[ Action ] [ For such a big and loud presence on campus, Yuugi is being kind of quiet at the moment. Seated on a bench outdoors, her bag open beside her, she has a rag in hand as she commences polishing her horn.
—that isn't a euphemism, guys. She is literally polishing that big, red, 10" unicorn-like protrusion from her forehead. Get your minds outta the gutter. :| ]
[ Prose ] "Wow, that's a really cute dress!" Yuugi exclaimed. Either it was to the girl at the party that she was just macking on chatting with, or about one that passed by as she was talking to someone else entirely.
Or maybe she just announced it, loudly, for everyone in the immediate area to hear. It's your call. She's had a few drinks at this shindig already, which is about what the average high school kid would already be shitface by, and she's just a bit tipsy. Not that she keeps her trap shut even when she's sober.
She sighs wistfully, leaning back against the doorway that she's totally blocking. Six-foot-five and built like a brick wall means that, occasionally, she emulates such a structure without meaning. There's no way you're getting in or out without poking her. "Ahh, I haven't worn a dress like that in so long..."
Yuugi Hoshiguma - Touhou
[ For such a big and loud presence on campus, Yuugi is being kind of quiet at the moment. Seated on a bench outdoors, her bag open beside her, she has a rag in hand as she commences polishing her horn.
—that isn't a euphemism, guys. She is literally polishing that big, red, 10" unicorn-like protrusion from her forehead. Get your minds outta the gutter. :| ]
[ Prose ]
"Wow, that's a really cute dress!" Yuugi exclaimed. Either it was to the girl at the party that she was just
macking onchatting with, or about one that passed by as she was talking to someone else entirely.Or maybe she just announced it, loudly, for everyone in the immediate area to hear. It's your call. She's had a few drinks at this shindig already, which is about what the average high school kid would already be shitface by, and she's just a bit tipsy. Not that she keeps her trap shut even when she's sober.
She sighs wistfully, leaning back against the doorway that she's totally blocking. Six-foot-five and built like a brick wall means that, occasionally, she emulates such a structure without meaning. There's no way you're getting in or out without poking her. "Ahh, I haven't worn a dress like that in so long..."