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Post by Honey Hirano on Jun 29, 2020 4:44:00 GMT -4
She would just write down what she knew from the top of her head, her tongue poking out a little now that she was thinking and focused. It was nice to work together, she did not like working alone. That's why it was so great that since the start of this year, Honey shared a room with Kumoko. It definitely made it easier to keep up with her friend and her homework because she was a little bit of a goofball that would forget. Honey would also wonder if it was smart to think more about it, now that she sat here working with Finn, she wondered if this is something she wanted to do, could do in her free time, make outfits or make blueprints if she got that far for other heroes, considering she wanted to focus on this. It might have been a PR stunt but now she really thought it would be something nice to learn or as Finn said before, to be able to help and make the right outfit for the combat heroes. "When did you learn you wanted to make hats?" It was out her mouth before she knew it because Honey wanted to learn how she could figure out what she wanted to do.
As they talked a little more and focused on their jobs separately, Honey looked up when Finn promised her that if he figured out how it worked, he would let her know, "That be great!" Because even though Honey wanted to learn, she wasn't really the fastest in trying with all the other things that she was doing. Maybe that's why she should find a focus and work harder on designs like this and make it better. It was definitely worth it to think about it. She smiled brightly and put the pencil down to look at what Finn was doing and making sure it went alright, but as she had explained it before, he seemed to understand perfectly well what was going on. She nodded and nodded again when Finn spoke about the tedious issues they as mutants had, "Oh, that's a brilliant idea. Hat for mutants and transformation quirkers, so they don't feel left out in the fashion industry." Still leaning with her cheeks on her hands she looked with her big green eyes at the pattern, they could cut holes in the fabric later to make ears and horns and everything fit through. That was so nice, she wished she had that idea herself but it was maybe slightly the same, the idea of making hero suits for her classmates.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jun 29, 2020 5:39:56 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
Honey's first question...
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"It's been a long time, years..." Softly saying those words, he couldn't help but feel like a cat rolling about in the sun as it bathed within the warm light of her happiness in that moment. Far warmer than the bitter cold that drove him to sleep away so many years of his life. It kept himself from plummeting much further than memories of the past, pieces that built the bridge made over those seemingly impossible gaps back then. At least he become a figure who seemed to spark something wonderful in those who took the time to be there and listen.
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"Miss Furball, not many people know that though I am a pleasant person, the years I've left behind me as a child were quite miserable..."
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Taking a moment to reel it in with a gentle smile, albeit a little sad...fixing the fabric while angling his hand to utilize his palm so that his knuckles and claws wouldn't snag it.
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"Many years of it spent asleep, much of my happiness was found within the safety of my dreams, Miss Furball. I had a mother who saw me as a financial burden, didn't want to spend extra money for comfortable clothing. My father was a wonderful, upstanding fellow who didn't agree with her belief of money harboring more importance than the weight of a life..."
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Realigning his scissors with a sigh, he took a moment to adjust his monocle before carrying on and making sure that he wasn't straying too far from the lines. Gently and carefully picking up the pieces he cut with care and precision, taking his time rather than trying to rush right on through it.
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"...he helped me through so much, a true unspoken hero. He would try his best to make little adjustments here and there, modifying my clothing until it didn't hurt so much to wear them. Hats were one of the things we struggled with the most, it was either my antlers or ears causing problems in making them fit properly. Yet, I adored hats oh so very much...I thought to myself how nice it would be to have a comfortable hat that didn't need to be squished between my horns or stuffed over them and rub my ears raw..."
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Smiling gently, he rolled his shoulders back for a moment, "...I felt like I couldn't be the only one, could I? Maybe one day I can have enough money to make all the mutant quirkers and animal quirkers something nice...that is when I decided I'd like to make hats one day, I think..." Looking over, he got up to trade places once again since now it was time for the assembling process. "Ah...alright, Miss Furball, please show me the next step~" Still, he was able to regain his more upbeat composure.
