[PRP] Backdrop (Emiola & Dairah)

[Melancholies]

 

[Melancholies]

Emi didn't always frequent places of produce, but when she did it was usually with little to no purpose in mind. She liked to wander. Besides, the last time she'd gone wandering through stalls offering a variety of veggies, she got some free pumpkins. It was pretty sweet.

She wasn't really expecting anything for free this time, but it was still kind of neat to see what different trolls were up to. While she placed her interests in music, it was entertaining to see others focusing their strengths into weird obscure s**t, like jam. Or vegetables. Or whatever. If she bought anything here tonight, it wouldn't be for herself, it'd be for Maccue.

Speaking of, the gigantic woodpecker was loitering around behind Emi, his feathers ruffled and his eyes ever wide and ever watching. His charge was, perhaps, overworking him just a little bit, but she'd thankfully kept to herself most of the night. Her lusus actually loved outdoor markets such as this, if only because they were typically propelled and populated by warmer hues, and that meant less danger for Emiola to get involved in.

"I feel like this place would be a lot more happenin' with some live entertainment or somethin'." Emi got it, to an extent—lowbloods, not a lot of money, not a lot of opportunities for someone to come entertain (other than maybe exposure, there were a lot of trolls that filtered through here). "'Cause as is there's just. Fruit. 'N stuff. Y'know pops? Y'know?"

Maccue did not seem to necessarily know.

At least her lusus didn't seem to stop her as she silently perused the wares of a small, similarly sized orangeblood. Still, it was obvious that she didn't look too enthralled in what she was looking at. It wasn't like she was looking at the next sweeps most badass cool musical thing ever.

Sami-Fire

 

[Sami-Fire]

Dairah could be dang nosy sometimes. If people talked to themselves for any reason, she always managed to eavesdrop on them. There was this tealblood girl going around with her lusus, apparently grousing about how the market was just "fruit and stuff." She couldn't help but feel mildly offended by the words; this was a place where the literal fruits of one's hard work were put on display, and more work was done to make sure money was properly exchanged for the goods. Trying her best to cover up that sense of being miffed, she flashed the tealblood a strained smile. "Hi there! Looking to stock up on supplies? Or is there something else you were looking for?" Not that Dairah could really provide a "something else" right now.

Melancholies

 

[Melancholies]

"Oh uh! Nah, just lookin!" Emiola waved her hand dismissively. Truth was, she had no real need for any of this stuff, she was just a bored midblood on a lazy evening. Sometimes you found cool junk here, more often than times not. Then again, as a wondrous child, many things fell into the 'cool' category regardless of if they were or not. "There's always so much stuff to see at these sort've things, y'know?" She giggled.

Maccue chattered his beak. "Oh! But I guess if you got anything good for birds, my lusus would like it." It'd been a while since she'd procured her dad anything like delicious suet cakes or various seed assortments. She motioned up to the gigantic woodpecker.

Sami-Fire