to you, I don't want to make it any worse."

[silentnarration]

Squall looks at the cluster of people beyond the police barricades. People have been recording on their phones, streaming online. He'd love to see how the Head or the city officials cover this up. It wouldn't be difficult to spin.

But if he gets taken in and disappears... or get replaced, people will know. Right?

Still, the knowledge that all this is only leading to fines and community service is concerning in its own way. He shakes his head.

"If that's all they're doing, that's more reason to arrest me." What better way to test the system than when it's 'safe', right?

D - Punch Line

[helpdesk_hero]

"Connor?"

David hears his voice as the guy is talking to some potential customer, and he moves toward it. It's the best thing he can do. And all he wants to do is move closer, hoping to find answers.

"Connor. What's going on?"

Please, he needs to find out what happened to his friends. He can't even get in touch with his roommate.

[notalive]

He nods in recognition at David...and immediately doesn't know what to do exactly. It was easy to move along random angry people who just wanted avocados, but this is somebody he actually knows, and probably didn't just come to buy expensive, strangely versatile berries.

He watches the woman to make sure she's out of earshot, then turns back to David to speak quietly.

"I'm not sure anymore. There was a festival going on in the store, then sometime earlier today the employees refused to keep working. There are shoppers still inside, but nobody's allowed in or out and a lot of us don't know what's happening."

He's seen the negotiator, and is privately convinced he could do better. But he doesn't want to do that job when he doesn't know what's going to happen when the doors open. He doesn't want to have to lie.

"Do you know anybody who might be in there?"

[helpdesk_hero]

Given how employees at this place were treated, David frankly wasn't shocked. Hell, he didn't really know Cloud's chocobo-co-dad very well, but the guy had clearly been miserable there. Very miserable.

"I think I do. There's... there's a good chance my roommate is in there. His pet is missing. And the pet also belongs to an employee here. And I sent another guy here for groceries for cooking tonight."

Which clearly wasn't going to happen.

"Is the negotiator any good?"

Hank Anderson | Detroit: Become Human

[sociallychallenged]

A) The Festival

There was once a saying that annoyed the fuck out of Hank when he was younger; that avacado toast shit. It was pervasive an unnecessary critique of millennials as it was judging girls for the color pink. It was a bullshit way of labeling a generation that couldn't ever afford a house anyway for being too spoiled to try.

Anyway, Hank likes Guacamole. So he stops by to pick up some. He'll just take it directly home before his work shift.

But god, what the fuck is that song? He doesn't envy the workers here as he looks spitefully up at the speakers generating that ungodly twee saccharine avocadnal hymn.

A roomba rolls by with a free drink and Hank grabs it up. "Don't worry, Connor'll take care of you whenever someone inevitably spills shit on you," he says consolingly to the unintelligent (presumably) object as it goes by. What a shit workday this must be.

D) Media coverage

"We're still here at the Premium Foods worker uprising. It's been described by some as a rebellion and an act of cowardice. To others, it's been touted as a much-needed call for worker representation," says a beautiful reporter, holding the microphone near her mouth. And it's very much a manufactured beauty. She has a ton of mods that allow her to change her make-up to suit her look, like a chameleon. Today she's gone with an especially tight bright dress and bold colors to keep attention on her.

So she looks around for a cop that she decides isn't nearly as pretty as she is, eventually guiding the camera crew over to Hank who, now, is very much in uniform.

"Officer! Officer, what can you tell us!"

Hank turns away from managing some traffic, looking irritable. "I'm not saying anything! Negotiations are underway."

"Some people are suggesting that Premium Foods are going to threaten legal action against those involved. Do you believe there'll be jail time for-"

"I believe they gotta bunch of kids in there barely old enough to be out of basic school servin' a bunch of rude-" don't say pricks "-people. That's what I think. They're scared and stressed enough without people shouting about legal action. Now get out of here before you make the situation worse. Jesus Christ."

And Hank's only here to manage the crowds anyway, so he shoves away from her and goes to manage people pushing at the police line. "Alright, alright! We're gonna need you to back up!" He can hear the woman trying to stammer her way through a response to what he just said to the waiting public, but he can't make out what it is because he's busy and also he doesn't give that much of a shit about what she's saying.

E) Aftermath

"Come on. Come on." Hank's being pretty gentle with who he brings in. Better than letting them get chased down by any iterations.

He's mostly been just warding off invasive rubber-neckers, but he is trying to make sure the aftermath is as easy as possible. Which means he takes over for a few arrests by making himself aggressively available, providing an escort, and struggling not to smile because honestly this is the best kind of exciting to have in law enforcement.

