[Tamaki is loitering at the market, for lack of a better word. He's not suspiciously loitering, but he's not interacting with anyone and that's what puts him in the loitering category, he supposes. He has no intention of attending the ball, is in fact utterly terrified at the thought; not the daemon attack, though. That's his reason for being at the market. It's the dance part he has problems with. He plans to show up exactly one minute before the daemons are set to arrive; two minutes he's deemed too long- it might require a sentence or two of encouraging words or worse, quips, depending on which person he runs into.
In general, he doesn't make much use of weapons; it's hard to hold a sword or the like with tentacle fingers or clam-shell hands. However, he's determined a backup weapon may not be out of the question, specifically one that's not too heavy and can easily be stowed on his person without hindering movement. Thus, he's bypassed the racks of formal wear and is browsing a selection of daggers and short swords. He doesn't touch anything; he doesn't want to start a conversation with the person overseeing the table.]
c) Alchemy
[The smoke isn't especially concerning; it's not the first time an alchemy or science experiment has resulted in odd things happening in the vicinity. That's what Tamaki tries to tell himself. Whatever happens can be fixed. The smoke can't be avoided if he wants to get to his next class in time, which he most certainly does. Arriving late is unacceptable and everyone would be looking at him. An explanation may even be in order, depending on just how late- the thought of it is making him sweat. So he's striding through the smoke; he's taken to wearing his visor all the time and at least it won't get in his eyes. Visibility is low, and he's been watching his feet. He almost runs into someone, a near miss as he darts out of the way just in time. His attempt at an apology somehow becomes-]
Affedersiniz. Ben seni görmedim.
[Instead of his wavering and uncertain near monotone, his words come out sharp, loud, and echoey. He's also speaking something decidedly not a language he knows, when the intent had been French. At least the smoke effects aren't too horrible.]
d) Network
UN: TAKOYAKI What is a Barghest? There should have been descriptions along with the selections.
Tamaki Amajiki (Suneater) | Boku no Hero Academia
a) Market
[Tamaki is loitering at the market, for lack of a better word. He's not suspiciously loitering, but he's not interacting with anyone and that's what puts him in the loitering category, he supposes. He has no intention of attending the ball, is in fact utterly terrified at the thought; not the daemon attack, though. That's his reason for being at the market. It's the dance part he has problems with. He plans to show up exactly one minute before the daemons are set to arrive; two minutes he's deemed too long- it might require a sentence or two of encouraging words or worse, quips, depending on which person he runs into.
In general, he doesn't make much use of weapons; it's hard to hold a sword or the like with tentacle fingers or clam-shell hands. However, he's determined a backup weapon may not be out of the question, specifically one that's not too heavy and can easily be stowed on his person without hindering movement. Thus, he's bypassed the racks of formal wear and is browsing a selection of daggers and short swords. He doesn't touch anything; he doesn't want to start a conversation with the person overseeing the table.]
c) Alchemy
[The smoke isn't especially concerning; it's not the first time an alchemy or science experiment has resulted in odd things happening in the vicinity. That's what Tamaki tries to tell himself. Whatever happens can be fixed. The smoke can't be avoided if he wants to get to his next class in time, which he most certainly does. Arriving late is unacceptable and everyone would be looking at him. An explanation may even be in order, depending on just how late- the thought of it is making him sweat. So he's striding through the smoke; he's taken to wearing his visor all the time and at least it won't get in his eyes. Visibility is low, and he's been watching his feet. He almost runs into someone, a near miss as he darts out of the way just in time. His attempt at an apology somehow becomes-]
Affedersiniz. Ben seni görmedim.
[Instead of his wavering and uncertain near monotone, his words come out sharp, loud, and echoey. He's also speaking something decidedly not a language he knows, when the intent had been French. At least the smoke effects aren't too horrible.]
d) Network
UN: TAKOYAKI
What is a Barghest? There should have been descriptions along with the selections.