Nnah... I don't really wanna, but I don't think I'll be able to find it if I don't try an' ask somebody...
( Beep beep! Here comes one (1) newbie, ready to get in the way of any veterans who know what they're doing or fellow newbies in a similar predicament, albeit perhaps a bit less lost than he is. He's trying to be discerning in who he asks — careful not to approach anybody who looks actively irate, large, or otherwise intimidating somehow, but some of those traits are a bit hard to miss if he approaches them from behind. Well, however he comes up to them, that's what he's gonna do. Someone will find a boy with wide, mis-matched eyes looking at them, apologetically, and perhaps a bit reluctantly. )
Ah, do ya have a second? I'm lookin' for the trailers, but I think I got a li'l lost on my way. Do ya happen to know where trailer... ( Give him a second... ) 16 is?
→ ii. trailer (kiyomitsu)
( Mika got here first. Why? Because I'm writing the post and I said so. Blame the time shenanigans, Kashuu, because he's setting up some stuff on what looks to be the top-bunk of their cozy new home. If he gives it a few seconds to look, he'll see that what Mika's arranging seems to be a handful of stuffed animals he got a hold of through his time exploring the carnival before getting snatched up for a contract. Hanging over the edge is what looks like a killer whale bag, with 2 more stuffed animals peeking out of it. Seriously, this boy is set for life. Either way, he notices Kashuu quickly enough, (probably the clack-clack-clacking of those heels, honestly,) though he seems to hesitate before speaking up. )
Umm... Are ya, by chance, my roommate? ( Roommate, trailer-mate, something like that. ) I'm Kagehira, looks like we'll be stayin' together~
( But BOY GEE he sure would not have argued with a trailer to himself. It's a bit too late for that now though, and since he does have a roommate, he should make an effort to get along. )
If there's anything ya need, ya can tell me! Did ya hear about the orientation later? Though, I dunno how long we've got.
→ iii. orientation
( What a day! You'd think, this being karaoke and all, this would be Mika's time to shine as a professionally trained idol! Well, you'd be wrong. He could probably nail a song up there if he really put his mind to it, but for now, it's more important that he's hungry — and he spent so long at the carnival earlier that he doesn't have any candy left to hold him over. Of course, there's no shortage of foods both exotic and familiar for everyone to eat, but for some reason, Mika is just kind of... staring at them. He might be drooling a little bit too, don't call him out on it. There isn't even a single move made towards actually taking any for himself though, he's just sitting a little ways away... staring.
Until, you know, his stomach sells him out by letting out what he's pretty sure is the loudest growl he's ever heard.
It's between songs, to make things even better, perfectly audible. In a panic, Mika looks around, and he feels a sense of panicked dread set in when he inevitably meets someone's eyes. )
T-that last person was really good, huh!
( A very smooth deflection on Mika's part, looking anywhere but at the person who obviously noticed that. )
mika kagehira | new
Nnah... I don't really wanna, but I don't think I'll be able to find it if I don't try an' ask somebody...
( Beep beep! Here comes one (1) newbie, ready to get in the way of any veterans who know what they're doing or fellow newbies in a similar predicament, albeit perhaps a bit less lost than he is. He's trying to be discerning in who he asks — careful not to approach anybody who looks actively irate, large, or otherwise intimidating somehow, but some of those traits are a bit hard to miss if he approaches them from behind. Well, however he comes up to them, that's what he's gonna do. Someone will find a boy with wide, mis-matched eyes looking at them, apologetically, and perhaps a bit reluctantly. )
Ah, do ya have a second? I'm lookin' for the trailers, but I think I got a li'l lost on my way. Do ya happen to know where trailer... ( Give him a second... ) 16 is?
→ ii. trailer (kiyomitsu)
( Mika got here first. Why? Because I'm writing the post and I said so. Blame the time shenanigans, Kashuu, because he's setting up some stuff on what looks to be the top-bunk of their cozy new home. If he gives it a few seconds to look, he'll see that what Mika's arranging seems to be a handful of stuffed animals he got a hold of through his time exploring the carnival before getting snatched up for a contract. Hanging over the edge is what looks like a killer whale bag, with 2 more stuffed animals peeking out of it. Seriously, this boy is set for life. Either way, he notices Kashuu quickly enough, (probably the clack-clack-clacking of those heels, honestly,) though he seems to hesitate before speaking up. )
Umm... Are ya, by chance, my roommate? ( Roommate, trailer-mate, something like that. ) I'm Kagehira, looks like we'll be stayin' together~
( But BOY GEE he sure would not have argued with a trailer to himself. It's a bit too late for that now though, and since he does have a roommate, he should make an effort to get along. )
If there's anything ya need, ya can tell me! Did ya hear about the orientation later? Though, I dunno how long we've got.
→ iii. orientation
( What a day! You'd think, this being karaoke and all, this would be Mika's time to shine as a professionally trained idol! Well, you'd be wrong. He could probably nail a song up there if he really put his mind to it, but for now, it's more important that he's hungry — and he spent so long at the carnival earlier that he doesn't have any candy left to hold him over. Of course, there's no shortage of foods both exotic and familiar for everyone to eat, but for some reason, Mika is just kind of... staring at them. He might be drooling a little bit too, don't call him out on it. There isn't even a single move made towards actually taking any for himself though, he's just sitting a little ways away... staring.
Until, you know, his stomach sells him out by letting out what he's pretty sure is the loudest growl he's ever heard.
It's between songs, to make things even better, perfectly audible. In a panic, Mika looks around, and he feels a sense of panicked dread set in when he inevitably meets someone's eyes. )
T-that last person was really good, huh!
( A very smooth deflection on Mika's part, looking anywhere but at the person who obviously noticed that. )
→ iv. wildcard!
( And anything else your heart desires! )