[Scouring, and just doing her training and workout on the beach has become a daily thing for Ochako, though this time around, considering the date, she's less working out and more helping out. Newcomers usually arrive this month, and having someone a bit more friendly-looking than grizzled, old sailors and odd-looking locals may be more welcoming to some as they make their way up the shore. And with the terrible weather, and the oncoming cold of autumn coming in fast, Ochako has tucked in her large handbags some large, fluffy towels and blankets for those who need them, as well as small, packed bentos of hot food (most steamed rice, tamagoyaki, and some mini sausages. Easy, quick things for her to make and package, but tasty and warm nonetheless.
She's given away a few already, and her bag is less weighty than it was earlier in the day, but she's still working hard, tucked up nice and cozy in a fuzzy coat, grumbling to herself about the wind blowing her hair al in her face. Which makes her actually put the hood up, so the pointed bits - like the tufts of a horned owl - stick right up. Probably, for that reason, Aizawa may not recognize the hooded girl on the beach right away, what with her being still a few feet off, and her back turned, but there's definitely food in her bag, the smell permeating her bag as she shifts the contents to make sure nothing's spilled.]
Maybe I made too much...I haven't seen very many people after the first bunch... [She frowns, looking at the choppy water and scowling. Hopefully no one got hurt...o-or worse. Ugh. What a way to show up in this dumb place, and she's not nearly as good at water rescue as Tsu-chan is.]
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She's given away a few already, and her bag is less weighty than it was earlier in the day, but she's still working hard, tucked up nice and cozy in a fuzzy coat, grumbling to herself about the wind blowing her hair al in her face. Which makes her actually put the hood up, so the pointed bits - like the tufts of a horned owl - stick right up. Probably, for that reason, Aizawa may not recognize the hooded girl on the beach right away, what with her being still a few feet off, and her back turned, but there's definitely food in her bag, the smell permeating her bag as she shifts the contents to make sure nothing's spilled.]
Maybe I made too much...I haven't seen very many people after the first bunch... [She frowns, looking at the choppy water and scowling. Hopefully no one got hurt...o-or worse. Ugh. What a way to show up in this dumb place, and she's not nearly as good at water rescue as Tsu-chan is.]