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jun 29, 2020 5:52:09 GMT -4
She felt a little sweating, it had been years that Finn knew he wanted to do this? But that only made it worse, she only realized with the start of the second year and the dropping off all the tutors that she actually liked what she learned. That she liked going to school because Mikhail-sensei did not mind her running around as long as she paid attention and the others well they all got it. It was just that she felt so behind and yet she felt so much as that she belonged here. But it wasn't about that now and she looked with slight worry at Finn, she did not mean to trigger anything bad and looked at her hands as she had lifted up her face as if she asked something bad. She did listen though, it was clearly seen by the stand of her ears and she nodded when she acknowledged that she heard it. This was the second time in a row that she learned she was quite privileged and she hated it. It felt like she complained about nothing, wanting more freedom, wanting to fit in and yet here they were, so many people that did not have loving parents and so on and though her mother was strict and took most of her freedom away, she was sure she was loved.
It took a while for Honey to actually move and get the fabrics in her small hands because she was staring at Finn. Why were most people that had gone through horrible things so kind? She wasn't sure if she could do so. His father sounded great, "My father." She said, trying to add to the conversation, "He is my biggest fan." She smiled brightly, she was definitely a bit of a daddy-girl, mostly because her father gave her slightly more freedom than her mother and it was definitely having its effects on little Honey. But now she turned her attention back to the hat and looking at the book and reading a bit before explaining that they would have to sew the outer rim shut, that meant they had to use the pins to put the patters now cut out of the fabric onto each other and she would do that quite neat and quickly. "Want to do that by hand or maybe a sewing machine?" She looked around to see if Finn had one, before continuing to explain the steps that the book pointed out, after all, it was best to learn together and she wanted to make sure that the both of them learnt from it. She looked up again, "Thank you for telling me the story, I am sure you are going to be the nicest hatter in town. I wish more people thought about the opportunity for quirkers than seeing us as bad people." She wasn't stupid, she knew it was out there, "I have been very lucky, everyone loves a small squirrel and think of me as a small child but I am not stupid, I see what is out there." She looked at the table again, but sometimes, it was entirely a blissful state to pretend you had no idea.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jun 29, 2020 6:14:47 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
"As he should be~" Laughing softly with a serene smile, he lightly tilted his head and twitched his ear slightly while thinking about hand sewing versus using the shiny new machine he purchased sitting at the end of the table. "Both~! We'll add the fine details with hand sewing, but take care of the bulk of it with the machine~" As he walked over to get the machine of wonders in piecing clothing together, he kept one ear trained on Honey. Listening to her wish for people to stop being so gosh darn negative.
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Wise about her years was our tiny hero in training...eyes completely open, taking in the good and bad of the world around them. Ignorance is bliss, they say...but there was nothing wrong with learning to shine bright with the light of knowledge either. Little Honey knew that their peers were far more receptive to the tiny, cute and fluffy side of mutations and transformations. "Miss Furball, you're full of energy and happiness with a heart full of compassion. Many people around us mistake that for stupidity rather than empathy and sincerity. You are certainly above your years in wisdom, the knowledge you have and your approach with the world will make you one of the best heroes yet~!"
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Setting down the sewing machine upon the table in an open space across the chair, he looked at the pattern pieces, then back to her ears, reaching for the tape measure. "Ah ha~! We forgot to modify the pattern so your ears will have a comfortable fit, let's get that squared away, shall we~?" Another mistake crisis was averted as he held the measuring tape, remembering what his father told him, the widest part of his tail and ears needed the measurement done. Looping the tape measure around the longest portion, he read out the measurements for her left and right ear respectively. Soon after, spanning the tape across her head so that they could figure out the right position for where the modifications would need to be done.
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Holding out the tape measure, keeping his claws on the mark as a guide so they could line up the pieces and sort it out!
