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Maiko paused at the odd empty booth. The booth actualy was quite nice in her opionon. Not too colorful like some booths she had seen. No, it was actualy quite calm and earie. She sort of liked it finaly some silcense. No, what was odd to her was not the booth or the fact it seemed to be abandoned. What she found odd were the random apples sitting in a bowl on the table. "Apples..?" She asked outloud to herself. They just seemed so odd sitting there. Then she asked herself a question in her head. 'Do I actualy dare to eat one?" she raised a brow with the question and slowly put a hand out to an apple wondering if she really should.

Finally she takes a bite. Suddenly the word seeps into her mind.. DELICATE Her eyes narrow at the word--- then suddenly cards? She blinks stareing at the sudden cards before her. 'Delicate...' she thought to herself. 'Reminds me of Miyako..but anyway that cat isn't and option hmm..' She takes a look at the cards again and picks the one she thinks best suits it. She finaly touches a card. Fragile

Then suddenly....elsewhere? She narrows her eyes, confused.

And once again, Xiu was back. As with last time, she eyed the bowl of apples with some apprehension before grabbing one, taking a bite. Would another word appear in her mind unbidden again?

...Seemed like it.

So this time the word was "delicate", was it? The baku hummed thoughtfully, leaning forward to eye the cards that had appeared before her. Delicate, delicate...ahh, this one was perfect! Reaching out, she gave the card a light tap with her index finger.

LACE

And just like last time, the baku found herself warped to a different area.

While she was still host to some Desu Candy and had just finished an Artic Chill, Kyrie still craved eating - she'd never gotten such an opportunity to eat so many different things after all! It was mostly soup and crackers back home. 8(

Imagine her surprise when, upon taking a bite out of one of the apples on display, the ghoul found herself privy to a single word and a host of cards. "Delicate"? Who said that? owo Uhhhmmmmmm . . . Wellllll . . .

Eventually she stopped trying to figure out who had planted the thought in her head and actually looked through the cards that appeared, eventually deciding on String since it reminded her of guitars and violins. So much so that the ghost left Nolan's booth with the beginnings of a soft string melody, looking peaceable as she chewed through her apple.

(( SN = Mediciner ))

The booth Eisheth stumbled upon was a bit strange. No, to be honest, there was nothing wrong with the booth (except for the fact that it was completely empty, and was.. lonely like a living being; Eisheth couldn't explain to herself either, but definitely felt it). But... the alchemist had a weird feeling about it. Feeling curious, she decided to come closer.

A bowl full of fresh, juicy apples was tempting; Eisheth took one, and the very moment she bit it, the reality stretched around her: sounds merged together with colours and memories. She was hearing the voice, a neutral voice telling her just one word: "delicate".

Eisheth blinked trying to get rid of illusion, and suddenly noticed 3 cards floating freely in the air. They were labeled, and more by the intuition than by a rational thinking she picked one with the word

TOUCH

..and then she simply closed her eyes relaxing.

Anthe had no idea how she had ended up at this booth. She had had no recollection of ever seeing this booth before and yet here it was. It was all shades of black, white and gray, a swirling of monochrome that made no sense. The only thing of color within this booth were apples sitting on its counter. Delicious red apples.They looked unreal, as they were practically perfect and unblemsihed.

She walked up to the booth eyeing the candy red apples. She looked to see if anyone was there, even calling out. When she spoke there was a strange echo like quality. Anthe could not resest the temptation any longer. She would pay when the shopkeeper got back she would be sure to.

As she took a bite a flurry of words entered her mind. The only one she could discern was "DELICATE."

Then suddenly cards were spread out on the table, with different words on it. She felt compelled to tough one, of which the closest said,

DAINTY

She for some reason felt compelled to blink. She did and in that half a second, she was somewhere else. How had she gotten there? She looked down at the dull red apple in her hand.

Lizzy was back, and she was surprised to be assaulted with a new word. When the cards appeared, she paused, looking thoughtful before picking up one of the cards - Webbing.

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