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Character(s): Braska and Osaka
Content: Wild Osaka appears!
Setting: Passing by Porfavores
Time: Week 21, midday
Warnings: Possible adorableness?

It had been awhile since he had taken a walk for the sake of taking a walk. There had just been too much excitement and worry lately. It was nice to get away from it all. The sights of the city had become familiar to him and almost comforting in their familiarity. But there were still those times that he would see shades of Macalania in particularly crystalline trees and homesickness would raise its head again. It wasn't as though he would be able to see them again, at least not for very long, but he could still wish.

He was staring at one such tree at the moment, lost in thoughts of home and wondering how much home had changed in the past ten years.

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Osaka had been wandering around a lot these past couple days, even more so than usual. She'd found pretty okay hotels to stay in when it got dark last night, and the night before that. But they didn't accept notes for money, and she was totally out of change, so she wasn't really sure what she was gonna do next.

Paixao was turning out to be a really weird place, to say the least. In fact, she was beginning to doubt it was even part of the theme park, even with all the weirdly dressed blond people hanging around. Like that person, for instance, with the flipper-looking robe, and the... hat? Was it a hat?

Curious, she approached Braska. "Umm, what's that on your head?" she asked innocently.

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Braska looked over with a start at Osaka's question, and it took him a moment to get past his surprise to answer her question. Absently, he reached up, his fingers lightly brushing against his headdress. "This?" Braska pulled the headdress off his head with a soft chuckle, revealing a head of short--and very much flattened--brown hair. "A headdress I seem to have become much too used to wearing," he explained. "I suppose I could stand to go without it more often."

And a change in robes, as well. While there was nothing wrong with the summoner's garb, he did get the impression that he stood out like a sore thumb more often than not. But he did have other clothes that he had found in this city. Maybe he would try something else sometime.

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"Oh. ....Ohhh." It wasn't a hat, it was a headdress. Osaka took careful note of that; there was a big difference between the two. What she had on was a hat, and what he had was a headdress. She took hers off, too, imitating his action with a smile.

... Suddenly she was struck with an overwhelming urge to try his on, not unlike when she would pass by a fire alarm and feel like pulling it. It was probably one of those impulses she'd better ignore, but it was such a cool ha....

h...

... headdress.

"... Can I try it?" she asked after a long pause.

Gah, sorry for short tag, Kae.

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Braska couldn't help but smile a little wider as she took off her own hat and held it in her hands. He hadn't quite been expecting to be imitated, and he hadn't at all been expecting to be asked if someone could wear his headdress. The High Summoner nodded, holding out the headdress to the girl. "Would you like me to hold your hat for you while you try it on?" he asked.

It was then that he realized that he had forgotten something. "Oh, forgive me for being so impolite. My name is Braska. Yourself?"

's'all good. sorry for late tag hayley.

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Osaka nodded, beaming, as they traded hats. She struggled a bit to get Braska's over her head, with the cowl and all, but eventually got it. (Sort of. It was so askew it covered half her face.)

"Nice to meet'cha," she said, then, realizing she couldn't see out her right eye, reached up to fiddle with the hat headdress again. It was kinda heavy now that she had it on. "Oof. Wait, I got this."

S'cool! I'm a bit late, too. XD

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Seeing Osaka in the headdress, Braska couldn't help but laugh. It was a little too big on her, wasn't it? And it looked almost too heavy, too. "Here, allow me to help." Braska reached over, adjusting the headdress so that it was straight on her head. "You may have to be careful so it doesn't tip again. Perhaps you should have chosen someone with a smaller headdress, hm?" he teased. "It seems a little odd to see someone wear it without the robes, but I would prefer to keep them for myself."

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Osaka let Braska help, and smiled up at him once the headdress was all straightened out. "Yeah, you better hang on to those," she said of the robes.

...... Within a few seconds of saying that, the weight of the headdress started gradually tilting her backwards, but she seemed perfectly oblivious.

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While Osaka may have been oblivious, Braska definitely was not. Reaching out a hand, he grabbed the girl by the shoulder and pulled her forward to straighten her out. "Maybe that's a little too heavy for you after all..."

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"Yeah, prob'ly." Osaka bowed her head and pulled Braska's headdress off as awkwardly as she'd put it on, then handed it back to him by the blue tassels; the metal bit dragged sideways on the ground. "Sorry 'bout that. Let's trade back," she said.

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Braska's smile faded the smallest bit as he noticed how she was handing his headdress back to him. At least it had suffered worse than that. After everything that had happened on the pilgrimage, Braska wasn't sure whether or not it was possible for much worse to be done to it short of destroying the headdress completely. The high summoner gingerly took it back, handed the girl's hat back over to her, and brushed the dirt off of his headdress before putting it back on again. "You've no need to apologize. It is It is something that neither of us can help."