[Edward still doesn't realize that her emotions are having any sort of effect on anything. Of course, she has more important things to worry about - like exploring EVERY INCH of her new home. As she rolls around town, pausing occasionally to gape in windows or sniff flowers or examine other new things, she has a literal ray of sunshine following her, shining on this joyful little girl like her own personal spotlight.
Feel free to spot her anywhere, stop her, or be run into by her. She doesn't always pay complete attention to where she's going, after all.]
E2
[Edward, having taken on the very important task of flower delivery girl, is taking her job quite seriously.
Which, of course, means that she's prancing through the streets with a delivery box balanced precariously on her head, singing at the top of her lungs.]
Floooooowers, flooooowers, delivery of flooooooooowers.
[Just as she's about to launch into her fifteenth chorus of her song, the box decides to pop open, spraying flowers EVERYWHERE. She stops dead in her tracks, eyes wide as she watches the flowers fall.
Edward | Cowboy Bebop
[Edward still doesn't realize that her emotions are having any sort of effect on anything. Of course, she has more important things to worry about - like exploring EVERY INCH of her new home. As she rolls around town, pausing occasionally to gape in windows or sniff flowers or examine other new things, she has a literal ray of sunshine following her, shining on this joyful little girl like her own personal spotlight.
Feel free to spot her anywhere, stop her, or be run into by her. She doesn't always pay complete attention to where she's going, after all.]
E2
[Edward, having taken on the very important task of flower delivery girl, is taking her job quite seriously.
Which, of course, means that she's prancing through the streets with a delivery box balanced precariously on her head, singing at the top of her lungs.]
Floooooowers, flooooowers, delivery of flooooooooowers.
[Just as she's about to launch into her fifteenth chorus of her song, the box decides to pop open, spraying flowers EVERYWHERE. She stops dead in her tracks, eyes wide as she watches the flowers fall.
Ooo la la. Box go BOOM!