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"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hehehe! Again, you don't need to worry about me right now, but for you? Well..."

[ Ulalume paused, thinking about what they could do for him. ]

"If you're still staying in that junkyard of a dorm, which I wonder why you even would, I know of a couple empty dorms you could take for yourself. (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

And I can make sure nobody messes with you too, hehe!"

[ Pause. ]

"If you'd let me, obviously."

…

{his expression softens at the offer, perhaps caught off guard by it not being too bad of a deal.}

How shitty is the room? If it’s a closet then I’ve already stayed in one for too long.

[ She blinked, then looked side to side like the answer was right-in-your-face obvious. ]

"Of course not! What do you take me for, a crook?"

[ Is she serious? ]

"They're actual dorms, obviously. Ones that don't have anyone currently living in them, either. And theres a couple options on the market, but I could get you in one for free, my treat. Hehe! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧"

..Hmm, I’m gonna play into this. Can you give me tours of my options..?

{he’s actually considering it.}

[ Ulalume grinned, grabbing Hoshi's hand. ]

"There's no need for that, I've got just the one for you. Come with me!"

[ The two ended up at Ulalume's dorm, and she had Hoshi stand outside while she dug up the key to the room she was gonna place him in. ]

"Aha!"

[ They exclaimed, holding up the key. ]

"I've got it, I've got it! Now come this way. ╰⁠(⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠ᗜ⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠)⁠➝"

[ Ulalume went back to dragging Hoshi by the hand like a ragdoll. ]

—alright, alright, no need to yank me, bro.

[ Unfortunately, Ulalume very much felt the need to yank him. She did it the whole way there!

And now the two were at the dorm she'd picked out for Hoshi. ]

"We just cleared this one out the other day, haven't showed her to anyone yet."

[ They unlocked the door, and the room looked like nobody had even stepped foot inside other than to clean it. ]

"Well, what d'ya say? Isn't she way nicer than that old cellar of yours?"

… {his eyes survey the room. It had given him mixed feelings, reminding him simultaneously of a freshly cleaned hotel room and a new hospital room. A shiver ran down his spine. Though, nothing seemed wrong with it. He should be grateful for this offer.}

Damn. {he whistled.} I take back anything I’ve ever said to you. This is really the bomb dot com. Thank you. …Who’s we? You cleared it out today..? {he mutters these questions and decides to not look a gifted horse in the mouth.}

"D'awhhh, no need to thank me! (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)"

[ They placed the key in his hand. ]

"We're friends, after all."

[ And just as quickly as she had appeared that morning, she vanished, leaving Hoshi alone with his new room.

...

Ulalume had given him something else with the key. That golden heirloom brooch she'd taken a while back.

Huh. ]

Oh? Tha—and she’s gone.. {he sighs, then pockets the brooch, looking around the room.}

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hehehe! Again, you don't need to worry about me right now, but for you? Well..."

[ Ulalume paused, thinking about what they could do for him. ]

"If you're still staying in that junkyard of a dorm, which I wonder why you even would, I know of a couple empty dorms you could take for yourself. (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

And I can make sure nobody messes with you too, hehe!"

[ Pause. ]

"If you'd let me, obviously."

…

{his expression softens at the offer, perhaps caught off guard by it not being too bad of a deal.}

How shitty is the room? If it’s a closet then I’ve already stayed in one for too long.

[ She blinked, then looked side to side like the answer was right-in-your-face obvious. ]

"Of course not! What do you take me for, a crook?"

[ Is she serious? ]

..Hmm, I’m gonna play into this. Can you give me tours of my options..?

{he’s actually considering it.}

[ Ulalume grinned, grabbing Hoshi's hand. ]

"There's no need for that, I've got just the one for you. Come with me!"

[ The two ended up at Ulalume's dorm, and she had Hoshi stand outside while she dug up the key to the room she was gonna place him in. ]

"Aha!"

[ They exclaimed, holding up the key. ]

"I've got it, I've got it! Now come this way. ╰⁠(⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠ᗜ⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠)⁠➝"

[ Ulalume went back to dragging Hoshi by the hand like a ragdoll. ]

—alright, alright, no need to yank me, bro.

