[ Yes, you. You are the lucky individual selected, out of this whole bustling market, to be approached by Shikyoin Hibiki! She'd been hoping for an official or someone who looked a little more like they knew what they were doing, but such conveniences appear in short supply.
Which bodes ill, but she's trying not to focus on that. ]
Direct me to the nearest employment agency, please. My household is insufficiently staffed.
[ D ]
[ By the time you encounter Hibiki at this refreshments booth, it's too late. She's in a corner, holding her head and wincing. A half-finished cup of...something...is held between shaking fingers in her free hand. ]
Noisy...
[ That it is. Somebody lets off a bunch of handheld fireworks. Hibiki winces, growing blue around the temples. She looks like she's going to be sick. ]
[ E ]
[ The crowd that Hibiki's attracting seems to skew towards a certain giggly, giddy demographic. And why shouldn't it? She's passing out purple flowers, tucking them behind people's ears, smiling at them and waving to others. ]
Commemoration. [ She smooths out the latest recipient's hair to make room for the stem behind her ear. ] Emblazon on your memory the day you witnessed the dawning sunbeams of revolution.
[ "Who is he...?" someone whispers. "They say he was a Prince in another world!" somebody else replies. "We'd be doing so much better with a Prince like that in charge!" a third party agrees.
Hibiki just soaks this all in. Here. You get a flower, too. ] Just for you.
[ The air is now raining purple flower petals everywhere she walks. Prince or not, somebody's got quite the special effects repertoire. ]
[ G - Light Faction ]
Regular hours?!
[ Hibiki is gaping in disbelief on the steps of a technology research facility. Frowning down at her is a supervisor - the same supervisor who'd appealed to her skill with computers, claiming they'd needed one of her genius to help them improve their world. ]
Absurd! I'm doing you all a favor! You'll permit me entrance and egress as I wish.
[ She does not appear to be making much headway. In fact, there are some police heading down the street, wondering what all this fuss is about... ]
Hibiki Shikyoin ♔ Idol Time PriPara
You there.
[ Yes, you. You are the lucky individual selected, out of this whole bustling market, to be approached by Shikyoin Hibiki! She'd been hoping for an official or someone who looked a little more like they knew what they were doing, but such conveniences appear in short supply.
Which bodes ill, but she's trying not to focus on that. ]
Direct me to the nearest employment agency, please. My household is insufficiently staffed.
[ D ]
[ By the time you encounter Hibiki at this refreshments booth, it's too late. She's in a corner, holding her head and wincing. A half-finished cup of...something...is held between shaking fingers in her free hand. ]
Noisy...
[ That it is. Somebody lets off a bunch of handheld fireworks. Hibiki winces, growing blue around the temples. She looks like she's going to be sick. ]
[ E ]
[ The crowd that Hibiki's attracting seems to skew towards a certain giggly, giddy demographic. And why shouldn't it? She's passing out purple flowers, tucking them behind people's ears, smiling at them and waving to others. ]
Commemoration. [ She smooths out the latest recipient's hair to make room for the stem behind her ear. ] Emblazon on your memory the day you witnessed the dawning sunbeams of revolution.
[ "Who is he...?" someone whispers. "They say he was a Prince in another world!" somebody else replies. "We'd be doing so much better with a Prince like that in charge!" a third party agrees.
Hibiki just soaks this all in. Here. You get a flower, too. ] Just for you.
[ The air is now raining purple flower petals everywhere she walks. Prince or not, somebody's got quite the special effects repertoire. ]
[ G - Light Faction ]
Regular hours?!
[ Hibiki is gaping in disbelief on the steps of a technology research facility. Frowning down at her is a supervisor - the same supervisor who'd appealed to her skill with computers, claiming they'd needed one of her genius to help them improve their world. ]
Absurd! I'm doing you all a favor! You'll permit me entrance and egress as I wish.
[ She does not appear to be making much headway. In fact, there are some police heading down the street, wondering what all this fuss is about... ]