[Setup with a pumpkin in front of her, she seems to have a little difficulty getting the knife into the top of the orange gourd. A look of determination she starts to wiggle the knife up and down until it finally puncture the pumpkin. Euphie claps her hands together looking proud of her success, she has never done this alone before but the idea of having a cute little carved pumpkin is too good to pass up.
Once the knife is in she looks at the other tools and then scrolls through her phone at pumpkin carving ideas. Any one that looks at the images will see most of them are cats, since they always look the cutest to her. With some work cut out for her she wouldn't mind some help.]
Hmmm, so you have to scoop out the guts out first...right?
II
II-A
[Long hair tied up in a ponytail, she waits her table looking around before she jumps up when her named is called. All too happy the young woman takes her drink from the barista. She saw pecan coffee and thought it sounded pretty amazing, though what she does to coffee might make some cry. Drink in hand she takes it to the station to add sugar and other items. Opening the lid she starts to pour cream in, perhaps too much, then even more sugar until it taste more like a cavity creation than coffee.
Grabbing a stir stick she begins to stir the drink, the coffee?]
II-B
[Not much on haunted things, Euphemia stands outside of the funhouse a ticket firm in her hand. She seems to be talking herself into going inside. She is dressed in a maid outfit, it is that time of the year after all. Though she didn't participate in the costume contest, instead just buying a ticket.]
Stop being a chicken...you can go inside, Euphie.
[She mutters under her breath but then looks around to see if anyone else might be going inside, that she could maybe go with. Is this was how you make new friends? Doing scary things, right? Someone nearby she finally reaches out and taps their shoulder.]
Excuse me...are you going inside too?
IV
[The hayride started fun enough and Euphemia loved the chocobos, enough that she had been giving them some love before being herded into the carts. As the stories went on she chuckles at some of the tales until there was the beginning of whispers. Jumping a little she looks around when she heard a soft voice saying her name. No one on the cart knew her yet but she knew it was her name. Trying to calm herself down she moves close to the person next to her, her eyes now straining to see into the fog that was rolling in. It was so strange she thought there was someone there? That seemed silly though, when she notices she is nearly clinging to the person next to her she moves away a little and waves her hands.]
Oh! I'm very sorry, I think the stories are getting to me...
[She hears her name again and looks around a little more frantic.]
Euphemia li Britannia - Code Geass
[Setup with a pumpkin in front of her, she seems to have a little difficulty getting the knife into the top of the orange gourd. A look of determination she starts to wiggle the knife up and down until it finally puncture the pumpkin. Euphie claps her hands together looking proud of her success, she has never done this alone before but the idea of having a cute little carved pumpkin is too good to pass up.
Once the knife is in she looks at the other tools and then scrolls through her phone at pumpkin carving ideas. Any one that looks at the images will see most of them are cats, since they always look the cutest to her. With some work cut out for her she wouldn't mind some help.]
Hmmm, so you have to scoop out the guts out first...right?
II
II-A
[Long hair tied up in a ponytail, she waits her table looking around before she jumps up when her named is called. All too happy the young woman takes her drink from the barista. She saw pecan coffee and thought it sounded pretty amazing, though what she does to coffee might make some cry. Drink in hand she takes it to the station to add sugar and other items. Opening the lid she starts to pour cream in, perhaps too much, then even more sugar until it taste more like a cavity creation than coffee.
Grabbing a stir stick she begins to stir the drink, the coffee?]
II-B
[Not much on haunted things, Euphemia stands outside of the funhouse a ticket firm in her hand. She seems to be talking herself into going inside. She is dressed in a maid outfit, it is that time of the year after all. Though she didn't participate in the costume contest, instead just buying a ticket.]
Stop being a chicken...you can go inside, Euphie.
[She mutters under her breath but then looks around to see if anyone else might be going inside, that she could maybe go with. Is this was how you make new friends? Doing scary things, right? Someone nearby she finally reaches out and taps their shoulder.]
Excuse me...are you going inside too?
IV
[The hayride started fun enough and Euphemia loved the chocobos, enough that she had been giving them some love before being herded into the carts. As the stories went on she chuckles at some of the tales until there was the beginning of whispers. Jumping a little she looks around when she heard a soft voice saying her name. No one on the cart knew her yet but she knew it was her name. Trying to calm herself down she moves close to the person next to her, her eyes now straining to see into the fog that was rolling in. It was so strange she thought there was someone there? That seemed silly though, when she notices she is nearly clinging to the person next to her she moves away a little and waves her hands.]
Oh! I'm very sorry, I think the stories are getting to me...
[She hears her name again and looks around a little more frantic.]
((This is probably going to be her AU But her full workshop link is here))