Stage fright? Akane somehow doubts someone like Kuon Ichinose had stage fright, given how open she always was with a crowd and tried to rant about as many topics as she could in matter of a few seconds.
"I have read that humming comes as a natural instinct," Akane answers rather mechanically as she constructed the interface for the app that governed EMMA like it did back in junior wolf's world- overseeing its code while adding her own twist to it. "It's because silence is percieved as a sign of danger. Or as a way to destress but with the way you're describing it...that seemed to pose the opposite effect."
The cognitions shifted amongst each other, attempting to ignore the open staring posed by a heavily cloaked man hanging off from one of the golden ribbon-like tapestries that seemed to overcome the upper expansive part of the palace's reception. His eyes, hidden behind the solid visor- scanned the area ahead like a hawk looking for fresh prey.
"Some place you have set up, Doc," Wolf mutters almost disapprovingly while trying not to be caught off guard by the sheer brightness of the place. The plants or the happy cognitions...this is the first cognitive area he's seen not derived in malice or ill-intent. Atleast on first glance. With one hand grasping the pamphlet provided by this place, he kept one hand resting on the hilt of his gun.
There's a shadow...clerk. Two of them actually, standing in front of a large gate.
Well this got a whole lot more interesting...
Wolf pulls out a revolver, reloading it with a familiar twist of the wrist. Time for a thorough stakeout so that he knows what he's dealing with.
The shadow, the one on the right with a swirly mask seems to perk up as it notices his presence.
The shadow weapon smirks, canine poking out before he moves-!
Akane hums. "I didn't think you would be an avid listener of songs. Is there anyway you know in which I could induce an earworm? Enjoying songs can be quite difficult for me as a non-human. Or I can't distinguish my urges as a human to figure out the mystery anyway."
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"I have read that humming comes as a natural instinct," Akane answers rather mechanically as she constructed the interface for the app that governed EMMA like it did back in junior wolf's world- overseeing its code while adding her own twist to it. "It's because silence is percieved as a sign of danger. Or as a way to destress but with the way you're describing it...that seemed to pose the opposite effect."
The cognitions shifted amongst each other, attempting to ignore the open staring posed by a heavily cloaked man hanging off from one of the golden ribbon-like tapestries that seemed to overcome the upper expansive part of the palace's reception. His eyes, hidden behind the solid visor- scanned the area ahead like a hawk looking for fresh prey.
"Some place you have set up, Doc," Wolf mutters almost disapprovingly while trying not to be caught off guard by the sheer brightness of the place. The plants or the happy cognitions...this is the first cognitive area he's seen not derived in malice or ill-intent. Atleast on first glance.
With one hand grasping the pamphlet provided by this place, he kept one hand resting on the hilt of his gun.
There's a shadow...clerk. Two of them actually, standing in front of a large gate.
Well this got a whole lot more interesting...
Wolf pulls out a revolver, reloading it with a familiar twist of the wrist. Time for a thorough stakeout so that he knows what he's dealing with.
The shadow, the one on the right with a swirly mask seems to perk up as it notices his presence.
The shadow weapon smirks, canine poking out before he moves-!
Akane hums. "I didn't think you would be an avid listener of songs. Is there anyway you know in which I could induce an earworm? Enjoying songs can be quite difficult for me as a non-human. Or I can't distinguish my urges as a human to figure out the mystery anyway."