The great gig in the sky (Yumi/Event)

Having been walking around the Festival grounds one day Yumi had been just a little surprised to have Miss Alisa address her so directly, picking her out of the crowd even when they came across eachother. What became even more surprising however was what she was trying to communicate to the young Red Head. Yumi had signed up for that modelling agency officially since their last talk but it seemed Alisa was trying to be her personal agent or something, cause while Yumi was still waiting on official business her teacher of all people seemed to have gotten a job Yumi herself might be interested in.

She really wasn’t sure what to say at the time and ultimately she at least ended up agreeing to attend. She briefly wondered if she had to inform her agency and give them a cut or something but… she found the work herself? Or with Alisa’s help rather? It should be fine right? Oh god should she really be doing this? She might get in trouble and it was with her teacher and even when she asked ‘why me’ all she was told is they needed a younger model so… it wasn’t like they specifically needed HER right and-

No. No. No overthinking this it… it’d be nice for her first time to be with some support. She’d thought of inviting Kouta or Red to her first shoot, but… Alisa would be a nice bit of energy. Keep her motivated and supported at the same time… yeah that felt like a nice thought. When she got back to her hostel she changed into some more casual clothes. A biker set she wore more for a hint of fashion than sheer practicality, especially since she never really planned on owning a motorbike. She left the belt loose but hey with her hips it was hardly like she needed it, and with a white blouse top on beneath she headed off to the mall.

It took a bit to find her way but eventually she’d reach the part of the mall that would be holding the shoot behind closed doors, sneaking up on her teacher leaning over the railing and gently tapping the back of her shoulder to get her attention, waving at her nervously as she turned. “H-heeeey miss… so this the place huh?” She glanced to the store, the windows were covered to help the lightning for the shoot but the sign definitely looked like it was a swanky place. “Must be a nice brand if they hired someone like you to represent it…”


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“G-good afternoon.” She parroted with nerves as she always did, rubbing the back of her neck. In her current attire she could easily give the vibe of someone casually confident but with her track record with Alisa out side of normal class activities and time tables it was hard for her to put her heel down and find a confident bone in her body. Still, she tried to make an effort and hold some ground between them, as difficult as it could definitely be for her… “Yeah it was an easy enough find. I mean once I got the mall I could use the store maps. Finding the mall was the hard part and even then just had to find a few less easily irritated locals to give me directions… m-mom’s heritage kinda helped.” She vaguely gestured over her face, trying to subtly imply the fact she didn’t look too much like a Japanese tourist helped her reduce the annoyance of the er… more than easily irritated English. Geeze 50 years later their attitudes were still recovering from that whole Brexit nonsense huh?


“Oh… hush. We both know your talented at this is all.” She’d speak back with an oddly firmer sense of confidence. She’d already managed to let a compliment slip but as it was a genuine one she found it easier to hold her ground on her, smiling warmly back at her teacher before turning her eyes idly to the store, stepping towards it once Alisa began to move a little and following along at her side.

“Yeah I suppose so but.. hey must do good work if you trust ‘em. Not much else I could really add beyond building some personal experience with them too. Do they travel or have you just done shoots in England before?” She’d ask, a little curious as to how the older woman’s work had developed as a model, kinda curious if she’d need to travel such great distances herself when an add agency was just looking for that specific ‘look’ a woman like her provided in turn.

When they stepped inside, Yumi’s drifting eyes naturally caught a few ‘gulp’ worthy images, blushing deeply for a moment before trying to hold more of the confidence she’d need infront of the camera in the moments to come, nodding along slowly before needed to shake her head and mentally catch up to what she’d just been told. “O-oh. Right er. Yeah. Thanks… I kinda just like the look honestly? I’ve never really thought about getting a look but I think I make it look pretty stylish ya know? Got a softer look than your usual biker chick but juuuust spunky enough to pull it off?”