Who: Yuffie & OPEN
Where: Aqures Ixen
When: March Chat All
What: Bunny Ears and Hammers….
Warnings: None (Will Update if Need be)


Bunny Ears | All Month | Everywhere

Yuffie usually didn’t flaunt her Mognet duties, in fact, she did them at random times using extreme measures of stealth so that people didn’t know she was being a responsible adult. Since the future vision the impulse to try and help out rose, however her need to do things secretly hasn’t changed.

This month brought a strange change to her usually embarrassing uniform. While still dressing as a moogle, she had been give large pink bunny ears on top of it. This wasn’t so bad considering it balanced the swaying pompom that she usually had to deal with, the problem rose later in the week when she had been handed a full bunny suit to wear during her deliveries.

This was new and she already disliked it, wondering how on earth she was going to be stealthy as a large pink bunny with a mail bag. It also did nothing to hide her identity which wouldn’t have been too bad if it wasn’t so hard to move in. More often than Yuffie, liked an ear would get snagged on something and she’d end up in some awkward position on the ground because of it.

Hammers | All Month | Housing District

This was an absolutely ridiculous plan, so clearly it was going to work out fine. It wasn’t as if it was the first time the ninja princess had picked up a hammer but it’s safe to say she’s never started from scratch before. She looked at the back out of the house noting that the kitchen seemed to be in the way of her original idea. This meant that the door was just going to have to be attached to the kitchen. She’ll figure that part out later.

Yuffie already had a lot of wood that she bought which was now arranged it into semi-neat piles. She was wearing shorts and a tank top but even that felt to hot when she was finished putting things into place. Next would be to build walls or… a floor? Yeah, she’s going to build the floor first and then walls and finally the roof.

Getting started was a lot harder than she thought it would be.

As the sun glided across the sky the noise grew in volume. With something that resembles a plan in her mind she set to work, the sounds of her hammer hitting nails echoed through the houses and at times it was accompanied by cursing.

[ooc: Depending on what time of month you stop by will depend on how much she had completed so make sure to list the day in the subject.]

Moogle adventures with Mooshoo | 3/21/2016 | Locations Listed

With Yuffie hell bent on whatever task had entered her mind, Mooshoo had time to do things that he had been putting off. His first task would be going to the mognet center to send a letter to his daughter and her family. They lived in Flence and with troubled times he checked on them as often as he could while telling them more about his assigned hero.

His next stop was the market place where he floated easily above the heads of those milling about. A small boy was trying to reach up to see a small toy on display. Even on his toes the little boy couldn’t reach and in his efforts the candy in his hand dropped to the ground. The toy now forgotten, the boy stares at the dirt covered candy with tears gathering in his eyes. Before he could start cry Mooshoo swooped in with a fatherly smile. He held the desired toy lightly in his paws and then pulled the string which sent a figure spinning into the air. The sweet forgotten, the boy giggled and ran to chase the slowly falling dancer. He returned to Mooshoo’s side and begged him to make it go higher.

After a few more spins the boy’s mother came to fetch him. The boy said thank you before the pair disappeared into the crowd. Looking at the wooden dancer fondly Mooshoo purchased the toy and continued on his way.

The next stop was the flower shop. He knew a hero ran it but he had never gone inside. A moogle was at the front desk when he floated in and after a short conversation he took his purchased flowers and left.

His last stop was the church. He didn’t know where else to go but, wishing to be alone, he moved around to the side of the old building. He found a small patch of grass just outside of a thin path that winded away from the stone building. There he placed the dancer, the flowers and then a letter with a single name written across the envelope.

Ku-bo

With everything neatly placed the little moogle prays with all his heart, silent tears rolling down his cheeks.

[ooc: Feel free to run into Mooshoo anywhere. It’s the anniversary of his wife’s death and I wanted to do something cute for him.]