[ Maomao, likewise, is trying to stay away from all that's going on as best she can. But the plants catch her interest, and before she knows it, she's flitting around with a basket (don't ask where she found it) on her hip. Pausing here and there to carefully uproot plants to add to her collection.
The new plants have proven enough of a distraction from the awful costume she's found herself in. Given she has no real assets to speak of, they decided to put her in armor (so they called it, but what would this armor protect?) that shows off more skin than she'd like. Hadn't they ever heard of being sexy without showing off a lot of skin?
In any case, it's while she's gathering new plants that she stumbles across the very grumpy-looking man in a silver wig. Everything about him screams 'leave me alone,' and Maomao is more than pleased to do just that. Yet, as is the nature of this place, she finds herself drawn to him. ]
Are you unwell? [ Her tone is as flat as her expression. ]
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The new plants have proven enough of a distraction from the awful costume she's found herself in. Given she has no real assets to speak of, they decided to put her in armor (so they called it, but what would this armor protect?) that shows off more skin than she'd like. Hadn't they ever heard of being sexy without showing off a lot of skin?
In any case, it's while she's gathering new plants that she stumbles across the very grumpy-looking man in a silver wig. Everything about him screams 'leave me alone,' and Maomao is more than pleased to do just that. Yet, as is the nature of this place, she finds herself drawn to him. ]
Are you unwell? [ Her tone is as flat as her expression. ]