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jun 29, 2020 6:24:30 GMT -4
Honey quickly looked up and was laughing softly as well, yes, this was good, this was nice. Yes her father should be her greatest fan, why did she never think of that, but that was okay, at this point she was sure it would be fine. She was actually happy about it and they would discuss hand sewing or using the machine and she clapped in her hands as a little enthusiastic person because of the idea, "That makes so much sense, doing the bulky work with the machine will make it all the faster and probably also more secure." Because hand-sewing big pieces might make you skip or take too many steps and so on. This was good. So she watched as Finn took the machine and would just let her talk about what she learned and how it worked and so on. She was not stupid, and she wanted to kind of proof that and although she had worked hard and always tried to look on the bright side, she had the intention of doing right, if you were always a negative nancy, her job would never work.
She listened to Finn, put her hands on her cheeks and moved up and down and left and right to contain her excitement of the compliments, "Thank you, that's too kind. I met a few teachers of my school who are like that. Yellow Jacket, she is amazing, and so smart! And Witch Doctor, I am not so smart as she is but I have internships with them to get better and to like do my job. I want to become a therapeutic animal or like disaster relieve animal, especially for kids cuz I am fluffy and small and Ganbaroshi-sensei took me to a day care to learn about children, so that was really great." It was also very easy to talk to Finn because he knew both sides of her, her acting and her hero in training sessions, what she tried to hide so desperately at school, which failed from time to time but she managed to bite her tongue all the time, it felt like something unfair and almost like lying, that made her speak so much today. "I am kinda afraid what the acting and the band will do for my career or my hero training for that and if I have to pick because I don't know how." She mumbled to be honest to Finn, he surely could give her good advice!
But before he did they realized they forgot to adapt to her ears and she quickly sat as still as she could and only held the pencil from before and scribbled the measurements down that Finn said out loud when he measured her ears and head, she smiled at him, see it was good they worked together!
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jun 29, 2020 6:43:37 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
Sharp as a tack, she was! Had anyone dared to tell him she was dense, he'd certainly have some words for them as though she was his own child. The child was quick enough to pick up on the method to his madness of both since hand sewing was something he tried last time and absolutely missed many steps because of it! Plus, it was a little more difficult to do since handling the needle was a little challenging at times. "Precisely, Miss Furball~!"
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Bringing his hand to his chin as he inspected each piece of fabric as though he might start to interrogate them, his tail wiggled ever so slightly when he found the right pieces. Lining them up so they could crack the code of this elusive hat, he listened to her praises over the young lady's teachers with a smile. "As long as you keep an open mind and have a desire to learn, you'll become smarter with every passing day~" Moving his hand from his chin to gently pat her on the head, this little angel needed the encouragement for sure! Nurturing the young to help them grow strong was especially important, namely when it came to those who were aiming to become heroes.
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Of course, she was concerned about if the day would come where she had to pick between her passions...it was certainly a crossroads for anyone. Finn could feel as though there was a part of him that wanted to nudge her in the direction of making those around her as a heroic figure happy, yet another that wanted to coddle her away from life threatening situations. What would he do? Which would he pick? "...Miss Hirano, when that day comes, simply listen to your heart and no matter the choice you make...it is bound to be the right one~. As a professional hero, you are making a direct impact on those around you with every action and choice you make..."
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Taking a little white fabric pencil, he marked the spots in which he thought her ears would go and gestured for her to double check. "As a star shining bright on the stage, you have an indirect impact in which you are a beacon of hope and happiness to young and old. Thus, no matter what you pick, you're bound to find and bring joy to those basking in your light~!"
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Post by Rosey on Jun 29, 2020 7:00:14 GMT -4
She was so satisfied being here. She felt appreciated and not stupid for once. In classes she could keep up but especially with trying to learn new things she felt so far behind that it didn't help to be in such classes so often. She did dare to say everything that was on her mind as Finn continued to complimented her and that's why she opened her mouth and shared everything. But she also dared to ask Finn about her issue with the two things. It was still her full intention to ask Serperior but... He was a busy bee and that meant she did not want to disturb him. She felt less stupid with every word Finn said. "I am going to remember that because that is a good way of looking at it. I like positivism." she laughed softly about it because it wasn't as if that wasn't obvious with her attitude.
