Iyaaahhh! Get away from me! [The panicked, terrified shriek comes packaged with a loud thump as Ayana full on body-checks some male yokai attempting to talk to her, running off in the opposite direction. There's a bit of an uproar as Ayana doubles over after a while of running, hands on her knees and breathing hard.]
G-get me a woman or something, I-I won't talk to a man! Get away! [Her breathing is erratic, bordering on hyperventilating and she looks ready to either break down in tears or start throwing hands.
Send help, possibly before they decide to overly douse her with calming gas or something.]
B. A Brand New Home
[At least she's used to this sort of thing, even if the explanation is certainly different. It doesn't scare or anything though, beyond feeling rather inconvenienced. She gathers her things--they hastily get a female Yokai to give Ayana her things, and Ayana openly stares in some mix of admiration and uncertainty--and stares around at the different pamphlets of housing options.
At least in Mobius she'd had her own place...]
Are there any women-only housing? [She asks out loud, frowning as she continues to read. The Hanamikoji Okiya might be the closest; at least men and women were separated there, but she'd still risk being so close men... Ugh. Gross.]
C. Brand New Home Part 2
[She hasn't been able to find a mirror right away, so she figures she's going to have to ask someone sooner rather than later. She examines herself as best she can, patting and poking at her face, making an annoyed 'hmmm' noise when she can't quite tell for sure this way...
So she looks around for someone available, raising a hand to catch someone's attention. If it's a man/anyone male-presenting her expression looks briefly disgusted and uneasy before she very obviously forces it into something friendly. Anyone that's a woman/female-presenting won't get this--Ayana's smile is naturally friendly and she seems almost relieved.]
H-hey, um, I have a weird question to ask. I haven't really been able to look in a mirror yet, but, um... How do I look? I mean-- What's my age?
[Ayana looks like you're typical 17/18 year old high school girl, but she's looking a bit anxious about it, sheepishly acknowledging her odd question.]
D. Arukibake
[She'd been rather suspicious of the couple Arukibake following her around, but they've seemed harmless enough. It probably wouldn't be too odd to see some following her except..... They're all wearing wigs.
They're all 100% wearing women's wigs and have make-up on now. Ayana crouches in front of one, carefully applying eyeliner and using mascara to give the illusion of eyelashes on it. She seems quite proud of herself for it too.]
Much better!
[normal things, you know.]
E. Starry Night
I don't think my wish to turn everyone into women here would work... [She trails off, grumbling, then seems to be thinking for a moment.
It probably should've been a good thing that the particular parfait she'd been thinking of suddenly appears in her hand, but she hadn't actually been expecting it to do so. Shocked, she screams in alarm and flails...sending the parfait flying.
Regardless of who it hits, Ayana freezes, looking mortified]
Ayana Amamoto | Caligula Effect: Overdose
Iyaaahhh! Get away from me! [The panicked, terrified shriek comes packaged with a loud thump as Ayana full on body-checks some male yokai attempting to talk to her, running off in the opposite direction. There's a bit of an uproar as Ayana doubles over after a while of running, hands on her knees and breathing hard.]
G-get me a woman or something, I-I won't talk to a man! Get away! [Her breathing is erratic, bordering on hyperventilating and she looks ready to either break down in tears or start throwing hands.
Send help, possibly before they decide to overly douse her with calming gas or something.]
B. A Brand New Home
[At least she's used to this sort of thing, even if the explanation is certainly different. It doesn't scare or anything though, beyond feeling rather inconvenienced. She gathers her things--they hastily get a female Yokai to give Ayana her things, and Ayana openly stares in some mix of admiration and uncertainty--and stares around at the different pamphlets of housing options.
At least in Mobius she'd had her own place...]
Are there any women-only housing? [She asks out loud, frowning as she continues to read. The Hanamikoji Okiya might be the closest; at least men and women were separated there, but she'd still risk being so close men... Ugh. Gross.]
C. Brand New Home Part 2
[She hasn't been able to find a mirror right away, so she figures she's going to have to ask someone sooner rather than later. She examines herself as best she can, patting and poking at her face, making an annoyed 'hmmm' noise when she can't quite tell for sure this way...
So she looks around for someone available, raising a hand to catch someone's attention. If it's a man/anyone male-presenting her expression looks briefly disgusted and uneasy before she very obviously forces it into something friendly. Anyone that's a woman/female-presenting won't get this--Ayana's smile is naturally friendly and she seems almost relieved.]
H-hey, um, I have a weird question to ask. I haven't really been able to look in a mirror yet, but, um... How do I look? I mean-- What's my age?
[Ayana looks like you're typical 17/18 year old high school girl, but she's looking a bit anxious about it, sheepishly acknowledging her odd question.]
D. Arukibake
[She'd been rather suspicious of the couple Arukibake following her around, but they've seemed harmless enough. It probably wouldn't be too odd to see some following her except..... They're all wearing wigs.
They're all 100% wearing women's wigs and have make-up on now. Ayana crouches in front of one, carefully applying eyeliner and using mascara to give the illusion of eyelashes on it. She seems quite proud of herself for it too.]
Much better!
[normal things, you know.]
E. Starry Night
I don't think my wish to turn everyone into women here would work... [She trails off, grumbling, then seems to be thinking for a moment.
It probably should've been a good thing that the particular parfait she'd been thinking of suddenly appears in her hand, but she hadn't actually been expecting it to do so. Shocked, she screams in alarm and flails...sending the parfait flying.
Regardless of who it hits, Ayana freezes, looking mortified]
Uh-- ...Oops.