<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324273.msg15562952#msg15562952">Quote from: Yugishogun on 20-08-2020, 05:42:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/504779776981205004/685189879994384456/sample-9fa94238dd00311aa1c5cfe319ae8e5d.png)</div>Wearing: White Kimono, Matching Bra<br/>Tagging: Coyote<br/><br/>The dorky damsel continued to brightly blush as the kindly woman that was making her embarrassingly hard offered to guide her around for the night. At least she took her words seriously and allowed her to say things, which was a rare plus for where the bumbling bookworm was concerned with how things usually went! "S-Sure. M-My name is K-Kanako by the way. Wh-What's your's?" The towering geek asked her fellow kimono-bearer. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cdb754f7-9296-44d1-866d-02a8ed5542db/ddz03tf-de0660ba-02ae-4245-adc4-0d12b4fa4b2c.png/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1150,q_80,strp/coyote_double_peace_signs_from_eleoyasha_by_avernale_ddz03tf-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD0xMTUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2RiNzU0ZjctOTI5Ni00NGQxLTg2NmQtMDJhOGVkNTU0MmRiXC9kZHowM3RmLWRlMDY2MGJhLTAyYWUtNDI0NS1hZGM0LTBkMTJiNGZhNGIyYy5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTAyNCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.EFkTJcuV-1JsDcRnoaBUWMP5XZcJyYBjtr43ma9MWvM)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Desiree "Coyote" Kyota (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513495#msg15513495)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Silver kimono with blue flower design, blue sash with silver flower design, wooden sandals (image credit to Eleoyasha on DeviantArt (https://www.deviantart.com/eleoyasha))<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cherry Moon Festival Gates<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kanako<br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>"Desiree Kyota," Coyote said, offering her hand.  "But everyone calls me Coyote."<br/><br/>The hand wasn't offered to shake so much as to hold.  Such a thing could be a comfort in trying times, but she would understand if Kanako refused.  They could even link arms, if Kanako needed someone to lean on.  She was only a couple inches taller, so it probably wouldn't be too awkward.<br/><br/>"Okay, Kanako," Coyote said as she gestured to the festival beyond the gates.  "There's food, games, and shopping.  What do you want to do first?"  Kanako was the one who needed distracting the most, so Coyote was going to let her decide.