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@codecasts
❛ Do you think there's some kind of limit ? ❜ SHE stares at the sandwiches she's plucked from a passing tray, one in each hand. The amount of sandwiches she's picked up prior to these two is both irrelevant and sobering. ❛ … I guess I'll stop at these two for a while. An hour's a reasonable amount of time… probably. ❜
" when i was told that condo 420 was nice, i expected something different .. " the meme is clearly lost on the miqo'te.
HAKUNO lets a sound linger in her throat that sounds all-knowing, nodding deeply in apparent understanding. ❛ I see. They promised a breathtaking view but you're actually on the corner at an awkward angle, right ? There's been many such cases. ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Call me crazy if I'm wrong, but... It kinda feels like winter wasn't really— winter for long, ya know? Just felt like things were warm more often than not."
❛ Don't worry, give it a day. It comes around again. ❜
@codecasts
[txt] PRAETOR [txt] i hav learned how 2 use a CELL PHONE [txt] LETS GO OUT [txt] u dont hav 2 rply yet [txt] me @ golden ward @ pearl st [txt] 🌹
nero did want to see her master, whether it was a date or a little outing. she wanted to at least spoil kishinami...just this once. maybe saber will buy her a cute dress or maybe she will buy them matching outfits, she can imagine it now! not that saber has been thinking about for awhile or anything...actually the servant has been thinking about matching outfits since her time in mooncell. that damn shop keeper didn't have a single thing for the both of them.
"umu! i am such a genuis, learning how to use this device on my own!" not really a lie, but she did ask some random citizens for help. "surely, this will make praetor swoon for me!"
with this nero goes on her way to pearl street, even if it take a bit for her master to respond, she will wait patiently!
HAKUNO hasn't stopped smiling since the texts first started coming in. An island like this was already a blessing for most Servants, allowing them the luxury of doing almost anything they wanted— but now, with one of her own Servants here, it felt more like a blessing for her than ever. A place where Nero can laugh and love to her heart's content... What could be better than that ? She's more than happy to be along for the ride, wherever the ride goes.
Today, the ride seems to be starting on Pearl Street.
[txt] 👍
[txt] good job. was in golden for an errand so it shouldn't take me long.
It occurs to her mid-stride that she should probably do a little flourish at the end— you know, to play along and match.
[txt] 🌙🌹
Nailed it.
"Y'know... I've never really thought about any of that." Ryuki couldn't help but answer the (most likely rhetorical) questions with mild confusion of his own, lifting a hand to his chin in thought. "The food would have to be grown on the island, right? But I don't really know much about the industries here..."
"Not that you know much about it back home either, rich boy. A single banana does not cost 2,000 yen."
"Th-That has nothing to do with the questions being asked here."
❛ I get it. I'm no good with money either. ❜ IT was hard enough getting used to the whole price adjustment thing ( there was no real conversation rate between the 'PPT' system the Moon Cell used and the Dust here... but she gets the feeling that the Moon Cell had actually been more generous with its miniature economy... ), but she has the unfortunate tendency to feel as if her Dust is burning a digital hole in her pocket. In short : a banana may not cost 2,000 yen, but she was the type to get carried away and buy 2,000 yen's worth if she went on an empty stomach.
❛ I work at my friend's café, Hope-au-Lait, but I don't usually handle the food unless we're short-staffed... I honestly have no clue where it comes from. Part of me assumed the ingredients just willed themselves into existence. But you're right. It does have to come from somewhere... Where, though ? And where is there enough for this many people to have infinite refills ? ❜
THESE snowflakes have been ruthless. There was a reward being offered for the capture of five of the would-be dancers, but as it turns out, they're sneaky. It's like they knew just how to play against someone's strengths... and one of the most prominent strengths she has ( on a very short list ) is endurance. Each time she catches sight of one, it manages to stay just out of her reach and, when she inevitably begins to slow down, it promptly dances away completely unbothered. She's starting to think these snowflakes might be jerks, actually.
But with endurance also comes incredible defiance, and damn it, there's a gift card on the line here... ! All this is to say that she feels no shame and not the least bit self-conscious when she approaches the first stranger her ( slightly double ) vision latches onto, panting and sweating despite the mid-winter plunge in temperature. It looks like some kind of mixed media store... Great — for all she knows, it could be posing on one of the video game or DVD covers.