Don't worry, if he arrests you he'll make it easy. He also doesn't feel much like giving chase.

Wildcard

[silentnarration]

Somehow Squall found out that Hank and Connor are both here. And with the help of a younger kid who has taken a liking to him and the excitement of the coup, Squall gets word to Hank that he's established a secret exit point for civilians who are, uh, not handling the situation well.

It's to the east side of the building, a mostly unused and blocked off maintenance door, obscured by abandoned crates. Squall is there, having guided about a dozen civilians (with a couple of employees among them) to the door and is ushering them on their way. He looks fine, cool as ever with only a couple splatters of guacamole on his employee uniform. There's a blink-and-you'll-miss-it glint of excitement in his eyes when he sees Hank.

While the coup is not part of his plan this morning and he's just about stretched to the limit trying to keep things under control, there's... something to be said about taking back control.

"Are the police doing anything?"

[sociallychallenged]

Hank knows the way there are the least reporters. Plus he is what he is; a traffic cop, and outside of bitching at one camera he's not done anything of note. Getting around to the east side relatively unnoticed is easier than one would expect of a man of his size.

Most of the other cops are busy with the crowds, because there are so few disruptions in Dualis that crowds are a new sort of thing.

"You sure as hell decided to go all out in quitting, didn't you? Yeah. They're trying to set up some negotiation."

He counts out the people as they move by. "Ask 'em if you can get Connor. Negotiation is is one of his specialties. And I know he'll want the best for you guys."

[silentnarration]

There's a slight upward quirk of his lips at that before he covers it up with a more serious expression.

"Things got out of hand," he says, even though he didn't plan for this at all. He eyeballs the group to make sure everyone has left the hallway and is moving back to the street before he relaxes a little, leaning against the doorway. "I've met Connor. I'll ask for him. HQ stopped talking to us almost an hour ago."

Probably because not many people seated behind a cushy desk of an office building knows how to handle a PR nightmare like this.

"I have a favor to ask. I'm going to take the fall when this is over, can you make sure the other employees get out of it okay?" He's not sure how the Head takes to this sort of thing. There might not even be precedent recently, so it's possibly a tall ask.

c / open

[bravers]

[For most of the month he'd been laid up, but things were starting to get better. He was starting to get sensation, feeling and strength in his arm again, and it's ... probably a good thing that things had started to improve. Because he's got a message- an urgent one - telling him to get to Premium Foods, and telling him to pick up Boko.

Boko... was there? That wasn't good.
Getting his things together in less than a few minutes- it's perhaps half an hour before he actually gets there. And when he does, it's chaos. He has to take a moment to just stare at the sight of the storefront.

Where usually, there are military-like processions of varying... produce that's steeply-priced and almost impossible to pronounce, there's disarray. There's screaming, there's shouting, there's a roomba with a ...chainsaw? strapped to it chasing a few shoppers. The floors are covered in varying things, and there's a ...pleasant jingle. Then a familiar voice on the intercom, arranging each department into squadrons.

...Squall.

He starts to look for him- ducking to avoid what can only be described as an improvised avocado molotov being thrown from behind an aisle.]

c / closed - seifer

[bravers]

[As the day had gone on, he'd been surprised by how quickly he'd managed to adapt to what was... very much a hostile environment. Boko, by now, is in his jumper, his head poking out of his collar, (disconcertingly) giving a happy little 'kweh' every time someone in close vicinity meets some misfortune- and by now he's located Seifer. Who...

...As always, seemed to have the right idea of what to do with this. The right idea, of course, being several packets of pancake mix and other goods stuffed into the pockets of his coat, under his arms, everywhere. And hey. He's not averse to capitalising on a situation. Nor is he averse to a bit of petty theft. So he's helping.

It's only when they pass the coffee machine that he stops, turning his head toward it.]

...The forge needs one of those.

[Could they?]

Squall Leonhart | Final Fantasy VIII | OTA

[silentnarration]

A) Game Booth Operator
Unbeknownst to most, the festival was called last minute and every single employee was told to work to the bone to get it ready. No one was really happy about it by the time the festival rolled around, and neither was Squall.

He's manning all the game booths by himself at the moment. There's a screaming child trying to get his parents to buy more tokens. Another is glaring up at him defiantly. A teenager thinks Squall doesn't notice he's trying to break the machine and cheat.

He's too tired for this.

Which is why he just ducks when the teen inadvertently causes his remote-controlled race car to enter a spin and send guacamole from the race track spewing everywhere. Hope you're not in the vicinity.

