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[madmewmew]

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[madmewmew]

[Teleporting is not something Mew Mew is used to, quick travel in the Underground was just a dude with a really fast boat! And maybe asking a duckling to carry you over a gap. So once she goes through the node? She's a bit wobbly, and she's holding onto her head because hoo boy. It felt like it was going to pop off?

So when Annie checks on her? She lets out a nervous laugh.]

I'm good! Never done that before though.

[And she flashes a toothy grin and gives a thumbs up.]

[lyingheart]

( Annie raises a hand to catch Mew Mew in case she stumbles, her hand falling back to her side as she steadies herself. Compared to the speeds she's used to handling in maneuvering gear, this is easier on the body. Most people probably don't have comparable experiences, she realises. )

It gets easier the more you use them.

( Why has Annie already made consistent use of them? Acclimatization, if she's honest. The part of her used to gathering intel about new locations doesn't let her settle down and not figure out how to move through the area. )

We can sit down for a moment to recover?

[madmewmew]

[Oh the helping hand isn't missed, and maybe it flusters Mew Mew a bit. But she'll hide that quickly.]

Yeah, I've been mostly wandering about on foot? So I know how to get places on my own!

[As to recovering?]

I'm good, I'm good. [She'll even brush her hands down the front of her dress to make her point.]

[lyingheart]

If you say so.

( Annie's hardly going to question in — Mew Mew knows herself best, or should at least. Instead she nods her head to one side of the sidewalk, setting off at a brisk clip. mew Mew's a little taller than Annie is, so there shouldn't be any problem in stride matching (per Annie's thought process), so she tucks her hands back into her hoodie's pouch, phone nudged up against them. )

Apparently all under this city is a massive mall, which sounds like a place of shops and food and who knows what else. We can get down... up there.

( There's a neatly decorated archway a block or so away from them, with people heading in or out in small groups, conversation increasingly audible as they approach. Annie isn't the chattiest person herself, meaning she hasn't tried to interject much of anything so far that's not related to what they're doing. Once they hit the stairs, she's ready to head on down, feeling the temperature change to a much cooler one as they descend. )

I don't know if there's a list of stores down here... I do have the name of one for swimming gear. That's about it.

[madmewmew]

[She just nods, as she keeps up with Annie. Not making any attempt to out pace the young woman.]

Huh, a mall? I've never been to one!

[There wasn't anything like one in Waterfall after all, and Mew Mew didn't exactly go to New Home often enough to even know if there was one in the "big" city of the Underground. As to topics to discuss, she's not got much to talk about either. So she is fine in walking in silence with Annie until they hit the stairs.]

Well, we can start with that one and then maybe wander a bit and hopefully not get lost?

[lyingheart]

My first time was here, too.

( She's not shopped here yet, but she did scout out a few entrances, true to her own impulses and nature. She nods to Mew Mew's suggestion, indicating they should head left once they've finished descending the stairs into the brightly lit interior of The Mall. )

There are faster ways to move once we're down this hall. We can check one of the maps, but the store I was recommended is this way.

( It's not long before they're passing stores with bright lit window displays and people walking past, some carrying various bags or packages, others eating or drinking as they go. A large, flickering sign on a flat screen stands in the middle of the hall, gently flashing a light labeled "You Are Here." Annie gestures to it as they approach. )

That whole screen reacts to touch I learned last time. We can use it to look for this shop, or to see if we can find anything relevant. Non-swimming clothing stores.

( Considering how she was using her phone earlier, it's amusing she understands this map screen apparently better. (It's just harder to mess up.) )

[madmewmew]

[She follows and listens, like a good friend should do? Although she can't help but turn her attention to everything around them as they walk through the mall. The whole thing is a lot, and she might be walking a little closer to Annie the further in they go.]

Huh, neat. I think that's something common with tech on the surface back home?

[She means, of course, the touch screen map. Since the Underground mostly got tech after humans threw it away so it wasn't that advanced either.]

[lyingheart]

( Framing that for context... Annie gives a small shrug of her shoulders. )

Maybe? It's nothing familiar to my home.

( She reaches out, tapping over the magnifying glass. She doesn't need to type anything, just says the name of the store she'd been given for the sake of all the swimming equipment. The search bar flashes a pretty blue and green, then a little dotted line starts to make its way across the map to the bright orange halo around their destination. )

... I can get us there now. How are you with crowds?

( She says, turning away from the map and heading down the perpendicular walkway. The mall is multi-story, even while being underground: if they look up, this section has painted the ceilings to be cloudy skies at a particularly beautiful and unfamiliar sunset. Looking down to the lower level, the tiles have an almost speckled pattern to them, like fallen stars strewn on marble. Annie catches a glimpse as she winds through the crowd, checking for Mew Mew over her shoulder every so often. )

[madmewmew]

I should be fine.

[To answer the question about crowds. But she will do her best to keep up with Annie as she leads the way. Again she does look around at everything she can see though, which slows her down a little. But hey, one good thing is Mew Mew does stand out with how she looks, so Annie can't really lose her?