❛ Did you... See... a snowflake— electric slide through here— ? ❜
@inheritai : / / WINTERFES S.C.
"right, right, it should work out just fine. I think." even he doesn't sound too convinced on that but, well, there's fun in the mystery. something like that or so he heard. "yeah, it'll be cool!" that's when he looks over for some kind of encouraging words or a nod, anything really just to prevent the thought that it's a bad idea, like he knows it probably is. if he has Hakuno's support though, that's a totally different story.
HEROES in movies jump across buildings all the time, and they're mostly human compared to the strength and reflexes of a Servant. Once, in this Rapid and Aggressive movie, she saw a car jump from one building to the next. A car. If a car can do it, Charlie can definitely do it. These are just some of the rationales that cross Hakuno's mind, convincing herself to be sufficiently convinced by how convinced he is.
❛ Definitely. … Maybe on a day without any strong wind. And when I'm there to watch, ❜ Hakuno finally replies, giving a thumbs up and meeting his gaze. Even if he missed somehow, he'd definitely stick the landing.
⠀⠀There is a brief silence of contemplation, but of course— the King's laughter soon cuts it off. It isn't the usual type for mockery, though— mere amusement at the sort of answer offered. Such a sincere answer, meticulous to make sure the net she cast was wide enough to entangle most every guest below them.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"I see—" The brief laughter's end is punctuated with his body's shift more towards the rail. "Such a broad observation for a mere mongrel. Impressive, even— there are humans who not pick up on such details as quickly. Their sense of ego would taint their view, seeing what they wish to see and warping whatever truth there may be. But, as you noticed... there are many truths to observe, all of varying validity."
❛ If 'things I like' is something that can even be categorized, I think smiles would be what I like the most. ❜ IT wasn't some sheepish admission, and there was no hint of irony in her tone. She simply continues to watch the scene playing out below, her own arm leaning more against the railing — almost as if subconsciously mirroring him.
❛ But even more than that... I just find people interesting. No two are totally alike. If you put six people in a room, they'd come out with twelve different opinions. So I guess, since there's always something new to notice, I've probably gotten pretty good at observing them. ❜ Whatever that says about me, she tacks on silently.
THOUGHT i'd toss out a winterfes starter call before it all wraps up at the end of the month ! i'll gently cap it at 4, but castmates don't count towards it.
"hmm..." don't mind the guy staring at the buildings ahead, he's just judging the distance between the two. while talking to himself. "I could totally make that jump. not right now, but definitely in future. if I time it right..."
SHOULD she be more concerned about this ? After all, even for a Servant... it's no small leap. Fingers similarly curled by her mouth, her head bobs back and forth — judging the distance much like one might survey a tennis match. Ultimately, studying it more doesn't make her any more sure of the actual distance. But, well... if Charlie says he could make it, she just believes it. Simple as that.
❛ If you had a big enough running start, too, then… ❜
THIS isn't her first time enjoying the winter festivities Spirale had to offer. Far from it, in fact. And yet, practically wrist-deep into her third bowl of soup for the night... it's like she's seeing it for the first time. Granted, it's the soup that's supposedly bottomless, not her bowl — yet she feels like she's staring into an umami-soaked abyss all the same.
❛ How do they decide on a soup each year ? And where does it come from ? Who's making it... ? ❜ She found herself contemplating a whole host of questions that had simply never occurred to her, which brought forth a much louder question: ❛ What have I been eating for three years ? ❜
@reversedpsync : / / WINTERFES S.C.
THOUGHT i'd toss out a winterfes starter call before it all wraps up at the end of the month ! i'll gently cap it at 4, but castmates don't count towards it.
⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh yeah, they definitely like attention— … Talk?” For some odd reason, that question gives him a moment of pause. Weird, why the brief hesitation to answer? … He can’t think of why, so he shakes it off and carries on past the bump in the road.
⠀⠀⠀⠀“Well, of course they can. … I’m pretty sure, anyway— Xanthos, go on and tell her what’s on your mind.”
⠀⠀⠀⠀… Hm, nothing. … Is he trying to play a joke?
❛ … ❜ SHE waits for a few beats of painfully dead silence, but the horse just sort of stares at her expectantly — like she's the one who should be doing something right about now. Achilles did pause at a weird spot just then... Is he pulling her leg ? Or is the horse the prankster here ? Normally that would be an easy one to answer, but considering all she's seen... It's a toss-up.
