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[leekspins]

[Orihime's one of the lucky ones who didn't get her window smashed in by a rogue newspaper. She's seen the weather forecast, and at first she thought it was just the weatherman playing a joke. Then the typhoon actually hit, and she's got a funny feeling the other days are probably going to happen as well. So there she is, backing away from the sheltered corner where she put her device to start recording her. The yellow raincoat is flapping at a sheer horizontal angle, hood fluttering around her determined little face.]

I've got money, and I'm not far from the grocery store! If anyone got caught by the storm and needs an emergency delivery, let me know!

[She salutes.]

I don't mind getting wet! And I know the city really well--!

[And the wind slowly pushes her out of frame. Where'd she go? ...Oh, there she is, marching back into place until she's centered again. But as soon as she stops, there she goes, sloooowly blown to the side while she salutes.]

Send me a text with a list of what you need, the name of your apartment building, and your room number. I'll be there--

[Gone. March march march. Salute!]

--in a jiffy! Orihime out!

[She runs forward to rescue her communicator just as it gets blown off of the ledge she put it on. End feed.]

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[leekspins]

[Orihime is completely speechless. This is a rare thing for her, but, well. She just got Jaune'd. She sits up, one hand holding her hood on her head as Jaune goes cartwheeling and bouncing into the distance. It's actually very impressive!]

Okay, bye!

[She waves, because she's not really sure what else to do. Maybe next time she sees him pop up on the video screen, she'll say hello properly.]