Konoha (
lumberlady) wrote in
prismatica2020-11-09 09:13 pm
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apology for to bother but
how do two leg people walk???
please send simple and clear advice
or VIDEO? 📷?
i watch human walking all i 's life but
is very more difficult than i expect...
requesting two leg person help!
please and thank you and gratitude
- KONOHA 🌳🍃
how do two leg people walk???
please send simple and clear advice
or VIDEO? 📷?
i watch human walking all i 's life but
is very more difficult than i expect...
requesting two leg person help!
please and thank you and gratitude
- KONOHA 🌳🍃

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i go watch first video again! watch seriously this time!
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Let me know if you have any questions! Why are you curious, anyway?
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wake up with two legs today
like human shape two leg
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Human shape two legs...?
As in...
🦵🏾🦵🏾?
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🦵🦵
with
🦶🦶
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Were you asking about legs so that you could...use your legs? Do you need help?
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i grow up with human not JINBA so i think oh!
this is easy!
i know how human walks!
but actually
i no know how if is i
is difficult............
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This may be presumptuous, but... I am a much better teacher when I can show in person. Perhaps I should come to you?
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i want to be much good hostess for visit to make apology but now could not do...
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Really, I don't mind. I'd say I'm quite an expert on the matter of legs! I doubt you'd find someone more qualified than I!
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if is truly not a trouble...
i still try to be good hostess as human shape woman also.
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Well, I do appreciate it. Tell me, do you have any human shoes? and where is your farmstead?
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TSURUGI FARMSTEAD is here!
[location ping, sent!]
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[And he is, after a stop to a boutique. He'd bought a couple pairs of simple boots, not entirely sure of her size but able to guess at it. He steps through the gate and looks around the buildings, making an impressed sound. He hasn't seen many places like this, and he likes finding new places.
He wanders around, until he sees her through one of the open doors and waves over, approaching. She's...so small!]
Hello!
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Which means the human? woman that is sitting on her knees just inside the open doors of the wooden farmhouse is... barely five feet tall. Maybe just a bit over, if you count her bun hair style. She might not own shoes but the kimono she usually wore could be let out longer so at least she's still decent, a house apron tied around a now smaller and less leads-into-equine-shoulders waist.
At the sight of her guest, though, she abruptly... reddens even more than she kind of already had been while expecting him (remembering... their last encounter). And almost slams her face into the floor in her haste to bow her apology in person and greeting both as she gestures for him to enter.]
Master Ianchus... H- Hello again! Please, come in- !
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Hello again! You weren't wrong about the legs, ah?
[He hurries, kind of uncomfortable with the bowing...and of course, he doesn't know about the custom of taking shoes off, stepping up onto the platform.]
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[She straightens up once she's done her initial bow at least, though she planned to do an even better one when she properly apologized after getting him into the house. Which she reaches out to help facilitate-
Expect he just steps up from the dirt floor on the wood and she belatedly remembers some people did this, hands flailing a bit helplessly as she reaches for his feet.]
Ah, wait, please- ! Let me take your shoeeek!
[Her unfamiliarity with this new up and down, narrow form doesn't make moving easier, and in her haste what should have been a reach forward becomes... a sprawl forward between his ankles with her bare feet sticking up awkwardly behind her in her toppled seiza position.]
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[He stumbles a little,a nd then immediately kneels down trying to catch her, though a little too late, and he just ends up holding onto her shoulders after the fact.]
Are...you okay? [It must be really bad if she's falling over while sitting.]
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[Let her just... stay with her face down on the floor for a while so no one can see how embarrassed she looks...
But she does shift her shoulders beneath his hands in order to awkwardly... put her hands on his shoes.]
In... In my world, we take off our shoes in the entranceway... It's the wife of the house's job... to take the guests' shoes...
[She can explain, see... ? While her weird toes flex in the air, one foot brown-skinned and the other vitiligo-esque pale in what looks like a translation of her left back leg's white sock to human form.]
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[He has visited places like that...literally once. Gently, he pulls his shoes away to sit down, legs pointing outdoors. Into her outstretched hands, he instead places the box.]
My apologies. These are a little... [Long, coming up over his knees] So I'll take these off...in the meantime, see if those look like a fit for you? [If she opens them, there'll be a simple pair of laced soft leather ankle boots.]
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... Admittedly, his shoes did look complicated, even if she should be the one to do them... now she has to open this box...
And find. What to her, in her world, would be a rather expensive item??? Not straw, but leather? Not even thongs of it, all leather???]
Wh- Master Ianchus, I can't accept these... They're too nice, and I'm the one who wronged you-
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[He works the catches off easily, putting one boot aside and starting on the next. His hands hesitate for just a moment, something sneaky in his eyes before he sits up again, smiling, both shoes off now.]
Besides...ah, where I am from...well, it is considered a little rude to refuse a gift.
[That's not even entirely a lie, really.]
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Still, she almost splutters into a further if not weaker protest before. Oh... well if it was his custom...]
Th- Then I humbly accept!
[Bowing low over the box, she’s careful this time not to topple before she carefully pulls the shoes out and sets them in the entranceway by his, ready for when she next had to go out. Which meant she had to stand next, give her a second-]
Please, come in— it’s not a full meal but I do have tea and snacks, at least- !
[Bow-legged as hell, overcompensating for what she thinks she might need to do with two legs more than any problem with the legs themselves, which are well-muscled and reliable as her normal body beneath her kimono, she manages to stand by bracing against a wooden pillar before gesturing him further in to the home’s main room, a simple affair centered around a sunken hearth surrounded by comfy cushions with an awaiting tray of tea and dumplings.]
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Ah, I beg pardon.
[And then, with one easy motion, he sweeps her up into his arms, in a perfectly-executed princess carry. She's much heavier than her small frame would suggest...certainly the physique of a farmer.]
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Wh-
[And then she’s. In his arms???
Confused, she at least automatically wraps her arms tight around his neck, instincts telling her she’s going to fall because what human can pick up a jinba except no she’s not a jinba right now, she’s... a very well built human lady yes, heavy from muscle if not height.]
I- Sorry, you didn’t have to I can kind of walk now, I promise- !
[Oh, he still had that nice smell, even with her fuller human senses.]
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