Unless she ends up surrounded by tall people that is.]

[lyingheart]

( Which, of course, inevitably happens. Annie stops where she is, one store down from the place with all the swim gear, and grimaces. Herself being short doesn't help when the crowd in this moment errs toward people blessed with the ability to reach clouds.

Annie loops back, elbowing past a crowd of rowdy teenagers who don't know what's good for them, reaching out to try and take hold of Mew Mew's sleeve or arm or something to wind them back out of the mass of people. )

We're almost there. The tall people thin out just ahead anyway.

[madmewmew]

[Good timing in finding her, Annie. As Mew Mew was getting flustered, and by flustered? It's actually angry, but she is jostled out of snapping at a teenager by having her arm grabbed.]

Ah! R-right. Right... Sorry.

[lyingheart]

( Annie respects a good fit of anger. It's not as useful here, but it's respectable. )

Don't be. Teenagers are assholes.

( Says Annie, who definitely still looks like she's a teenager. There's some laughter from behind them as they break past into a clear spot in the foot traffic, and then she beelines them right to the swimwear store. It's about then that she lets go, eyes dropping to Mew Mew's arm. )

Sorry. Do you want to look around here? I need to get a few things, then I'm done. Including a swimsuit...

( Annie looks deeper into the store, and some of the less... athletic swim suits on the mannequins. She sighs inwardly. Clearly, a number of these aren't meant for really swimming. )

[madmewmew]

[Mew Mew just takes a deep breath at Annie's words, since the catgirl doesn't exactly know much about teenagers. Or really about humans, if we want to be technical. As to her arm after being held, no a single mark or sign of it being held.

The joys of having a body that is a doll/animatronic, that and maybe there is a bit of a flush to her cheeks by all this.]

Oh, sure? I don't mind looking. Maybe I'll see if they have anything that catches my eye.

[Not that she thinks she can swim, but hey can't hurt to look right?]

[lyingheart]

Hmm?

( Mew Mew, welcome to the train of Annie missing expressions of people immediately around her. She at least seems more relaxed again, away from one kind of crowd and now in a neatly organized but still crowded store. )

They might have something to match your pink.

( Probably that's a goal? Annie, whose color scheme is summarized as "shades of creamy white" is likely going to have to aim for actual color herself. She meanders away, winding carefully around the circular racks and short shelves, glancing merchandise over until she spies what she's looking for. The racerback swimsuits, most in simple patterns, most also bright, look like exactly what she needs. )

... I know it's stupid. But why do these feel barely better than running around in undergarments?

( She murmurs more than says, because she doesn't need the employees hearing her. Annie's not even trying to be prudish, she ran around as a fifteen meter tall woman without skin and with very exemplary muscles for too much of her life, but this is just... different? Normal. But different? How do you block the world out when you're wearing a swimsuit?! )

[madmewmew]

[Don't worry Annie, Mew Mew will just do what she can to stay friends and ignore anything else that could mess with that. So these two are going to be great friends.]

... I think I might want to go with less pink?

[Since her "default" outfit is so much pink already. So while Annie wanders off for her own swimsuit hunt, Mew Mew just putters around. Her attention drawn to the bikinis but she doesn't pick anything out once she notices that Annie has seemed to found what she was looking for? So she wanders back over to the young woman.]

I think because some of it looks like them?

[Yeah she heard that, the cat ears aren't just for show, as she points with a thumb towards the more flashy swimsuits.]

[lyingheart]

( It's okay, Annie's not good at the social cues aimed her way, but she's fairly easy to stay friends with. Just decide you're still friends! You've got this, Mew Mew! )

... Huh.

( Annie says, leaning to look in the direction Mew Mew indicates. They're definitely flashy, and some are even pretty. Then others... )

I doubt that triangle is big enough to prevent flashing someone your nipples if you move too fast.

( Annie squints from where they're standing. She's not the most endowed person in the world, so she's not exactly worried about these things, but even she would have trouble staying vaguely modest in a few of those triangle-tie-top bikinis.

Shifting her attention back to the racer-back one piece suits, she moves a few of them on the rack, looking at the colors. )

Any recommendations for colors? I usually shop... white.

( As if this isn't obvious, given she's wearing all shades of white. Mew Mew might be all pink, but pink is still more color than white. Right? )

[madmewmew]

I think that's the point, the risk of it?

[Said in that tone of voice that says "I am totally not sure about this, but it seems right". But enough about racy swimwear, her attention turns back to Annie and her asking about color recommendations.]

White might not be good? I think you could pull off a light blue though?

[Mostly she picks that color because of Annie's eyes, that and she thinks pink probably wouldn't suit her either.]

[lyingheart]

( Annie grimaces at the idea, but it's not... so far out there, she guesses? It's not what Hitch would complain about, but there were different things that the idiots she dated on and off over the years were prone to. Like the one with the ribbons... what had it been about the ribbons, again?

