August Catch-All

[scooptimistic]

WHO: Maya and whoever wishes to deal with her!
WHERE: All around Chroma
WHEN: The merry, merry month of-- August
WHAT: Quests and bonding and shenanigans, oh my. There will be a few open prompts within!
WARNINGS: Nada, will change if it changes!



[ HEALING, FRESH HEALING - OPEN ]

[ It's only taken a few days to realize what's going on in the woods. Because Maya is a journalist and journalists are all about gathering information, she's half-tempted to check out the woods herself. But her arm is only newly out of its sling, so she's opting not to go charge into The Pit herself.

Instead, if you exit the woods, and you look as though your ass has been thoroughly kicked, you'll find this young woman waving an arm over her head to get your attention. ]

Ciao! Need a complimentary healing before you collapse for the day?


[ MY SWEET RED ROSES - OPEN ]

[ Good random day of August, person who Maya happens to familiar with! Or maybe she has no idea who you are, that might actually be a real possibility. But all the same, she's grinning at you and extending an arm, on which is draped no less than eight flower crowns of varying designs. ]

Take your pick! Free of charge, of course! One of these really has to bring out your eyes, right?


[ DON'T DO THE CINNAMON CHALLENGE - OPEN ]

[ Look... just. Look. She got a crate full of blue cinnamon, and now she's wandering around with her arms full of jars of the stuff, smiling wryly when she makes eye contact. ]

So I know it's not as great as fish or chicken or whatever most people ended up with, but if you want a sweet seasoning, I'd totally be willing to part with a jar!

Comments

[underwraps]

With good reason.

[And probably the question he should've gone for first, especially when Maya sheds some light on the mystery ingredient. Aizawa reaches for the jar for a closer inspection, and while he doesn't necessarily look confused, he doesn't look particularly excited about the answer either.]

Cinnamon doesn't usually come in this shade of blue where I'm from, or blue at all for that matter.

[But not much does.]

screams HOW DID I NOT TAG THIS BACK I'M SORRY

[scooptimistic]

Same here, but don't you think it makes it a little more interesting?

[ A great conversation starter, no less! ]

HAHA IT'S OKAY <3

[underwraps]

It makes it a little more questionable, sure.

[Says the guy who's first response was to say yes. Aizawa untwists the lid before leaning in to smell the contents. Yep, that sure is cinnamon.]

Why do you have so much?

[scooptimistic]

Great question! The simplest answer is that it just appeared in a box and it was that and only that. But apparently I'm not the only one who got a large amount of some randomly-colored food.

[underwraps]

Interesting. [The fact that this isn't just an isolated affair does pique Aizawa's curiosity.]

I guess you could've been given worse things. At least cinnamon is mostly non-perishable.

[scooptimistic]

Right? If they'd given me a box of fresh crab, I would have been devastated.

[ Such a waste!! ]

Anyway, if you want that jar, it's all yours.

[underwraps]

[Aizawa nods, recapping the jar and tucking it under his arm for the time being.]

Admittedly, I would've preferred something like salt or pepper, but I'm sure I can use this for something. [He shrugs.] It could work as a self-defense tool in a pinch.

[Haha.]

[scooptimistic]

... Now that's just cruel and unusual.

[underwraps]

[Now Aizawa grins.]

Yeah. No one would suspect a thing.

[However, there's actually a logical process behind his words. Somehow.]

Not everyone here is formally trained to fight. [He explains once his expression settles back to something more neutral.] Even if it isn't much, throwing some in someone or something's eyes might offer them a few extra seconds to escape from a tricky situation.

[scooptimistic]

[ Oh, he can smile.

... It doesn't really instill feelings of comfort and bliss, but she didn't think he was aiming for that, anyway. ]

I see, so you're looking out for the less combat-inclined. It makes sense to me-- you use what you have.

[underwraps]

[Aizawa only has two expressions: dead and crazed maniac.]

Yeah, and unless there's someone here who needs to consume jars of cinnamon to live, it seems like a practical enough alternative.

[He shrugs.]

That is, if you've got enough to spare.

[scooptimistic]

That is... definitely not a problem.

[ A box full of cinnamon is entirely Too Much. ]

[underwraps]

How much have you managed to get rid of so far?

[For a moment Aizawa debates on whether he should grab another jar in that case, but neither Selena or Bruce don't appear like they're in desperate need of an alternative to defend themselves.]

[scooptimistic]

Three jars? I've mostly been trading for other things, but I don't mind just giving them away.

[underwraps]

...That's more than I expected.

[scooptimistic]

I'm great at convincing people.

[ le sparkle. ]

[underwraps]

[Aizawa huffs beneath his scarf, but the corner of his mouth might twitch.]

I'm sure that's a usual skill to have as a journalist.

[scooptimistic]

[ was that a smile that she couldn't see?? Aizawa!! ]

You're not wrong, but only the good journalists succeed!

[underwraps]

[No way, you're totally imagining it!!]

And what do you consider to be a good journalist?

[scooptimistic]

Someone who's not afraid to risk themselves to get the truth behind a story and to share it in a way that will help people understand. If they can inspire the people who read it, so much the better.