not_meatbuns: (♪~ [so drunk.])
[Luceti. Your doom has arrived.

Litchi Faye-Ling awoke this morning with a tremendous desire to stuff people into costumes. And the ideas are abundant. She's not even drunk, but she still has her Radar going off whenever she sees just about anyone.

This a terror that should never be unleashed upon the innocent. This! Is! Cosplay!

Just about anywhere, just about all hours of the day and night, she is searching. There are costumes to be dealt out, and she is just the woman to do it.

Now would be a good time to start running.]




[[ooc: Today's theme is Pokemon! Because the mun could not think of anything else that had over 300 readily-available cosplays possible. Also, as always permission is nice with this. XD;]]
not_meatbuns: (♪~ [so drunk.])
[After a long recovery period and reading every single book in the house several times over, Litchi is finally back on her feet. She's still a little slow, but her cough is gone and her strength is mostly returned. So how best to celebrate?

A trip to the bar, of course.

Hey, she's missed the company. Really. Totally not just a boozehound.

So here she is, perched on a bar stool, cheerily nursing away at a margarita. She may look sweet and innocent, but there is imminent danger. Anyone who knows her well enough is bound to know, but... dare you approach and brave the risk of cosplay?]


[[ooc: Thread with Goroh chronologically goes first, but after that, feel free to come along and be pestered in some fashion! :D]]
not_meatbuns: (Mou... [blush])
[The past few days have been terribly confusing for Litchi. The teleportation thing has left her far more shaken than she'd care to admit; falling out of a tree and having a close friend just confess to you will do that to a person.

She's almost desperately seeking a distraction, although being stuck at home isn't exactly making that easy. The best distraction she really has is reading, but... she's already worked through all the books she has.

After some time of fidgeting, she caves in to the urge to ask for advice. Because this... is really not something she's prepared to deal with on her own. Or rather, she's been trying to, and recent circumstances have finally made it clear to her that she really does need outside help.

Once she's made her note in her journal, she stashes it behind a couch cushion in a particularly shoddy attempt at looking inconspicuous and goes back to trying to focus on her book.]


[Locked from Samurai Goroh 100%]

I realize this is a bit of a strange question, but... [...]

[The second part of the message takes her some time to find the words for, so there's a bit of a delay before:]


Is it completely foolish to hold on to a hope that there doesn't seem to be any chance of ever achieving? Even if holding on to that hope is standing in the way of finding happiness some other way?

...Is there any way to make letting go of that hope any easier?
not_meatbuns: (I'm sorry... [+Arakune])
[It's rather obvious, from her weak and wobbly tone, that Litchi has been crying. A lot. It took her up until now to be able to find the words for this, let alone keep her voice steady enough, but here it is...]

Anyone who knew Mr. Goroh... I... I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but... he...

[Her voice cracks, but she's trying to stubborn though this.] He was killed. In the... the fight against Hazama.

I... I'm so sorry.
not_meatbuns: (serious)
[Litchi is on a guilt trip today. Any search for Noel has turned up absolutely nothing. She's been avoiding sleep again in favor of both searching in person and keeping an eye on the journals, but, in an all-too-familiar way, her searches are ending up fruitless. It's not just a ruined promise to Ragna that's weighing her down; it's guilt that this is the second person she's cared about and tried to save and utterly failed.

So while she's on her shift at the clinic today, she'll be a little distant, checking back on her journal frequently for any leads. And once she's off work, she'll be out for a walk along the edge of the forest, both to keep an eye out and to try and ease frazzled nerves. After all, it's really looking hopeless at this point. It's been days since she heard or saw a thing, but she also feels like she can't give up just yet.

Feel free to run into her either at the clinic or while she's out walking; she'll be out well past sundown.]
not_meatbuns: (looking back)
First that boy, then Mr. McDohl, now the professor... the Malnosso really do have an odd sense of humor, don't they?

It's getting a little crowded in this apartment. Strange to think just a couple months ago, it was just me here. It almost seems as if Tao's been here the entire time. And now with three of us... I have to say, I'd love to see Tager and Linhua again, but at this rate, I'm not sure we would have the space. Does anyone know if New Feathers are still coming in?

Which reminds me...

[Filtered to Goroh and Bang | 90% locked]

I know this is an incredibly strange request, but -- would either of you mind if Tao and I used your bathtub for a week or so? I'm not sure it would be a good idea to use mine for the time being.

[/Filter]

This place... really is beginning to feel a bit like home.
not_meatbuns: (serious)
April first already... how time flies.

[Private to Self || 75% Locked] )

I apologize if I've worried anyone this past week. [There's a small pause before she continues, her tone softer.] Especially you, Bang. But I'm feeling much better now.

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