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Running about the trafficked area, Creme Puff made her way from group to group! To an onlooker, her frustration was clear, but as to what was obviously her personal secret. Yet still the diminutive individual seemed to be on a mission of some sort, clearly making her way quickly through the crowds with a clear purpose. After making her way through the fifth group, only to emerge on the other side with an expression of defeat; her purpose would be made clear.

"WHERE DA HECK IS ALL DA FOOD!?!?" She scream out, "Why so many people if there ain't no free food!?" She continued, exasperated as she tried to calm herself down. It made no sense to her for there to be such a large crowd and yet there not a single little delicacy in sight; weren't such get together's usually for big events after all?

Though a few took notice of her outburst, it seemed that the majority of the many groups dismissed her for better things; they were here for the event after all, not here to listen to a small child's outburst.. In annoyance her cheeks would bulge in a clear pout, while her stomach growled fierce and threateningly...

Wandering out the convention, Krim didn't really particularly expect to meet someone that was too out of the ordinary or anything out of the expected. Sure, there were people there that were of unique species or even of the many different cultures that there were on Earth, but she had met with one strange individual who had stuck out like a sore thumb. She could hardly pinpoint his appearance or where his clothes may be influenced from, but maybe he was lost. This wasn't the type of event where most people would come to dressed like this. Walking up to the stranger, Krim tried to catch his eye before speaking, "Hi there. This is the South City Martial Arts Morning Meetup, is this where you wanted to go?" She asked, trying to provide him with as much information as she possibly could. "If you're lost I don't mind helping you go around."

A sudden scream then soon caught her attention. Wait a minute, that voice was familiar. Didn't she hear it just a short while ago? Turning around confirmed her suspicions as she was met with a familiar puff of hair and the same pointed ears from the last time. "Hey, I remember you." The words slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it. Regardless, she gesture for the person to wait a moment before she would walk up to the familiar face. "Didn't I see you at the port city a short while ago? I didn't expect to see you hear." She commented. However, this time she didn't seem to be alone, accompanied by an older man whom Krim just assumed was her plus one to this event. "It's a pleasure to meet you though, I'm Krim." She said, to the stranger. "What brings you both to the South City Martial Arts Morning Meetup?" She asked, silently wondering why she didn't bother using the acronym for the event in the first place. "Seems like everyone has been coming here lately." Not that she actually minded this. The more the merrier as they would all say. 

With a stomp of her foot, Creme was ready to continue her mission; regardless of those around her. Before she could even begin however, she was approached upon by an individual who seemed to know the TRUE meaning of living! Though hesitant at first, Creme quickly calmed as the man spoke, and gave a firm nod in agreement; this man understood how the world worked, he understood her plight, and even more importantly... he offered his services to the ultimate mission, food!

"You'll help me find food?" Creme asked, her expression brightening, "Hehe, yeah! Friends and food are literally my most favorite things!" she responded with a cheery smile; fully ready to go hand in hand with this new friend of a stranger on a quest of most epic proportions! However, be it by luck or fate, the world seemed to have other plans; as before they quite literally could, 'take the first step' on that quest, Creme would turn to be happily surprised by the appearance of a table already set with apples!

"WOAH!" She called out in amazement before giving Dion an astonished gaze, "You already found us food!? You're good!" she cheered, before wasting no time to beset herself upon the table and her prey of apples.

Her hunger was finally being sated, and she would NOT allow herself to be distracted; even as a familiar voice called out to greet her. Contradictory to that feeling unfortunately, as dedicated as she was to her apple eating method, core and all; distraction did ultimately find her, as the familiarity of the woman's voice seemed to remind Creme of ice cream for whatever reason. Ice cream didn't sound like a bad idea, and undoubtedly never was; but for Creme, right now these apples had top priority.

"Hehe, I'm here for food!" She answered in response to Krim's question, "Wanna apple?" She asked with a smile, happy to share the wealth she was unaware was almost literally, a gift from a 'god'.

The oddly-dressed person almost felt like he was purposely acting out of place, something that was a bit weird to Krim but something she would quickly brush away. Well, it didn't help anyone if she were to turn him away just because he was strange. These sorts of events were open to everyone after all. "So you're here for the martial arts as well," she commented. "I didn't really expect that to be honest, but regardless you're always welcome. Looking for any seminars in particular? Most of the stuff here is about unarmed martial arts as a warning," she said glancing back at the groups. Honestly, she wasn't even sure whether she was the only weapon fighter here or not...

Right, she wasn't. Her eyes trailed back to Creme Puff, wincing as she recalled the incident at the hospital only a short while ago. It was odd how she could regard her with such causality even though she had harmed her so badly, not to mention shortly had run away from the scene out of guilt, not even able to say anything aside from a half-assed sorry that day. The guilt she held still weighed heavily on her, and Krim wanted to do anything to repay her especially after how badly she hurt the little girl but she knew the current situation wasn't the best to bring up past events. Instead, she would avert her eyes from Creme and look at the person with him instead.

