Terumi had been looking forward to this Halloween festival. Such yearly events were usually held in grand style, with lots of Fioran citizens dressing up in all sorts of costumes and gracing the streets. It was a time to let down one's hair and dress up as the person you wanted to be. Of course, for people, it meant different things, ranging from real life characters to fictional and mythological beings. The major reason Terumi had been so interested was because she had wanted to try her hand at designing a very complex outfit that would impress people. The idea of dressing up as Senka had fleetingly come to mind, but while people would not consider her superhero garb as being out of place, she felt it was redundant for her to suit up for Halloween as a figure she already was in real life. It was just like a policeman dressing up as a policeman for Halloween. Like she thought, redundant.
The park that was being used to host the festivities was expectedly full of people and activity. She meandered through the crowd, looking for anything that might pique her interest. There were quite a lot of attractions and competitions, and most of them looked like fun. She came to stop at what looked like some sort of contest. On further inspection, she observed that it was actually a costume contest. This was a good place for showing off her work of art. Joining the young adult category, she waited and watched as the judges went around appraising the various costumes the youths sported."Well, isn't today exciting? Not long ago, I met a beautiful blast from the past, and now I'm faced with a futuristic femme fatale."
She turned towards the voice, and found herself looking at a young man with a similar hue of hair as hers. He smiled disarmingly. "Steampunk brawler?"
he ventured, trying to guess what was on Terumi's mind when she selected this particular costume. She returned the smile, hers being a little more demure. "I hardly think I'm that dangerous..."
A statement which was quite the lie, but she didn't really think of herself as that
seductive. As far as dangerous was concerned, however, Terumi wouldn't fool herself. She could, depending on the circumstances, be very unsafe to be around. Thankfully, this was not one of those times. The young man shrugged with a chuckle. "I was trying my hand at some alliteration, but that doesn't mean you don't have some sort of mysterious charm."
Terumi's cheeks flushed ever so slightly, but she tried to keep a straight face. Fearing that he might continue to try hitting on her, and getting her to embarrass herself (in her opinion), she swiftly changed the subject. "You came close when you said 'Steampunk brawler', though there might be a bit of time travel involved."
Dressed in a short, sleeveless leather jacket that stopped above her waist, with a cropped tube top, denim pants and combat boots, it wasn't surprising that the man would have considered a fighting-related occupation. But that was not what made her look like she had dropped from an age far ahead in time. On her right arm, covering it up to her shoulder, was a sophisticated gauntlet that sported a round clock at the shoulder, and a few ports that let out a blue glow. "And since time travel is dangerous, a girl's got to be well equipped, right?"
So saying, she grasped the clock and twisted it in an anticlockwise direction. With a soft hiss, her arm armor let out some "steam", making it look like a pressurized compartment was being opened. Then, to the impressed "oohs" and "ahs" of those watching, it shifted and folded itself down until it had freed all of her upper arm, and now covered from below her elbow to her fingers. "It would be some sort of weapon, if I was really time-traveling and all that, but nah, it's mostly props and effects."
The judge looked blown away. "That was really neat. I need to get me one of those."
She smiled, but didn't bother mentioning that she had constructed it herself. It would have been a good choice for a weapon, but she liked her arms mostly uncovered, thanks to her body heat issue. The green haired official handed her a corn candy. "You've definitely earned this, time traveler. Get some more, and you might win a prize or two."
Terumi thanked him and took the candy, which she put in a pocket. As she walked away, the man called after her, "You're not waiting to see if you won the contest?"
She turned and shook her head, then kept going. She was more interested in finding something to drink or nibble on, as she was a mite peckish. She noticed a pretty blonde woman in a skimpy, furry outfit. Must be the "beautiful blast from the past" the costume contest guy had been talking about. And just at that point, she saw nearby what she was looking for.
She almost hurried to the punch stand, and to her surprise (and delight), the punch was free. As she accepted the cup, she got a caveat from the attendants at the stand: strange things could happen when one drank the punch. Gingerly, she took a sip, then another, then a mouthful. It was a really tasty drink, and from the looks of it, she wasn't growing a tail or horns, or any weird thing. Assured that the punch was not only tasty, but devoid of any strange effects, she asked for another cup, which she could share with someone. With smiles, she was obliged. Forgetting that a different cup might have a different enchantment not as pleasant as the cup she had enjoyed, she took both cups, hers in her left hand, and approached the "blast from the past" blonde. Terumi was feeling social today. Besides, she was curious and wanted to ask something. The other young woman looked like she wanted to do something to kill boredom. Hopefully, she would be friendly. And she had freckles. Terumi thought that was cute."Hi there,"
Terumi said brightly, as she offered the gold-haired lady a cup of punch. "I'd guess Joyan beast tamer, but I could be wrong,"
she said, offering a venture at what might have inspired the blonde's choice of Halloween outfit. She wanted to add that it was a great outfit for cooling off; it would be for herself, anyway, but she didn't know whether such a statement might be perceived to have a different meaning, so she didn't go there. Besides, she was just meeting her for the first time.
Costume Contest (received 1 kernel)
Halloween Punch Sampling (received 1 kernel)