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Characters: Hibiki and you!
Date: Early February
Location: Around and about Aifaran
Situation: Hibiki discovers many things and is bad for teacups.
Warnings: ~~hibiki~~ Narcissism; poor fine motor skills.

[ Scene I - At a fancy art gallery. ]

[ A rare chance has come up, for those interested in the arts. It seems a renowned Igheeri sculptor has discovered a new muse, and has created a design for their intended masterwork. Today, that design shall be unveiled to the public, acted out by that very muse! Live art!

Excitement is high at the event. The Igheeri swoops down from a perch installed in the gallery for just such flourishes. After a brief, haughty speech about a Dreamfolk worthy of being immortalized in art, the cover over the modeling muse is is whisked away to reveal -

Well. This intended pose for the future statue is sure something. Something the model is now doing in real time.

Do try not to faint. ]

[ Scene II - In the Dreaming Bridge. ]

"User not found"?!

[ This is impossible! Yes, Hibiki had only made that Xa Xa account to stay better informed on everyone else's folly, but for it to have completely vanished....! And when she had actually wanted to inform her audience of her change in status, at that!

She's being rather loud in the hallways of the Dreaming Bridge. It's early in the morning. And she's placing a call. ]

Technical support? An outrage has occurred. Amend it immediately!

[ Scene III - On the street. ]

[ "I'm gonna prove I love bibirus more than you! By....by talking like this, bibi!" ]

HHHHHHHHH!

[ Hibiki had been about to take a sip out of this teacup when a couple of squabbling kedan kids pass by. One has made his head sprout bibiru wings. The other has taken this as a challenge.

And Hibiki's teacup is a victim, dropping from her fingers to shatter on this streetside table. She, herself, is frozen in shock. A single drop of blood leaks from a cut on her finger where a piece of the breaking cup had nicked it. Where it spills on the table, a tiny imp rises, stretches, yawns, and looks around. Since Hibiki doesn't seem to be moving, it sits on a piece of the broken teacup and waits.

Nothing to see here. ]

[ Scene IV - At a cafe. ]

What morbidly useful creatures.

[ Hibiki is sitting in a corner of this cafe, accepting the handkerchief one of her imps has just fetched from her pocket for her. She presses it against the finger she'd pricked and watches the second imp carefully stir her tea with a spoon that's bigger than it. ]

The generation method is slightly out of my idiom, but all things considered, the ultimate servants would of course be a part of me. These shall serve flawlessly--

[ Clatter. The imp tips the teacup over by stirring too hard. Now it's standing dumbly in a spilling puddle, looking down.

Hibiki's eyebrow twitches. ]

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[Pepper had missed the latest teacup shattering, but Hibiki is one of those people that just stands out, even if they're sitting. The redhead is still scoping out cafes in an effort to find the ones she likes best, and this one happens to also host one of her newer friends.

Of course she goes to say hello, and Hibiki isn't alone.]

Oh my gosh, they're adorable. [She giggles at the hapless creature. Poor thing.] Where'd you get them? Do they have names? [Right, there's a spill. Pepper snags a napkin.] Looks like you might need more tea, though. How's it going?

Miss Pepper.

[ Irritation vanishing instantly, Hibiki looks over and smiles. So do the imps, except they're a bit more excitable, jumping up and down and squeaking. There is a splishy noise when they jump. They are not sure why, but it is fun. ]

It seems my talents have increased once again.

[ And that is saying something, since her skills at....everything....were already considerable. ]

Sure looks like it, yeah. [Literally, as far as increasing numbers goes. Pepper waves at the bouncing imps, who don't seem to care at all that they're covered in tea.]

This what your new magic ability is then? Can they do anything special yet? I mean, just getting them here is special to start with, {She raises her right hand, where her tattoo is visible on her wrist,] but it's not like these tattoos come with an instruction manual.

Mind if I sit?

Be my guest.

[ So she can show off her imps. Hibiki crosses her legs behind the table, pleased. ]

I was just investigating the extent of their abilities.

[ She will leave off that she hasn't found them capable of much except stirring, and occasionally spilling, tea. Yet. ]

[Pepper settles in the chair across from Hibiki, grinning.]

Well, it looks like they don't mind hot water much, so maybe they've got some sort of heat resistance. Could be useful, if they're a little clumsy, too. [This is teasing.]

...Their resilience is unmatched.

[ The imps are poking at each other and squeaking. Huh. You are wet. Hey, so are you. It feels funny. Poke. Tap. Poke. Pokepoke. Pokepokepokepoke. ]

--Hurry and dry off!!

[Cue more giggling at the imps, who are continuing to be a source of delight.]

I guess they're investigating the extent of what existing means, huh? Lemme go grab some more napkins.

[Pepper finds some papery cloth to soak up the excess tea and returns in short order, offering some to Hibiki and starting to address some of the spill.]

I haven't even figured out what my new magic is, so it's cool to see yours. How'd you get this to work?

Pure inspiration. [ Hibiki indicates the napkins that were offered to her to the imps, who after a moment's contemplation take them. These are interesting! What do they...Oh.

They start mimicking Pepper and mostly just get their napkins wadded up in short order. Then they run into each other, which turns into the two of them patting at each other with their napkins. So in a way, they're being dried off. By accident. ]

They're sure to display their full powers soon.

[ One of the imps is patted too hard and falls over. But the other one helps it up and they get right back to it. ]

[Not the most helpful explanation, but Pepper supposes that the Talents are a little bit ambiguous by nature.]

I don't know about you, but I'd almost be tempted not to power them up any further in case they get less cute. [Pepper grins, a shade sly.] But I guess they're not technically pets, so that's not the point.

So, have you gotten the chance to explore more of the city?

I have. The results were predictable.

[ If a seven-year-old Shikyoin Hibiki can be scouted off the street on nothing but looks, what chance did this puniverse stand when confronted with a sixteen-year-old Shikyoin Hibiki at the height of her talents and nobility? Her ~~happening to roll high affinity numbers in things she's good at, what the hey~~ charismatic attraction made short work of that. ]

You'd do well to follow the city's arts scene.

[ The imps are dry! What should they do with these napkins? The napkins have these wet smudges on them now. Should they be flapped in the wind? Will that help? ]

Yeah? What does predictable look like, for you?

[Pepper is genuinely curious, though at a guess she would say the fawning hadn't stopped with the festival. Still, clarity is helpful, and she likes to know these things.]

I'm not a huge art person, but maybe I should pay a little more attention. Even with getting my Xa Xa account all messed up, I've somehow ended up with a ton of followers. I guess they like aerial pictures or whatever.

[With another spate of quiet laughter, Pepper offers to take the napkins from the imps that are being waved to collect them into a neater pile.]

That social network is beyond salvation.

[ Pepper has hit a slight nerve. Hibiki turns to one of the imps. ] More tea.

[ The imp salutes and hops off to try and squeak at the staff here. Um! Um!!!! Um! More, um. More....

MORE HOT WET STUFF PLEASE! ]

[Pepper's eyebrows go up a little.]

Not a fan of social media, or social media isn't a fan of you?

[The poor imps. They're trying so hard! She'll go clarify the order if they don't get the message across.]

You could try starting a new one - we've got a bunch where I come from.

I might have to. [ She says this with full confidence she's capable of the programming involved. ] The state of the existing customer support is absolutely intolerable.

[ The imp, not sure how to pantomime fresh tea, is instead pretending to drop a cup. More of the stuff you do this with! ]

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