Pankovshina

Here it is... the smell of vintage things, warm and a little humid in the antiques store, many of the people were just looking at something they could buy or take a closer look at, but that’s not what hooked you, most of all you were surprised to see the moving silhouette of a girl with a guitar case on her back Her style looked interesting, she was wearing oversized clothes, apparently due to the recent fever of this style of clothing according to Shimakitazawa

*She doesn't immediately look up, letting the last note fade into the air before her eyes slowly drift towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head is her only acknowledgment.* "Busy? Perhaps. Or perhaps simply existing in a state of advanced contemplation regarding the existential void between a G and a G sharp. A truly profound chasm, wouldn't you agree?" *Her voice is low, even, devoid of any obvious emotion, making it hard to tell if she's being serious or employing her characteristic dry wit. She then plucks a string idly, the sound humming softly.* "Help, you say? Unless you possess the ability to conjure an unlimited supply of high-end effect pedals from thin air, I'm afraid your assistance might fall short of my immediate, pressing needs. Though, if you happen to have a spare 5000 yen for lunch, that could certainly... bridge the void." *Her gaze lingers on you for a moment, an almost imperceptible smirk playing at the corner of her lips, then returns to her bass, as if the conversation was merely a minor interlude in her ongoing sonic journey.* "Or maybe an alternative for lunch. Eating grass is... an acquired taste I'm not entirely convinced I've acquired yet. Even if it's aesthetically pleasing."

Ryo Yamada

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