B) Behind the Scenes
The crux of the incident starts when Squall hears a 'wark' and familiar yellow feathers. His eyes widen as he moves to track the errant chocobo that must have followed him to work. The bird is heading towards the fresh produce and by the time he gets there, Boko is already in the arms of a coworker who's cooing over it.

Before he can say anything, a supervisor is already yelling, "Hey! Are you daft? No pets allowed!" And continues to sling abuse at Squall's coworker as he strides over aggressively, clearly intending to rip into the young woman before getting her to throw Boko out.

It's when he tries to smack Boko for attempting to peck at him that Squall moves. Squall grabs the supervisor's wrist and slugs him in the face with his other hand.

"That's my chocobo."

And that's when the one overexcited coworker starts cheering and shouting for anarchy.

C) Coup
He does his best to bring some semblance of order, commanding them like he would the rest of Garden. The only problem is most of them aren't trained. And soon enough he can't rely on the intercoms anymore, leaving the overenthusiastic coworker in charge and keeping in touch with him by radio.

He can be found just about anywhere around the store, rallying employees and sending terrified customers to designated exits or shelter. Anyone who seems in any way lost will find him approaching and asking,

"Are you helping with the effort or trying to leave?"

It's a start.

C-2) Roomba Stalker
Meanwhile, he seems to have a persistent roomba following him. Sharp knife pointed in his direction as it motors behind him. He's dodged it a few times but each time it returns, it seems to have a bigger knife stuck to it. He's not sure he wants to know how much bigger it can go.

It's while he's looking back to stare incredulously at the machete that he walks right into you. Sorry.

E) Aftermath
Anyone who was actively involved in the coup only gets one thing said to them as he exits the security room.

"If you're caught, tell them I forced you to do it."

He didn't mean to start the coup. Doesn't mean he won't take the fall for keeping it going.

C-2

[mrsarcastic003]

Tim is having the time of his life. He's been joining in chants of "Restore the working man to his rightful glory!" and "Guacamole for the people!" while doing his best to direct noncombatants and other frightened-looking people to the nearest way out of the chaos. The whole thing is as absurd as it is genuine, and he wants to be here while it plays out--in part to make sure that people don't get seriously hurt, but also to find out what happens. He's never seen a grocery store revolt before.

He's walking down aisle 7, hoping to find a stray bottle of zesti (unlikely in an uspcale grocery store like this, but hope springs eternal), when Squall backs into him.

Tim blinks.

"Why is there a roomba with a machete? And why doesn't it like you?"

[silentnarration]

It's not Squall's first coup, but it's the first where almost everyone are non-combatants. Also he did not choose any of those chants, but it seems to be rallying their group of rebels so he'll tolerate it.

He tenses and immediately whirls around defensively when he bumps into Tim, relaxing when he recognizes him.

"I don't know. Someone's been strapping knives to all of them."

It's also still approaching... menacingly slow.

[mrsarcastic003]

"'Someone' is a lunatic," Tim says, shaking his head. "Do you mind if I..." He doesn't wait for an answer, but moves forward to disarm the roomba. He's pretty sure that no one, not even the oppressed maintenance robots, should have access to potentially lethal weapons in this uprising. He's sympathetic, but he's not stupid.

Nida - FF8

[skyward_eyes]

A - Festival "Fun"

Nida's reason for being here today? It's his turn to shop. Not that he likes to shop at Premium foods, at all. Ever. But the fact of the matter is that there are a lot of people now in the whole 'Seifer and David cook for people' group, and sometimes one of them David decides to come up with something weird and special and that means going to this mess of a store with a list because yeah, his turn to shop. But this? This is way too much. Those avocados seem so expensive. Do they really need to have guacamole tonight? Can't they get store bought? From a cheap store? Ew. And now, for no real good reason, he's standing there, watching a store employee prepare guacamole. He can't help but ask hte person next to him the best question.

"Does... that guacamole look a little... gray to you? Or has the music here started to make me go colorblind or something?"


B - Beginnings

Somehow he's not shocked that it's Squall's voice that comes over the PA. Because when things like this happen, the only person that makes sense to initiate martial law is his boss, isn't it? But barricading the exits, rioting?

"Fucking hell, it's like the the Garden Coup," he grumbles, but at the moment he's lost in the maze. Fun. This is just not something he's thinking about. Or not thinking about very well. Within moments he's sitting on the top of the stack of boxes, staring down at people from above. This is a mess. And he catches sight of someone nearby and calls down.

"You might want to take cover. This could get really messy. Unless you want me to help you get up here."