She looked up from the pins that she was playing is as Finn gave her another piece of advice. She was baffled and lost for words because yes it was a matter of time and only that time would tell her what she could do. If she could make people happy with both her job but than she would see as the time would let her learn and consider what she could do best. Still asking Serperior was a very good idea if you asked her. She thought about it while leaning on the table and just watch and tell if he did it right or not. When everything fitted together that they should turn it around to stick it together. "I am so excited to see the result." it showed a little of her impatience and that she hoped that it would go fine but her attention span was quickly over.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jun 29, 2020 7:19:43 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
An eye for an eye and the world goes blind, a saying he remembered his father reciting when his mother's words would start dripping with venomous intent. It was unfortunate and sad that his mother was a bitter woman for so many years until she finally found him useful thanks to his quirk landing him where he was today. The world needed heroes who were looking to believe in a better tomorrow and work hard to mote it so. This girl would be the one to do it no matter the trials! Or you know, at least he thought so...
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As far as he could tell, his words were able to reach her and she had something to hold on to. The nice thing about it to him is that at the very least, at the end of the day, she would find herself doing something that was a win-win situation. Taking care to do any adjustments as per her request, he couldn't help but grin at how this was coming together! Sure, it was still in pieces, but the important part is that the stepping stones were in place. Everything they were doing, they built up to create a lovely path.
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Oh! She couldn't wait to see it all finished? Well..."Me too, Miss Furball~!" He couldn't help but laugh as he finished speaking those words. This girl was so full of energy that he was amazed to keep up with her! Then again, most folks over at the studio felt as though he had waaaaay too much energy himself! Glancing over to the book, he looked toward the sewing machine and then to his little sidekick. "Alright...I haven't had a chance to use this crazy thing yet, so let's see how it's done~!"
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Excitedly taking out the proper threads to match up, he took out the closest one and handed it to Honey since he...had no idea how to set up the sewing machine.
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jun 29, 2020 10:37:52 GMT -4
Honey was actually really happy here, again at home and at school things went pretty well but she felt she could really be herself here, no hating on her energy and even if she would now jump up and run around the table, she was sure Finn would only laugh about it. It felt like she felt a safe haven and someone she would dare to ask her questions if she did not know anymore. Ah, it was sad how they met but Honey was happy it happened, she had learned a lot that day but learned, even more, today and that made her really satisfied. It made her happy and bouncy and smiling all the time and she was excited for the end result that they were working so hard on and she grinned with her little pointy face, even more, when Finn laughed about it and agreed. She did actually do that, get up and make a run around the table to get some of her energy out and when she watched Finn prepare the sewing machine, she jumped figuratively in the box because she had never used a sewing machine herself, she had seen it been used though and she looked into the little manual when Finn called her out and she looked up.
She nodded and climbed back on her chair and held up the manual. "We should try it together!" Because that is how you learn and she got the yarn that they needed and would fumble a bit around before she managed to get where it should be and how to use the little thread through the opening and put it where the needle connected with the machine, she checked the paper several times before looking up at Finn. "I think it works this way." She said, checking it again and taking a little of the leftover fabric that they had to try it and she smiled as it worked with a soft push against the little foot that would indicate their speed of the needle. It was an issue cuz she had to stretch completely to put the tip of her toes against the pedal and looking what she was doing, with her nose just above the table, the issues of being small. She climbed back and looked Finn, "You should try, I can't do it, I am too small." Then they should put the pedal on a little stool so she could reach.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jun 29, 2020 14:29:30 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
At least the fun sized hero was having a nice time here while she was waiting for her ride home to come back! If there was enough time, maybe they'd bake some cookies she could take home to share with her family? Or perhaps Honey stayed at the dorms and could share them with students? Either way, the priority was to send her home with a comfortable hat that could look adorable and shield her eyes from the sun, offering a little bit of shade on summer days. With the way he measured the little ear holes for the hat, there was some wiggle room so it would still be comfortable and not flop around much if all went well with it.
