Hotaru
Talyson's childishness is a perfect, caustic fit to Hotaru's general bratty disposition, so she sticks her tongue out with a harsher face just to feel superior. "I'm telling Alys you denied me just to be mean," she huffs, though the veracity of the threat dwindles as the workday moves forward and her grumpy baseline pushes the needle into milder spirits. Whether it will drop again when she's forced to part from Sunny again after lunch...
Luckily his charm and flattery is eternally motivating, and she kisses him quickly as cleanup of the meal begins. More saliva to bully Tal with. "You're the foundation, I'm the decoration," she declares in agreement; though the lilt of her tone is lofty to all who are around to hear, the humming truth of it sings from her heart to his through the Attuned bond.
Alone on the landing floor, Hotaru corrals as many NPC helpers as she can bat her eyes at to coordinate her vision. A well-defined route to the stairs and exit zones is boring artistically but unfortunately necessary (they live in Caido, emergency exits must be plentiful and vibrantly marked). From there, she begins structuring the skeletons of stores and retail locations lining the space between the docking area and outer walls (like the upper mezzanine of a mall). Ports and towns are great mercantile options, but Hotaru is very passionate about shopping and investment. Not only monetarily, but for the locals who can use the opportunity to better their own lives and businesses. And why not encourage it anyway? It's the perfect setup; while waiting on a boat, why not visit a lovely boutique, peruse an art gallery, or receive a massage?
Oooh, maybe she should open another branch of her spa...
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Ru starts on the floor where the loading will be (3rd...?) and starts outlining spaces for mall mezzanine style shops for centralized trading and employment of locals, to be fine tuned in the next round.
Luckily his charm and flattery is eternally motivating, and she kisses him quickly as cleanup of the meal begins. More saliva to bully Tal with. "You're the foundation, I'm the decoration," she declares in agreement; though the lilt of her tone is lofty to all who are around to hear, the humming truth of it sings from her heart to his through the Attuned bond.
Alone on the landing floor, Hotaru corrals as many NPC helpers as she can bat her eyes at to coordinate her vision. A well-defined route to the stairs and exit zones is boring artistically but unfortunately necessary (they live in Caido, emergency exits must be plentiful and vibrantly marked). From there, she begins structuring the skeletons of stores and retail locations lining the space between the docking area and outer walls (like the upper mezzanine of a mall). Ports and towns are great mercantile options, but Hotaru is very passionate about shopping and investment. Not only monetarily, but for the locals who can use the opportunity to better their own lives and businesses. And why not encourage it anyway? It's the perfect setup; while waiting on a boat, why not visit a lovely boutique, peruse an art gallery, or receive a massage?
Oooh, maybe she should open another branch of her spa...
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Ru starts on the floor where the loading will be (3rd...?) and starts outlining spaces for mall mezzanine style shops for centralized trading and employment of locals, to be fine tuned in the next round.
She doesn't care about your words
or how you'll try and save her
or how you'll try and save her