C - Coup

Actually, this is the most amazing form of stress relief that Nida's had in a while. He's made for this sort of thing. For the thrill of chaos, for the trouble that comes with helping people in need. It's very little effort for him to step in between the customers and employees, serving as a barrier between scared kids and confused parents and angry employees. To redirect the anger of the employees when he can toward the nearest Premium Foods shelves.

Except there are more people here. More people to help. He's got the handle of a broom to serve as a bit of a strong-arm tactic, and he moves carefully through the aisles.

Somewhere in here is the boss, and Nida's got to find him. But first...

"Hey, you okay over there? Don't mind me, I'm not with the rioters. Or the shoppers actually. Just trying to restore a bit of peace here. Is there something I can do to help you?"

[silentnarration]

It's a big store but not that big. Following the sound of the louder commotions would get Nida somewhere eventually. And that eventuality is Squall slamming a man against a shelf by twisting his arm behind him.

"Calm down and go to the designated area for civilians," he instructs coolly. "We're not trying to hurt anyone."

With how the man is struggling and cussing at him, it doesn't sound like he believes him.

Squall sighs and raises his light shield just in time to block the man's wife from swinging a punch at him.

"You too."

Ugh, he almost prefers the Garden coup.

[skyward_eyes]

Oh dear. This wasn't something Nida was ready to deal with, but when the lady goes to take a swing at Squall, even knowing he's got the barriers, Nida takes a step in. His hand settles lightly on the woman's shoulder and he immediately ducks the punch the woman tries to throw. And when he straightens he rolls his eyes.

"Lady, it's not worth it. Please talk to your husband. This guy's honorable. If he says there's a safe place for you, there's a safe place."

[silentnarration]

There's a flicker of surprise and then relief when he sees Nida. The woman seems torn between arguing, yelling, or trying to hit them more. She has mods but they're purely aesthetics and not meant for fighting.

Squall sighs and releases his hold on the angry man which seems to placate the situation a little when she goes over to him. "I'll come get you if we send people out. Go."

With that he steps back. The couple finally deciding to leave after another moment. Squall pinches the bridge of his nose before turning to eye Nida flatly. He really should be used to chaos happening around him.

"You can make fun of me later."

David Alleyne | Marvel Comics (616)

[helpdesk_hero]

D. Media Coverage

His first thought, when he sees the media attention starting to build up, is that he sent someone to the store for 'high end' ingredients. The second is that Squall works at that place, right? The one that was friends with Seifer. They have dinner together sometimes. This is all just a mess.

With his shift over he goes to the store and hovers around outside, wishing he had an answer for this. Back home he'd go in with a team to end this. Now, though, he's caught up in the media frenzy and considering things carefully.

"Do... you know what's going on in there?" he asks of anyone close to him. Media blitzes don't tend to give all the details. "Or anyone who may have been in there before this happened?"

Please, someone explain things. And he thinks maybe it's going to have to be take-out tonight.

Naminé | Kingdom Hearts

[really_sketchy]

A) The Festival

Naminé wandered around the festival with a hoodie pulled over her usual white dress. It was fun to see all of the festivities and taste the different foods. She didn't actually know what avocado's were but they were interesting. They were bright green like fruit but not sweet.

She placed her fingers to her lips and looked surprised as she swallowed the avocado smeared toast. "It's smooth and tastes..." Naminé didn't know how to describe the earthy clean taste.

"I'm not sure how it tastes." She looked up at the person serving the samples and smiled. "But it's really good. Can you tell me... what is an avocado?"

She has no idea.

C) Coup

She screamed and ducked as a glop of avocado went sailing by her head.

Naminé had no idea what was going on and she didn't know what to do. It had been fun and then there was that announcement.... are people unhappy here?

She wanted to help but had no idea how and staying curled up in a ball will likely not help her. Naminé placed her hand on a shelf and pulled herself back up to her feet. "Don't hit me! Please." It would sound better if her words didn't make her sound like a mouse.

Wildcard

[ooc: come at me with any prompt, Naminé will be around.]

C

[silentnarration]

Apparently no one quite heard her request because another avocado is being thrown at her this time. One that's deftly blocked by a mostly-transparent light-elemental shield. The owner of said spell calmly walking up to her and holding a hand out.

"Do you want to leave?"

She doesn't seem like she's comfortable being here.

C

[really_sketchy]

She peeked over her arms which had promptly covered her head when she saw yet another avacado thrown her way. It wasn't that Naminé was opposed to the vegetable or fruit (she wasn't sure which it was) but she didn't want to get hit by something that was potentially hard and damaging.

"No. That is... I want to help but I'm not sure what's going on."

Except that she had no idea how to help.