[ In the grand scheme of things, the escapades of one lone streamer and his fabuulous floppity friend might not add to much. But the number of people who derive joy from watching the antics of a single bunny is baffling.
At least, it seems that way, right up until Ysayle herself takes the time to actually watch Nakazawa's videos. ]
..It's so cute..
[ Uttered softly as she watches on her smart phone, eyes round and wide and delight blooming with warmth within in her chest. How could anyone refuse to help bunny in their time of need? Not her, that's for sure!
...She's not paying the strictest of attention to who might notice her reactions, distracted as she now is from the actual goal of aiding Nakazawa. (I mean, just look at it.) ]
♦ The Case Case ♦
[ Let it not be said that Ysayle is not capable of hiding in plain sight: quite a feat when one is tall and pale as ice. Yet so few here spare her a first glance, let alone give her a second in spite of all that.
She rather wishes the location of the case were a little less urban, a little less blatently out in the open, but it's not her wish being granted here. (A part of her can't help but be curious about the possible contents, but it isn't for her to know. For the moment.)
Idle coffee is abandoned when she's finally forced to her feet about two hours in, when a very armed, very stabby looking group emerge from seemingly nowhere. It would be a simple enough matter to summon a thaumaturge's ice spell to her fingertips as one hand closes about the scepter at her back. But first: Lady Iceheart stares down the people surrounding her, expression stern. ]
Go on about your business elsewhere, I have no quarrel with you.
♦ Digital Dragons ♦
[ Ysayle's dislike of this game's premise cannot be understated, and those struggling with loss will find no sympathy for their failures.
(Why isn't diplomacy the route players can take in this instance? Why is it always the dragon at fault, that the dragon must be fought and killed to succeed at some goal, for mere trinkets?)
This does not, however, mean that she'll neglect those in need: any who emerge from their rooms to take a break from loss after loss will be assaulted by the scent of good cooking, wafting from the kitchen. ]
I wondered when you would appear. [a smile, and a wave towards the nearest chair] You look in need of a good meal, and a proper rest besides.
Ysayle "Lady Iceheart" Dangoulain // Final Fantasy XIV // Shinki
[ In the grand scheme of things, the escapades of one lone streamer and his fabuulous floppity friend might not add to much. But the number of people who derive joy from watching the antics of a single bunny is baffling.
At least, it seems that way, right up until Ysayle herself takes the time to actually watch Nakazawa's videos. ]
..It's so cute..
[ Uttered softly as she watches on her smart phone, eyes round and wide and delight blooming with warmth within in her chest. How could anyone refuse to help bunny in their time of need? Not her, that's for sure!
...She's not paying the strictest of attention to who might notice her reactions, distracted as she now is from the actual goal of aiding Nakazawa. (I mean, just look at it.) ]
♦ The Case Case ♦
[ Let it not be said that Ysayle is not capable of hiding in plain sight: quite a feat when one is tall and pale as ice. Yet so few here spare her a first glance, let alone give her a second in spite of all that.
She rather wishes the location of the case were a little less urban, a little less blatently out in the open, but it's not her wish being granted here. (A part of her can't help but be curious about the possible contents, but it isn't for her to know. For the moment.)
Idle coffee is abandoned when she's finally forced to her feet about two hours in, when a very armed, very stabby looking group emerge from seemingly nowhere. It would be a simple enough matter to summon a thaumaturge's ice spell to her fingertips as one hand closes about the scepter at her back. But first: Lady Iceheart stares down the people surrounding her, expression stern. ]
Go on about your business elsewhere, I have no quarrel with you.
♦ Digital Dragons ♦
[ Ysayle's dislike of this game's premise cannot be understated, and those struggling with loss will find no sympathy for their failures.
(Why isn't diplomacy the route players can take in this instance? Why is it always the dragon at fault, that the dragon must be fought and killed to succeed at some goal, for mere trinkets?)
This does not, however, mean that she'll neglect those in need: any who emerge from their rooms to take a break from loss after loss will be assaulted by the scent of good cooking, wafting from the kitchen. ]
I wondered when you would appear. [a smile, and a wave towards the nearest chair] You look in need of a good meal, and a proper rest besides.
☼ Wildcard ☼
Come at me, yo!