[Lisa didn't trust that Junna would take it easy on the research. But she also knows that's... is it the kind of thing you call a charm point? Either way she knows better than to try and rein it in any more than the warning she'd given, so. It's fine. Besides, she's not in any position to talk, as nervous as she's been the last couple weeks, particularly after they'd chosen the time and place. That made it real, instead of some nebulous thing we should do. She's got a show to put on, and she's got to knock it out of the park.
She's been slowly getting used to Akabeni over the last several months, so her steps are sure, even if her head's a mess. She keeps checking her reflection in every third window, not that it's changed in the last thirty seconds: an emerald green, flowing top with quarter sleeves she'd found in the back of her wardrobe, and a pair of cream capris, balancing the summer heat against the worry it might rain, although there's a collapsible umbrella in her handbag anyway. She'd settled for a pair of flats, dug out a pair of small gold hoops, and... fought her hair for a while, honestly, before deciding on a ponytail to keep it off her neck. Every few steps, she feels like she's underdressed, but it's also a first date, so she doesn't want to try too hard, which leaves her just feeling wrong as she pushes herself to keep moving so she doesn't chicken out-
-and then she sees her friend, her date, and most of that flies out of her head. The nerves, not so much, but Junna being here - early, even, so clearly wanting to be here; Lisa's five or ten minutes early too - is so immensely reassuring that it's enough to push them aside. So she raises a hand in greeting, steps coming faster as her heart clears.]
Junna! [A pause as she closes the rest of the distance to the aquarium entrance, a bright, breathless smile on her face.] H-hey. Were you waiting long?
[...it isn't helping her coherency that Junna looks cute tonight, which. She would have done on purpose. To meet her. Aaaaaa-]
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She's been slowly getting used to Akabeni over the last several months, so her steps are sure, even if her head's a mess. She keeps checking her reflection in every third window, not that it's changed in the last thirty seconds: an emerald green, flowing top with quarter sleeves she'd found in the back of her wardrobe, and a pair of cream capris, balancing the summer heat against the worry it might rain, although there's a collapsible umbrella in her handbag anyway. She'd settled for a pair of flats, dug out a pair of small gold hoops, and... fought her hair for a while, honestly, before deciding on a ponytail to keep it off her neck. Every few steps, she feels like she's underdressed, but it's also a first date, so she doesn't want to try too hard, which leaves her just feeling wrong as she pushes herself to keep moving so she doesn't chicken out-
-and then she sees her friend, her date, and most of that flies out of her head. The nerves, not so much, but Junna being here - early, even, so clearly wanting to be here; Lisa's five or ten minutes early too - is so immensely reassuring that it's enough to push them aside. So she raises a hand in greeting, steps coming faster as her heart clears.]
Junna! [A pause as she closes the rest of the distance to the aquarium entrance, a bright, breathless smile on her face.] H-hey. Were you waiting long?
[...it isn't helping her coherency that Junna looks cute tonight, which. She would have done on purpose. To meet her. Aaaaaa-]