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WHO: Ulvida and YOU.
WHERE: Heropa, Nonah, De Chima, your pick.
WHEN: non-specified, but during January.
WHAT: this is an open log + catchall for anything I have planned.
WARNINGS: none for now!

[a; shopping for PET SUPPLIES (any city)]
[Getting a pet cat was not something she exactly planned to do, but it happened, Gran agreed, and they had one very fluffy very large cat that liked to lie across her bed or a resident's lap and leave everything covered in fur. She adored it.

Now that a cat is there, though, the home needs to adjust to it too. You can find Ulvida wandering the aisles of a pet store, small or large, a large cushion held under one arm as she peers at the rows of toys and furrows her eyebrows. She never had pets growing up. The most she had were stray cats that came by the orphanage for a few years. Does she need to keep a lot of toys? Does a cat need that piece of furniture? How big should the carry be? She did her research, but in the end it's hard to be sure of what's right.

Eventually she settles down on a harmless looking toy at the top of a display, but with a cushion under her arm it's difficult to jump high enough to get it. Perhaps you can help her out! Most people are taller than this fifteen year old. Or you could be the cashier that helps her ring up the small collection of cat related supplies she dumps on the counter. Or, while she's still lost in the aisles, you decide to bestow her with some cat-owner know-how?]

[b; at the LUCKY CAT CAFE (Heropa only)]
[Between the morning and early afternoon of some weekdays, there is one blue-haired girl behind the counter of the Lucky Cat Café. She's not very smiley, and she's usually standing back and making the drinks rather than taking orders and ringing up customers, but she's not opposed to talking to you or taking your order if there's a line. The nametag on her apron reads ULVIDA with a few sparkly star shaped stickers stuck around the name. The drinks she makes you are usually very neat-looking, with any and all spills wiped off the outside of the cups before she hands them out. If you order a cake, you bet that cake is standing right side up. Sometimes she'll even smile at you! Sometimes.

Feel free to ask for any drink from the menu or a snack on display. Watch out for the cookies in the bowl priced cheaper than the rest, though, because those are from Wendy Corduroy's this-was-a-mistake batches and sometimes have chili powder on them rather than cinnamon. Ulvida is not going to stop or warn you.]

[c; teaching some kiddies how to play SOCCER (any city)]
[You know that weird collection of middle school kids who kept asking about soccer? Well, she's one of them, although she hasn't talked about the sport on the network like the boys have yet. She was assigned a job making announcements for junior league soccer, but as of late she's been picking up another activity: helping those junior league kids get better at soccer.

You can find her at a park in almost any of the imPort cities, surrounded by a group of kids anywhere from five to ten years old. She isn't running around with them, per se, nor does she ever really kick the ball, but her teaching involves a lot of demonstrating and helping the kids with their form. Kids are easy to talk to.

Sometimes a ball might come rolling your way. Please catch it before it reaches the street! Or are you a kid who also loves soccer and wants to join in? Or maybe you are just curious about what a soccer is.]

[d; WILD CARD]
[Please feel free to pick from any of the above prompts or make up your own if you'd like! If you want to plot something out with me with Ulvida, you can contact me at

squigstuff and I'll be happy to discuss and even set something up.]

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[ Oh good. He doesn't want to get her in trouble; he'd just like to talk to her while she has a few minutes. ]

Ah, yeah ... That's definitely a sports thing. Our doesn't involve literal meteors, though. Or drop kicking people out the door.

[ Unless your name is Yuri Plisetsky, anyway. ]

... Gran used his hissatsu?

[Her frown is almost immediate, but one that's out of confusion more than anything. A little bit of apprehension, but this is Gran --he isn't the type to use his strength for no reason.]

What happened?

[ Did he say something wrong? He doesn't mean to rat Gran out, of course, but ... ]

My house got attacked during the blackout. Gran happened to be messaging me at the time, so I told him. And he came to rescue me.

[At that explanation, Ulvida... sighs. She's not upset. Even the earlier apprehension seems to dissipate after receiving Yuuri's answer.

She could easily start a lecture about how Gran is only fifteen years old, and how could an adult like Yuuri rely on him? How he may be a strong soccer player, but only a soccer player. The Genesis uniform, if he were even wearing it, can't guard against weapons. There are so many things she can say, but she decides she'll just hint at it toward Gran himself, later, so that he isn't allowed to fool himself into thinking she doesn't know.]

That sounds like him. [That idiot.]

... I'm sure it's something he did knowing the risks. I'm not going to be upset about it, and you don't have to worry about outing him. I appreciate it, actually. I'm glad you were able to get help.

[ Nothing that Yuuri hasn't thought himself. It's not as though he'd asked for help anyway - Gran had just come. He bows his head a little even with her comment. ]

No offense to either of you - he's clearly stronger than I am - but that still seems wrong to me. He's still just a kid.

In the world, there are many adults who'll take children like us and ask, or sometimes force, us to fight. I once knew of somebody like that. The government of this country is not so different. Wrong or not, we don't always have a choice.

But Gran protecting you was a choice he made. [and then her voice drops a little in tone. You know how your coach fiancé gets when he's about to rag on you, Yuuri? It's very similar.] My only concern is that he decided he'd do it alone without regard to his own safety.

[ God, what a hideous thing that is. Yuuri shivers a little just thinking about it. ]

Was it really a choice? Could he really have said no?

Not with that personality. [Self sacrificial shounen idiot that he is.] But protecting you is different from what we've done before.

[ Yuuri looks up at that, his expression clouded. ]

What did you do before? You said you were forced to fight?

...

Soccer.

... Eh? Soccer? That's it?

That was the system we were told was used on Earth when humans decided things.

[Or so it was decided would be the setting.]

We played soccer. We just did not know to enjoy it as we do nowadays.

I ... I see. It's just ... well, it's really just a game here.

[ What the hell is wrong with their universe. ]

It is. I've heard from the others that it was a bit of an adjustment. It's difficult -- impossible, really to go all out.

But... I think it's nice. The children here are free to play for themselves, in a different way from us.

Mmm. I think that's better, don't you?

[She nods, firmly.]

I do. I want it to stay something that they can love. For Gran... I hope that way too.

Well, if nothing else, maybe he can try something else fun. I've already offered to give him skating lessons.

... Him? Skating?

[Her realization then: Yuuri Katsuki is definitely going to rank high on Gran's list of people he likes at this rate.]

Yeah. Figure skating. I'd be happy to teach both of you if you want.

... I do want to try something.

I enjoy soccer, with our siblings. But I don't play it much here, and I never had the opportunity for many activities.

Then why not try it? I-it's a new world, right?

I guess you're right. I'd like that.

Would you like to learn about soccer in return? You don't need to be able to shoot meteors.

... I'll probably be terrible. But it'd be fun.

I don't think you have anything to worry about.

At the beginning, it took some of us a long time to even get the ball to go the direction we wanted it to.

Really? ... How old were you?

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