Itchy. Tasty.

    Akatsuki has a problem.
    She's orange. She's itchy. She's hungry.
    The door to the Chainmail Bikini +1 slowly creaks open and the diminutive ninja makes her way into the shop hesitantly. She's not here for the clothes though, she's here for another reason- a personal favor she needs to ask fo the proprietor as she peers through the shop, one hand scratching ceaselessly at an orange splotch on her arm.
    "...?"

Gwen is leaning in the counter at the momnent looking over some paperwork from the looks of it and she's not in a maid coseume. If Akastuki has ever played darkstalker she's in a Morrigan outfit at the moment. She looks up with a smile. "Welcome to the Chian Mail Bikini +1. What can I do for you miss Ninja? Wait...let me guess. You were on the same quest as Uta..."

    Scratch scratch. Scratch. Scratch.
    "Unh..." Akatsuki's initial answer is a soft grunt in the affirmative before she purses her lips, averting her gaze.
    "Yes." She finally answers. ... Still scratching.
    "Pumpkins..." She mutters dourly.
    That probably explains the itchy orange blotches and funny status effect.

Gwen says "Well guess what your lucky I have some pumpkin cookies left over though they are not free you know." She says with a bit of a smkr. "Though I wont' charge you money I had a few ideas for outfits fo you for a while..."

    To say Akatsuki's eyes light up at the mention of pumpkin cookies would be an understatement.
    "...!"
    The taciturn ninja practically comes to life as soon as she hears that.
    But.
    There's a price involved.
    Lips thinning into a stoic line as she hears the cost of a cure, Akatsuki makes something of a face.
    But if it is to cure this incessant itching and craving for sweets-- is ... Is it really worth is?
    "... Very well."
    She has no choice.

Gwen rub he hand togeth and will go fetch the cookies there's a plate of them at the very least. She'll set them down before Akatsuki for a moment and looks at her. "Also is there anything else you may have need of me for Akatsuki? I know your lord tends to send you on many diuffent jobs and you may have need of certain things."

    Oh dear, Gwen is rubbing her hands together. This bodes ill.
    This bodes ill for Akatsuki.
    But the ninja remains stoic, shaking her head as she scratches herself still.
    "My lord has been busy of late in research." She says matter of factly. "He keeps me busy, but for the moment I am free enough."

Gwen says "Well enjoy the cookies it should deal with your little problem." She notes. She'll close the stuff she was looking over. "So how have you been otherwise?"

    With the cookies set in front of her, Akatsuki eyes them like a man that's ben in the desert who has just found water.
    But eventually-- after a beat- she reaches for one and plucks it up.
    Akatsuki takes a single bite- and chews. And then she's nibbling on the cookie like a hamster.
    Soon enough that cookie is gone, and the diminutive ninja sighs in relief as the orange splotches on her skin begin to recede.
    "I have been well. ... Better now in fact."

Gwen can't help but think Akatsuki is adorable when she does things like this. "I have been swamped for costume order and I can't be happier about it! It's been so much fun you saw Uta's costume right? I did that!"

    "Yes." AKatsuki saw Uta's costume. "Unsurprising considering the time of year. I did not expect so many people to... Get into the spirit of the festival." Akatsuki muses. "It must be a lot of work. But if you're happy about it..."
    Well that's good for Gwen then.

Gwen says "Oh I am, and I'm shocked too it's not a big on in Japan lets be honest." She tilts he head a bit. "So feeling better now?"

    "If people are having fun, I will not hold it against them." Akatsuki replies. Despite halloween not being the mos observed holiday, the Festival of Shadows seems to have been successful enough.
    But now. Now that she is cured comes time for payment.
    "Mmmm..."
    There's no backing out of this is there?
    This may take a while, too.
    But Gwen will have her guinea pig.