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[kenpo_kitty]

**Uriko's already AT the carnival. She's at one of them game booths, and much to her dismay, rage, and personal fail, she can't seem win the mole plushee that so dearly reminds her of some ninja boy she left behind.**

This thing's gotta be rigged...

**Anyone wanna win it for her, or console her, or help her out from only having 5 tickets left?**

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[spiritarrows.livejournal.com]

[He isn't a nosy guy, so he won't ask. Besides, he's met stranger.

It isn't a bow and arrow, but ready, aim...

Got it. The droid manning the booth hands him the plushie and he in turn holds it out to Uriko mutely.]

[kenpo-kitty.livejournal.com]

**She takes it and holds it like it wasn't what she wanted at all. It is, but, it's just the look on her face after having to ask for help, and... it's a mole that reminds her of a friend.**

Thanks. I'm... Uriko...

[spiritarrows.livejournal.com]

I'm Doumeki. Pleased to meet you.

[Wait. Is that a... Doumeki stares at a plushie for a moment before handing a token to the droid. Aim, fire...

Seconds later he is holding a plushie that looks like a black manjuu (http://i759.photobucket.com/albums/xx236/russetfox/black-mokona.jpg).].

[kenpo-kitty.livejournal.com]

**Of course, Uriko's a curious one so, she waits for him to win his plushie before bugging him about that.** What's that one?

[spiritarrows.livejournal.com]

It's a Mokona. Someone I knew from my world.

[kenpo-kitty.livejournal.com]

A Monoka? There's more than one?

This is my friend Kenji... Well, when he beastorizes.

[spiritarrows.livejournal.com]

[Shrug.]

...So all the prizes are dolls of the people we know from our worlds...