[Ochako really tagged along mostly on Izuku's behest, not exactly knowing the host/birthday boy in question, but always ready and willing to mingle and meet new friends. She's still looking a tiny bit under the weather from the Warmblood affliction plaguing herself and a few of her friends, but with the month slowly but surely coming to an end...the worst of it seems to have passed enough that she can stomach (literally, in this case) going out and enjoying a party like this.
The skeletons weren't really part of the plan though, and with her intense fear of ghosts and horror-creatures, Ochako scurries away from any that seem to be hovering around, clutching a wrapped present to her chest almost like a shield. She's pale, a little clammy - this time from fear and not her blood sickness - but dressed up as nice as possible! It's the single outside she was able to barter for since coming to this world, but it's simple and, thankfully, clean. The jungle escapades really did a number on the clothes she did manage to come with...]
De-De-Dekuuu... [Ochako whimpers, pawing at poor Oscar's sleeve. Oh dear, it seems a bit of mistaken identity is happening.] Why...wh-why didn't you, w-w-warn me...?! You know I get sc-scared of stuff like thiiiss...!
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The skeletons weren't really part of the plan though, and with her intense fear of ghosts and horror-creatures, Ochako scurries away from any that seem to be hovering around, clutching a wrapped present to her chest almost like a shield. She's pale, a little clammy - this time from fear and not her blood sickness - but dressed up as nice as possible! It's the single outside she was able to barter for since coming to this world, but it's simple and, thankfully, clean. The jungle escapades really did a number on the clothes she did manage to come with...]
De-De-Dekuuu... [Ochako whimpers, pawing at poor Oscar's sleeve. Oh dear, it seems a bit of mistaken identity is happening.] Why...wh-why didn't you, w-w-warn me...?! You know I get sc-scared of stuff like thiiiss...!