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There was also the lining he was taking into account since he had soft, fluffy fabric for that which should help as well! What an awful experience he had as a child to learn that soft lining, a buffer, would have done wonders for comfort. Then again, it's not like he and his father were professional tailors either. They were just trying their best to accommodate in a time when quirks were still being adapted as a societal norm. That was fine because it was up to those in and around his generation to improve on things, not become petty and bitter.
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Watching Honey hop off into a little adventurous skitter scamper around his table, making laps around it, he honestly couldn't laugh at her shenanigans! Had her tail been colored like the rainbow, he's almost sure she would have had the power to summon forth some catchy, cheery techno music from the days of his great grandparents! What did they call it? MeowCat? It was a huge trend way back in the day, that's for sure!
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Instead, she looked like a cinnamon swirl latte with at least ten shots of espresso! Making sure she had enough room to safely sprint around and about with her tiny little legs, once she came to a stop, you know what he did? The radio's very own Deer Hatter applauded this little starlight and allowed his laughter to subside into a chuckle before the pair got back to work. When she mentioned that they should both try, he absolutely got to work! Doing what he could to make sure the machine had its thread fed into the machine properly.
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Re-threading and untangling on occasion, he kept at it until they got this thing threaded correctly. A bemused little chuckle escaped him. Oh dear, he noticed that her legs, the very ones that carried her quickly around and about not too long ago couldn't reach the foot! Since it was rare to have such a tiny guest in his humble abode these days, he completely forgot about such an important fact. "Oh my goodness, it appears you're right..."
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Changing places with her once again when the adjustments were made to make it eas, it was like a mad tea party of sorts, BUT WITH SEWING! Taking a piece of fabric that was left among the scraps, large enough to fold and feed through the machine. Tapping down on the foot, he remembered a wild video where someone messed everything up by making the machine go waaaaaaay too fast. Good thing there were people who kept the bloopers in! Otherwise his eagerness would have driven him to jump the gun for sure!
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With a deep breath and soft sigh, he tugged the test fabric out and actually cut the thread with a quick motion of his claw. It wasn't much of a feat, but it showed why in a single motion why he was always so cautious and careful when shaking hands or a rare hug. "Looks like we've got this in the bag, Miss Furball~!" Looking over the instructions, going slowly and making adjustments as he went to keep things lined up, "Out of curiosity, what inspired you to become a hero and get into acting as well as idol work~?" It probably wouldn't be too hard for him to look for some sort of interview, but he knew it wouldn't be anywhere near as authentic or honest.
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That's why the traditional approach at interviews among the media were always so hit and miss. There was always some sort of pressure, whether it was a PR manager making sure you look good, the anxiety from all these eyes and ears on you or all of the above. Anyone who told them there was absolutely no pressure being questioned in a fashion that would be viewed or heard by hundreds of thousands of people? Yeah, they were probably lying through their teeth, egotistic or emotionally numb. He'd been in this business long enough to know how it goes...that's why he was trying to figure out a new approach at the interview process.
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jun 29, 2020 15:34:47 GMT -4
She was glad, so happy here that she wished she could stay but that did not work and it was fine in any case as well. When done with her little round and getting the manual and setting up the rest of the shop, they tried to work with the little bit of fabric before Honey showed that it was very difficult for her to sew and look at what she was doing as well so Finn and she did swap places. She would sit on her little feet, and lean on the table to watch Finn practice and smile as he said they got it in the bag. She was actually proud that she got up with the idea of using a test before they were going to do so, she would normally be too eager and quick but she was learning, today proved a lot of that. Honey would just watch and held now the two pieces of fabric, a little bit surprised but she was sure it was going to be fine and that they could start it up now. Checking triple time that it was okay and everything was ready she would just watch.
