[After she understands what the task is, Hifumi moves somewhat like the drones herself, repeating the motions of collecting debris from things she doesn't quite recognize in a daze. The images from that dream are still flitting around in her head and swirling with the knowledge that everything she knows is now gone.
Her mother. Her father.
It's easier to focus on the clean-up and so she does, steadfast in sweeping over one quadrant at a time until she's satisfied with how it looks and moving on to another square of space that's roughly the same size. It's very methodical, takes a little longer than it might strictly need to, but it can't be said that it isn't efficient in completely clearing things away so no one will have to go back over her work later to tidy it up.
Near the end she lets herself observe other people trying to make baskets with their trash, and while she's never been particularly athletic herself Hifumi has to assume that with the assistance of a drone she must have a good chance. So she lines up the shot, trusts in what must be hours of practice at this point of piloting the thing, and takes her shot-
And misses. Terribly. With a sigh, she just directs the drone to clean up the mess she's made.]
I should have realized that would happen...
[slimes are cute tho]
[There are many, many terrible ways this whole door malfunction thing could go. She could end up walking in on someone during a compromising situation, get entirely lost in a place she still doesn't know how to get around in, or even get locked out of the few places she does know how to get to.
What happens instead is that she opens a door, it closes harmlessly behind her without locking, and she comes face to face with what looks like something straight out of a video game.
Several somethings, it turns out. Being a normal human girl with absolutely no fighting skills, there's a moment of worry where she just kind of stands there, backing towards the door and ready to flee, but as a pale green slime hops forward with a winsome smile and starts to spout pink heart-shaped bubbles from it's mouth, Hifumi is fairly certain that it's probably harmless. She smiles a little at the absurdity of it and steps into the room again, sweeps her skirt demurely under herself for modesty as she crouches down, and reaches a hand out to pop one of the bubbles.
No poison mist spills out, it just explodes in a little soapy puff, and Hifumi is immediately charmed by her new friend.]
ALSO, I'M: not really sure what the point of this is
[Wildcard] (hit me up with any of the other prompts here or make something else up entirely! I'm also available at blahblahren for plotting if there's something specific that you might have in mind!)
Hifumi Togo | Persona 5
[After she understands what the task is, Hifumi moves somewhat like the drones herself, repeating the motions of collecting debris from things she doesn't quite recognize in a daze. The images from that dream are still flitting around in her head and swirling with the knowledge that everything she knows is now gone.
Her mother. Her father.
It's easier to focus on the clean-up and so she does, steadfast in sweeping over one quadrant at a time until she's satisfied with how it looks and moving on to another square of space that's roughly the same size. It's very methodical, takes a little longer than it might strictly need to, but it can't be said that it isn't efficient in completely clearing things away so no one will have to go back over her work later to tidy it up.
Near the end she lets herself observe other people trying to make baskets with their trash, and while she's never been particularly athletic herself Hifumi has to assume that with the assistance of a drone she must have a good chance. So she lines up the shot, trusts in what must be hours of practice at this point of piloting the thing, and takes her shot-
And misses. Terribly. With a sigh, she just directs the drone to clean up the mess she's made.]
I should have realized that would happen...
[slimes are cute tho]
[There are many, many terrible ways this whole door malfunction thing could go. She could end up walking in on someone during a compromising situation, get entirely lost in a place she still doesn't know how to get around in, or even get locked out of the few places she does know how to get to.
What happens instead is that she opens a door, it closes harmlessly behind her without locking, and she comes face to face with what looks like something straight out of a video game.
Several somethings, it turns out. Being a normal human girl with absolutely no fighting skills, there's a moment of worry where she just kind of stands there, backing towards the door and ready to flee, but as a pale green slime hops forward with a winsome smile and starts to spout pink heart-shaped bubbles from it's mouth, Hifumi is fairly certain that it's probably harmless. She smiles a little at the absurdity of it and steps into the room again, sweeps her skirt demurely under herself for modesty as she crouches down, and reaches a hand out to pop one of the bubbles.
No poison mist spills out, it just explodes in a little soapy puff, and Hifumi is immediately charmed by her new friend.]
You seem to fit in here just as well as I do...
[Which is: not at all.]
[social link]
@shogiqueen (17), Tokyo, Japan
I'M SKILLED IN: shogi
I'M LOOKING FOR: the ability to plan my own life
ALSO, I'M: not really sure what the point of this is
[Wildcard]
(hit me up with any of the other prompts here or make something else up entirely! I'm also available at