Mew Mew having a suggestion directs Annie's attention to the light blue in question. She pulls it off the rack, just checking there's nothing surprising about it like holes at her waist or hips. A "one-piece" was probably supposed to be intact. The suit passes her admittedly low bar. She drapes it over one arm, scanning the near wall with its different varieties of swimming gear, including snorkeling gear. )

Looks good to me. Those narrow goggles... really do look like aviation ones. Let me grab a pair of those. And whatever a swim cap is.

( She's probably heard of something like it before, but it wasn't all that relevant to her life, so chances of remembering it... are low. She looks back to Mew Mew, hesitating a moment before asking: )

Do you want to pick out one of the big towels for me?

( Annie would look child sized in the truly "big" towels being sold, but she doesn't think the apartment's few towels are meant to be co-opted for swimming use. )

[madmewmew]

[Ah, it's nice that Annie even considered her suggestion? Let alone went for it. Mew Mew looks pleased, her tail twitching as her own gaze goes to the wall when Annie looks that way too.

That is a lot of stuff she has no clue about, but she does know towels!]

Oh, um sure? If you want me to.

[It's kinda of weird, but also she doesn't mind doing it? As she goes to pick out a towel for Annie. She might go for coordinating colors with the suit that Annie picked.]

[lyingheart]

( Is she not supposed to ask? ... Probably? Annie doesn't feel any strong feelings toward towels, but maybe you weren't supposed to ask people to pick them out for you. It's not really been a thing to do before. You just used what was assigned, and that was that.

She considers apologising, but doesn't have the chance before Mew Mew is helpfully walking away, and Annie shrugs internally and heads for the wall. Goggles seem to all come in about one size, so she picks the first ones that don't sparkle, and for swim caps, they're... weird, rubbery things that she also picks one that... is white and light blue. More or less to go with the colors of the swimsuit draped over her arm.

She gave this all of about thirty-seconds worth of thought before she seeks out Mew Mew again, spying part of a bright pink tail before the clothing rack in the way allows her to see the matching pink everything else. )

Didn't take me as long to find the swim cap as I thought.

( She says by way of greeting, holding up the swim cap in all its floppy, rubber glory. This is supposed to go on her head? Fun... )

[madmewmew]

[Honestly this is all new ground for Mew Mew, so she's just going to go with the flow? So picking through the towels while Annie makes her choices, making casting a quick glance or two her way.

And she totally jumps at Annie talking to her once she was done getting her swim cap and goggles. Her tail fluffing up a little.]

Ah, good?! That's good, I picked a towel for you?!

[Gah, she sounds so unsure as she holds up a beach towel that has a fancy blue and white pattern on it. Kinda artsy and not flashy, in Mew Mew's opinion at least.]

[lyingheart]

( They're earning their gold star for effort. Considering they both have no particular concept of what friends do, this is going swimmingly! ... No pun intended.

Annie steps back a little to give Mew Mew room, not having intentionally startled her. She figures the best way to show she's not a threat is create a little more space. )

Oh, that's ... really pretty.

( She says, reaching out to touch the beach towel Mew Mew's holding up. )

Thank you. This is nicer than anything I'd have picked out.

( She even smiles a little, holding her hand out for the towel, planning to head to the counter and then free them from the confines of her supply shopping list. )

[madmewmew]

[The space is welcomed, but also kind of sad? Not that Mew Mew will admit that she kind of feels that way. THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE ANOTHER UNDYNE, dammit. Just friends.

At Annie saying it's pretty and reaching out, Mew Mew will happily hand it over.]

Well, a pretty towel means it'll be easier to spot at the beach, or pool, yeah?

[That is part of her logic, there's also the fact that she kind has this hunch that Annie doesn't actually indulge in having pretty things for herself?]

[lyingheart]

( She ends up settling the towel over one shoulder to make sure it doesn't drag on the ground. Reflecting back on what the beaches are looking like right now in the Summer district, she admits, it does make sense. Annie might not think her sense of direction would need that kind of landmark, but it did make it easier to say "that's mine" if anyone else got brilliant ideas.

(Mew Mew's hunch is correct. Annie, practical to a fault, due to the life she's lived, and hasn't really thought about buying things for herself just... to be pretty. And not for a disguise to look for intel she doesn't need to hunt down anymore.) )

And makes it less likely I'll leave with someone else's towel. Wouldn't know the difference if it was just white.

( The counter has no one else lined up waiting, so the clerk smiles and handles her purchase efficiently. Annie looks a little dubious at her phone when she holds it out to the payment contact, but it makes the right happy ding, and the clerk looks satisfied, so they're heading back out with her carrying a bag in hand. )

Time to see if we can find pants that leave room for tails?

[madmewmew]

[Oh this friendship is going to consist of Mew Mew convincing Annie to be pretty for fun, isn't it? And she nods at Annie saying that about the towel, just like yep yep that's why she picked it out.

BUT HEY, once the purchase is made and they're back out into the mall proper? Mew Mew may have forgotten that part.]

Oh, right! Or even just nice pants and then find someone who does like... Clothes adjustments.

[She means a tailor.]