After studying Xanthos a few beats longer, head slightly tilted with a silent question, she raises her brows at her Rider instead. ❛ Does he know he can talk ? ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀"— Geez, just gonna admit to it outright? There might be such a thing as too much honesty, ya know."
❛ I mean, probably, but... Well. I already thought I was caught. So... ❜ NOT to mention if she had kept her mouth shut, she wouldn't have gotten any sweets out of it in the first place. It was a lose-lose, really. Nine times out of ten, speaking up tends to be the correct gamble anyway. … This could be the one out of ten, though...
"as expected from my beloved praetor!" her excitement could not be contained, watching her master pile up the snow with care. maybe nero should invest in some winter clothing, snow seems to be very cold. maybe this is why the citizens on the island always look at her a bit funny, she isn't wearing anything super appropriate for winter.
"enchanted snowmen? how fascinating! that must have been a magical moment, does that mean mages were behind such things?" all these questions running through nero's head she nearly forgot about the snowman that they were making. "i shall help you in preparing the rest of the snowman, please let me know what to do next!"
❛ … You know, I actually don't know. I guess it could've been mages... Either way, it made for some one-of-a-kind snowmen. I hope they bring it back this year... ❜ THE Stars being mages is a thought that's come up time and again in her mind, but she can never settle on a concrete answer. She continues piling up snow as she ponders the thought for what had to be the hundredth time, finally starting to form a vaguely spherical structure, before giving her Saber a firm nod.
❛ Right. I think you should go ahead and look for stuff for the face first, before we get too far ahead. Whether it's a bunch of rocks or anything else you can find, I trust your creative vision. ❜
"the snow is so beautiful, i've always wanted to make these 'snowmen' that modern people create!"
❛ I've gotten some experience with making snowmen. ❜ HAKUNO says it with all the quiet confidence of an exterminator prepared to eliminate the biggest termite colony of their career — that is to say, it's as if she's tirelessly trained for this exact moment. Already crouching down to start piling up snow between them, she feels grateful that she chose to bring gloves to work this morning 'just in case'.
❛ We should start with the bottom part first, that's the biggest. You know, last year they had a festival where you could build enchanted ones. They could be all sorts of different colors, and whatever emotion you had at the time would get reflected on them... ❜
is she helping? or is she hurting? and how does the ruthless hand of karma work in this world, anyway?
dan heng remains tactfully silent as the stranger he'd desperately plucked from the bustling crowd of pedestrians speaks. but it's with each comment she makes, careful and thoughtful in spite of the circumstances, that he begins to think—
only one of us will make it out of here alive.
he is not a cruel person, by any means. he's been called cold, and certainly criticized for an alleged* purported* (*highly corroborated) lack of "emotional intelligence," but dan heng is not cruel. and he's not so cold nor so heartless as to neglect someone in true need. because he's not a cruel person. he's n—
"... you seem interested." perhaps too intentionally, he casts his gaze away from the newcomer—focusing solely on the shopkeeper instead. like he's dodging something. "she seems interested," he reiterates.
he takes a step back. no words uttered, but his actions speak volumes: i'll leave you two to it—
one more step and he may as well dissolve into the crowd.
"i suggest the green," he offers, as something akin to a parting remark.
SHE seems interested ? Does she ? Well, maybe a little... They're out of her price range, but they are pretty. Hakuno opens her mouth to politely decline, but he repeats himself before she can — directly to the shopkeeper this time.
Ah. She sees what's happening here.
She's being left to the wolves.
Her brows arch sharply downward, slowly turning on her heel to look solely at the would-be deserter. Dark eyes are bright with purpose, and they too speak volumes: if this were quicksand, I'd stand on your head. ❛ I'm more interested in how they'd look on you. I can't wear those at work, the animals like to nibble. ❜ She takes a step to the side as she speaks, not leaving her back turned to the stranger or the shopkeep ( who doesn't seem entirely sure about what's going on here exactly, but likely wants to see where the chips fall ).
❛ He's already wearing green, too. I think he should try them on. ❜ Another step back finds her just the slightest bit closer to liberation from social responsibility than him, but she hesitates to take her leave entirely — after all, the merchant's just trying to make a sale, right ? ❛ In fact, I think he just wants to go ahead and pay for them — so he can wear them on his way out. ❜