She pouted a little and went to sit cross-legged on her chair, looking at her little feet, she wasn't sure where to start or what to say. She always liked honesty but she did not want her mother to sound like a bad person or her for an empty person when it came to her dream, so she took a bit of time before answering before finally looking up and taking a deep breath. "I was the lucky child born to business people, showbiz people so to say, my father is a showbusiness lawyer and my mother is a PR manager." She wrapped her tail around her and start to pluck on the little hairs that were on there. "So when they figured out I liked acting because I gave them little performances when I was smile, they quickly put me on acting classes and such, my mother got into singing a lot and she let me try especially because the dances of the girl bands and boybands I follow were easy for me to mimic, I did so as a way to let out my energy." She plucked a bit more, but not enough to actually take it off. She took a deep breath, "But my mother thought it would be a good stunt, PR wise if I would also be a hero, because she learned of Serperior, or Mikhail Orlov and well she figured it out and he is my homeroom teacher so it works really well like he understand my needs or when I need to go for school though my classmates don't know. It is just, I don't know, I didn't think I would like it at first cuz you have to sit still at school and all but I do and it's very interesting and I can do something and I really like that but I am afraid I have to pick soon and I don't know what I like more."
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jul 1, 2020 4:40:52 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
Taking the time to adjust and fix pieces every now and then, using his nails like a seam ripper at certain points, lining the fabric up to fix and realign the piece. This girl certainly sounded as though she had a life that was fitting to her energetic lifestyle...perhaps all the fame was something that came as a happy accident? He wished to provide her mother with that benefit of a doubt, but the woman sounded as though she knew how to work the industry. As long as little honey was happy, that meant he wouldn't have to scrounge up some choice words for the young lady's family. In fact...it was so wonderful that the child was conflicted as could be...
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Taking his time, he wasn't in any sort of rush while he calmly continued moving his hands, guiding the fabric through which was starting to create none other than a simple hat bit by bit. "You know, Miss Furball...your mother sounds as though she harbors every intention of having you maintain both sides of your life. If she truly believes that it's going to be good publicity over all, she'll be making sure you can juggle both the stage and being a hero. Unless, of course, she's one of those people who sees them as one and the same...perhaps it all depends on the type of heroic path you so choose to take..." Humming softly under his breath, he carefully cut the now finished hat base free.
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"Why, dare I say...both would be a lovely fit if you can pull it off~! Here, let's see if this is going to be a good fit, shall we~?" Handing the hat over to her, he gave her a smile and hoped that somehow...some way...the energetic child would find solace as she awaited a solution.
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jul 1, 2020 6:14:47 GMT -4
Honey was very interested in what Finn was doing because she was maybe trying to work on designing but actually doing it was something else still, so this was a very interesting thing to see and she would just watch carefully and explain how her situation was. How she came from the little acting thing that she did to the series of Animal Rescue Team as Glinda to joining the prestige hero school and end up in the support class. Though the whole idea made her wonder if it was a good thing or a bad thing, hence the plucking on her tail, she still looked up from time to time to get Finn's approval on it. She didn't want to say something that was considered bad or upsetting and especially not if she did not realize it was so. As she thought before, she could easily tell Finn things so she wasn't going to stop doing so, he knew of both things and could therefore easily be her point where she asked advice and so on. She also thought when Finn finally spoke that her mother had that intention. "I think so too, but both take a lot of time, how can you do two very well when the time overlaps, that's what I think about. It's good that I am not a combat student because that would make it even worse, I didn't want that either, support is fine for me but still, I feel like I fell down the ramp and am only at fifty per cent for both." Of course she gave her full, her hundred, but would that even be possible? Again, something to ask Mikhail.But hm, yea right her mother was there to help her balance, and if her mother thought she could do it and she was always focused on doing the very best you could, then it was sure going to be alright and she let out a relieved breath that she had been holding while Finn spoke. Right, this was going fine. She nodded, yea what was her path? Only time would tell, maybe she could after this school year decide what is better. She nodded, that would make it clear up about what heroic path she wanted to follow as she would have had her internships and what to do with it and who she wanted to follow when it came to well just that. Yellow Jacket was number one now but she was more of a fighter... and she was in the hospital now, which made Honey a little sad.
