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[ Momoko is walking with purpose today, across the bountiful Gardens and toward the wild places. Her expression is one of brazen, incautious determination. Nothing is going to stop her from whatever she's planning.
She high-steps over patches of blooming flowers or an unearthed tree root somewhat awkwardly (rocking horse shoes are not meant for such conditions) and hikes her parasol up on her shoulder, like a soldier would his trusty bayonet, as she proceeds forward. One can only guess what's on her mind. If you stop her and ask, she might tell you.
Or you can follow quietly and see for yourself just what the Lolita is up to. ]
She high-steps over patches of blooming flowers or an unearthed tree root somewhat awkwardly (rocking horse shoes are not meant for such conditions) and hikes her parasol up on her shoulder, like a soldier would his trusty bayonet, as she proceeds forward. One can only guess what's on her mind. If you stop her and ask, she might tell you.
Or you can follow quietly and see for yourself just what the Lolita is up to. ]
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Are you out here for the magic soil, too?
[ Her gaze flickers first from one wing, then the other, before hesitantly adding: ]
Cosplay?
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... Cosplay?
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With that get-up, what else would it be?
[ Momoko knows a thing or two about commitment to style, but wings are a little passé at this point. ]
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I hear hiking usually goes a little better if you're not wearing shoes you could commit suicide from the top of.
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I've been wearing these since junior high. There's nothing I can't do in them.