1st Solo ♫ un:Kumokumo

[ikenai]

[It's been a few days since she arrived and she's been taking her time, observing things and people, getting to know the lay of the land. Of course, she's taken part of a few festivities, singing a bit here and there to get a feel for what the people both native and not like.

Now, she's ready to sort of promote herself in the way that Walküre did all the time. She knows that prints, pictures, magazine spreads, PVs and other things will have to come soon enough. Her agent suggested as much earlier. However, she can do more than that.

When her device's camera comes on, the idol's face is set into the sexiest smile she can manage without being a total vamp and she waves enthusiastically.]

Hello, Riverview! I have to say, that this party is quite the welcome. Parades, parties, and other things, just for me!

[She gives a low, soft laugh.]

For those that missed my few performances during the week, my name is Mikumo Guynemer. I used to be part of a popular group back home, but I suppose now it's time for my solo career to start. I'm looking forward to being on my own for the first time since joining the business!

Please look out for my next gig!

[She blows a kiss before winking and running up to the device until it's just her face in the screen.]

OH! If you know an up and coming clothing designer, send them my way.

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[ikenai]

[Mikumo looks at the phone as if the other person grew another head in the five seconds it took him to answer that.

And in answer, Mikumo steps from the device with her head bowed and her left foot tapping a beat to the song she hears in her head, and the starts belting out her most popular song with Walküre, complete with dancing.

When she's done, she comes over to the device and puts her hand on her hip visibly.]

I don't know. Why don't you tell me?

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn't a full-on production. He thoroughly enjoys the whole thing and is grinning when she comes back over to the device]

Alright, I have been convinced. You're very good.

[And the Viking warlord isn't one to hand out compliments lightly.]

[ikenai]

[She never does anything part of the way. If it's worth doing, it's worth doing well. That was part of her issue with Freyja's wishy-washiness when it came to Walküre.

At his admission, she flips her hair over her shoulder with a half-smile.]

Well, I'm glad that you enjoyed that. [She knows just how good she is and she won't try false-humility. It's pointless.] Shall I count you among my new fans then?

[ragnarsson]

[Her boldness is admirable. It reminds Ivar of himself. After all, when you're the best at something, might as well let everyone else know, right?]

Most definitely. Good entertainment is always greatly appreciated around here.

[ikenai]

[That's a sentiment she shares. Eventually they'll all have to admit it sooner or later.]

Do you not enjoy the many parties with little to no clothing that I've seen going on as of late?

[ragnarsson]

They are definitely a good thing to have every now and again.

[Very good things for a lonely Viking teen who isn't blind.]

[ikenai]

This is really the first time I've been in a place with quite so much freedom. Ragna was nice, but I was always too busy to really enjoy what it had to offer.

[Something like that.]

[ragnarsson]

My home is very different from here as well. We have a very different definition of entertainment.

[Mostly long stories on the winter nights when the snow covered the ground and everyone was staying indoors. Maybe the occasional song if a poet was passing through. Vikings didn't have very many things to amuse themselves with.]

[ikenai]

Oh? What sort of things did you do to entertain yourself if not hold wild orgies every night?

[ragnarsson]

Mainly fight. Vikings live to fight to please our gods and die in battle so we can go to Valhalla.

[Ivar would like nothing more than to end his days on the battlefield, surrounded by the corpses of his enemies.]

[ikenai]

A society of warriors then. I know a person who wold have fit in very well with your people then.

[So long as he could fly, Messer was the best damn fighter pilot she'd ever seen. And the fact that he died protecting Walküre (and Kaname specifically) was probably the best way for him to go.]

Valhalla, hm? And how do your gods decides who's worthy?