Gingerly the medical chief maneuvers through the bustling markets, pausing at each and every individual stall to speak with the townsfolk. Occasionally Mikasa offers treatments to those running the stall, although not many were keen on the idea and assume the kunoichi to have alternative motives. "I apologize, I merely meant that I am ensuring your well being, after all if you grew ill who would be able to serve dangos?" the maidens speaks to a stall owner, a thin grin appearing on her features. Kindheartedly the pair synchronize in laughter, prior to the kunoichi indulging herself with the tasty morsel. Pausing briefly her eyes become radiant, shimmering as her digits quake against her pursed lips, "Delicious!" she exclaims, flailing her arms about.
After a considerable amount of time, she parts ways with the stall owner, in her clutches far too many sticks littered with dangos. Unfortunately, the emotional state of children were fickle, at least those who flock around her in hopes of having a treat and in turn she indulges them as she did herself moments before. The youngsters run amuck in content, Mikasa as well satisfied as she continues her adventures of investigating the goods the stalls had to present.
Halting at a flower floral stand, the medical-nin leans forward to fan the many fragrances towards her nostrils. Nodding her head she gestures towards a particular lily, "This is well taken care of, impressive!" she remarks, tenderly lifting the stem into the air, "Beautiful, truly gorgeous." she remarks, lowering the flower to the container, "I'll take a dozen, if you don't mind." Mikasa states, desperately needing a better fragrance for the Konoha Byoin. This were one of her few free moments, yet the medical chiefs thoughts still linger on work in some shape or form - shame.
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