Of course, answering his question of whether she knew the little girl was a touchy subject to say at the least. She wasn't even sure how to even begin with it. "I've just met her in the past," Krim said simply trying to gloss over their meeting as quickly as she could. "It's a pleasure to meet you though Dion." Shaking his outstretched hand, Krim found herself shaking it a bit too quickly and harshly by accident. However, she made no reference to it, instead of focusing on what his words. "Well we're pretty local, so you won't find any world-class people aside from a few city-wide big fighters but we're a close-knit family." She said with a light smile.

Krim particularly surprised about Dion's statement, especially when most people assumed that she was the type of person to be more interested in fashion and other feminine activities. "Well, a girl's got to keep her figure after all. I just found that learning martial arts is great for that, especially when you're also learning self-defense." She said a bit of pride in her voice. "Granted, I'm the only person around here that actually specializing in weapon-based arts." Her eyes inadvertently would again trail to Creme Puff, as she spoke those words. The words still weighed heavily upon her. Hopefully she was able to keep herself under control for this event.

Creme Puff continued to enjoy her fill of the apples; though they weren't technically hers to give away, she had offered them regardless and that was enough for her! Sharing was caring after all, and free food was always the easiest to share. Though as the table emptied, Creme became momentarily disheartened; it was a nice snack, but hardly enough to sate her completely. At least for the time being, she would be able to find ease and content, and was able to turn her attention properly towards Krim and Dion.

"D? Oh yeah! D, I'm Creme Puff!" Creme stated to Dion with a cherry smile, "Heyhey! Can you make more apples appear?" She ask, still unaware as to the apples original origin. No sooner did she ask however, did another pile of apples actually appear on the table once more; this time, being Creme's favorite sour green apples! "WOAH! You're so fast! Thanks D!" Creme would exclaim before immediately taking to assault the table of apples once more, her hunger seemingly unending.

As she did, she would seem to be in her own little world of apples, but still did her best to listen to the conversation regardless. Dion seemed like a funny one with the way he talked, but certainly didn't seem bad, especially if he really was the one giving the apples. Krim on the other hand... it was hard for Creme to tell, but with how Krim seemed to be avoiding her, Creme wondered if the lady disliked her. Unlike the other two however, Creme hadn't really noticed Ward at all; at least, not until he retrieved a sword from seemingly thin air!

"PBBT!" Nearly choking, Creme would spit out the bit of apple she was eating and run towards Ward, "Ah, ahhhh!!! You can do what I can do!!" She explained confusingly, and with no intricate understanding of the mans actual power at all, "Lookit, lookit!" With that, in an excited motion, Creme would throw her hand out away from the group to summon forth from seemingly nothing; along side a brief flash of light, a rather wide and impractical looking greatsword blade that would proceed to cleave straight into the ground. Strangely enough, the blade would feature no hilt; there would be no guard, grip, or pommel, it would simply be a blade of comical proportions. "See!? And I can make other swords too!" She finished with an ear to ear grin in excitement with apple bits still upon her face, though now her attention for the moment, had been completely removed from the apples.

Getting caught up so much with her own worries, Krim had forgotten about the foreigner that she had thought of giving a better explanation about the place. Right, she couldn't forget about him, after all that was rather rude of her to do so in the first part. To make up for it, she did try to answer his question the best that she could. "Well, this is a bit more of a conference, although there are a few places where the experts demonstrate and you can even spar around if you want, although they go by the touch system here. If they touch you with a strike you're out." She then gestured her head towards the directions of the mats that were set up in the grassy area, currently unused as many were at the conferences.

His next words quickly caught her attention. "Oh, you do?" She asked, lighting up at the words. As he would unsheathed his blade, Krim simply couldn't help but marvel over the handiwork of the blade. Actually, now that she thought of it, she really had never seen or used an actual blade like that in her life. Sure, she's seen it online or through books, but never an actual blade just like that. "Wow," she marveled. Creme Puff quickly followed up his demonstration, with a giant greatsword blade. Right, she had also forgotten that she could do something like that as well. The little girl never ceased to confuse her, although she did her best not to get on her bad side... or now any side at all. Sheepishly, she would take the bundle she had slung over her back, revealing a wooden sword that was hardly even sharp enough to cut anyone with. "This is the best I got. I've never really fought with an actual blade before. Never had really reason to anyways, since it's not like I actually want to hurt or kill anyone."

The other man seemed to be interested in all of these weapons as well, appearing as if he was the only one who dabbled in unarmed combat. It was a strange feeling being a group of weapon users with only a single martial artist among them all, when typically the reverse was what she was used to. "Well, my grandpa taught my siblings and I how to fight." She explained the best that she could. "I just took it up since I loved him a lot and wanted to keep his legacy alive, especially since he taught all of us different styles." There were still times when Krim found herself asking how the old man managed to keep so much knowledge within him. Now that he was gone though, she took it upon herself to keep his style alive. After all, it was the least she could do for him.