[Ah, the carnival. Even if it's updated for modern sensibilities, there's still a bit of nostalgia that lingers in the air. A simpler time of festivities and youth, where you could innocently frolic with nothing to fear for a handful of nights. Those memories are distant to Chobe, more like a daydream he isn't certain he made up, as they had to cast aside those days after their parents passed. It likely wouldn't be until at least half a century later that he'd be comfortable roaming out into a festival like this. Criminals have to keep a low profile, after all.
But now isn't really the time to reminisce. No, Chobe's had his eye on a different sort of prize all evening, and he grins wide once he spots his prey. So now, just as Esikko is being handed the plushie? A sharp, thin vine appears from seemingly no where, piercing the doll through its round little body before it can properly fall into his hands. The vendor blinks in surprise, but backs up, ready to help another player. Not his problem anymore.
The vine slinks behind Esikko through the air, Chobe's voice ringing out in a sickly sing song manner as the plush is dropped into his hand.]
Hmmm. Not nearly scowly enough, is it? Tsk tsk, just no accounting for quality control these days, eh?
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But now isn't really the time to reminisce. No, Chobe's had his eye on a different sort of prize all evening, and he grins wide once he spots his prey. So now, just as Esikko is being handed the plushie? A sharp, thin vine appears from seemingly no where, piercing the doll through its round little body before it can properly fall into his hands. The vendor blinks in surprise, but backs up, ready to help another player. Not his problem anymore.
The vine slinks behind Esikko through the air, Chobe's voice ringing out in a sickly sing song manner as the plush is dropped into his hand.]
Hmmm. Not nearly scowly enough, is it? Tsk tsk, just no accounting for quality control these days, eh?