She looked up and unwinded her tail from her body and sat up on her knees and grinned from almost ear to ear and let Finn add the hat on her and help her with her ears going smoothly through the holes they made and she stood on the chair when it sat there. "It feels so easy, so light, my ears don't feel bothered!" Because the berets and all they made were extremely fluffy so her ears could have enough space but this! This was even better! "Woohooo!" She said enthusiastically turning her head left and right to see if it would stop feeling so light.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Jul 1, 2020 7:28:55 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","finn1"] [attr="class","finnimg"] [attr="class","finnbox"] [attr="class","finntag"]it's show time! [attr="class","finntext"]
What a delight it was to hear her precious backstory and learn more about how she found herself becoming one who danced and sung among the stars! Personally, he could never find himself having such a life where he would have to juggle everything to be a proper hero. For it was not his destiny or path to be out on the field...on the sidelines, however...doing his form of damage control from the studio is where he felt destined to be. Someday very soon, doing more damage control by covering a niche that would find itself being very important. "Whatever awaits you at the end of the path from today, a crossroads or gate, I'll be cheering you on~!"
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The young girl had such energy...it would probably be a good idea to sew in some clips or hair pins of some sort, this way it wouldn't fly off when she needed to run around and about! Thankfully, he purchased many accessories and pieces that he felt would be useful for the alpha line, which of course wasn't meant to be sold. The sales were purely reserved for the beta line in which his craft would become store worthy! Chuckling softly...glad to see that her nervousness eased up and she wasn't fussing with her tail anymore. Thank goodness, he truly didn't want the poor thing hurting herself!
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"Now comes a fun part~! We'll be putting the final touches on it, decorating it much like a cake~!" Leaning forward, he grabbed a little bag and opened it up to show her that there were quite a few floral and trinket-like pieces which could easily be sewn on. Keeping it close to her as he then propped up a small mirror so they could work together in figuring out how they wanted to place all the pieces to complete a one of a kind hat for the brave little hero of this tale~!
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Post by Honey Hirano on Jul 1, 2020 7:49:41 GMT -4
She was doing a lot better with the talk, "Thanks for the advice or pep talk or well whatever you said, it worked." What was the word for it, was this advice but it worked just fine, she was sure, yea, ehm... right? Okay, she nodded again and held the hat softly at the brim. So now that was done she watched Finn finish it up and check if everything was good with the head on her head and she would sit still as quietly as she could but then Finn used another word for the idea of decorating the head and she looked around, "Decorating cake? I like cake." Because she had forgotten to even look at her tea in all the time that they sat and worked but she definitely had finished the cookies. But soon enough Honey understood that he meant the head and she carefully but quite smoothly again took it off, "Oh, its so good you try this, I want to order all the hats." She nodded to herself, because it would definitely help as Finn had told her himself about his story. This would be so great though, it would work well for mutants to have hats like this, that kept actually an image of them and kept them as human beings.
"Oh is it okay if I tell about the hats at school?" She could maybe talk to Kumoko about it or others that want it, having a hat for Kumoko, would that mean she needed two? But it might be worth it! "My best friend has a spider hat!" She said moving her hands up to show how big, it did not work but she did not notice and then she leaned back on the table, taking a sip of her lukewarm tea without noticing and helping picking the flowers and the other decorations for the hat when she heard a buzz, "Oh... my mom is here in twenty minutes." She said disappointed.
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