[ Unfortunately, Ulalume very much felt the need to yank him. She did it the whole way there!

And now the two were at the dorm she'd picked out for Hoshi. ]

"We just cleared this one out the other day, haven't showed her to anyone yet."

[ They unlocked the door, and the room looked like nobody had even stepped foot inside other than to clean it. ]

"Well, what d'ya say? Isn't she way nicer than that old cellar of yours?"

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hehehe! Again, you don't need to worry about me right now, but for you? Well..."

[ Ulalume paused, thinking about what they could do for him. ]

"If you're still staying in that junkyard of a dorm, which I wonder why you even would, I know of a couple empty dorms you could take for yourself. (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

And I can make sure nobody messes with you too, hehe!"

[ Pause. ]

"If you'd let me, obviously."

…

{his expression softens at the offer, perhaps caught off guard by it not being too bad of a deal.}

How shitty is the room? If it’s a closet then I’ve already stayed in one for too long.

[ She blinked, then looked side to side like the answer was right-in-your-face obvious. ]

"Of course not! What do you take me for, a crook?"

[ Is she serious? ]

..Hmm, I’m gonna play into this. Can you give me tours of my options..?

{he’s actually considering it.}

[ Ulalume grinned, grabbing Hoshi's hand. ]

"There's no need for that, I've got just the one for you. Come with me!"

[ The two ended up at Ulalume's dorm, and she had Hoshi stand outside while she dug up the key to the room she was gonna place him in. ]

"Aha!"

[ They exclaimed, holding up the key. ]

"I've got it, I've got it! Now come this way. ╰⁠(⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠ᗜ⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠)⁠➝"

[ Ulalume went back to dragging Hoshi by the hand like a ragdoll. ]

—alright, alright, no need to yank me, bro.

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hehehe! Again, you don't need to worry about me right now, but for you? Well..."

[ Ulalume paused, thinking about what they could do for him. ]

"If you're still staying in that junkyard of a dorm, which I wonder why you even would, I know of a couple empty dorms you could take for yourself. (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

And I can make sure nobody messes with you too, hehe!"

[ Pause. ]

"If you'd let me, obviously."

…

{his expression softens at the offer, perhaps caught off guard by it not being too bad of a deal.}

How shitty is the room? If it’s a closet then I’ve already stayed in one for too long.

[ She blinked, then looked side to side like the answer was right-in-your-face obvious. ]

"Of course not! What do you take me for, a crook?"

[ Is she serious? ]

..Hmm, I’m gonna play into this. Can you give me tours of my options..?

{he’s actually considering it.}

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hehehe! Again, you don't need to worry about me right now, but for you? Well..."

[ Ulalume paused, thinking about what they could do for him. ]

"If you're still staying in that junkyard of a dorm, which I wonder why you even would, I know of a couple empty dorms you could take for yourself. (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

And I can make sure nobody messes with you too, hehe!"

[ Pause. ]

"If you'd let me, obviously."

…

{his expression softens at the offer, perhaps caught off guard by it not being too bad of a deal.}

How shitty is the room? If it’s a closet then I’ve already stayed in one for too long.

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Me? (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)"

[ Ulalume gasped in mock surprise. ]

"We're good friends, aren't we?"

[ One of their hands landed on Hoshi's shoulder with a grip just a little too tight. ]

"I would say we are, hehehe!"

{probably for the first time, he has a cohesive thought.}

If we are as good of friends as you say we are, I’m curious what you get out of it. Follow up question, what do I get out of it?

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hoshi."

[ Ulalume rolled her eyes, folding her arms. ]

"We were having a nice conversation, yeah?

I don't think you need to worry about whether things are my business or not."

[ She gave him a little boop on the nose. ]

{he looks partially pissed and partially terrified.}

…just, whatever you say, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention him. Not exactly on friendly terms with you or him right now.

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

[ Ulalume paused, considering her response. ]

"D'awh... that's a shame."

[ She laughed, bringing her hands to her hips. ]

"And don't make that face.

...

It'll get stuck like that. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡"

I don’t need some school girl telling me that.

And besides, the business between me and that asshole are none of your concern.

[Cícera is looking around the academy, peering out the windows and into random rooms.]

-- @cicera-nevermore

the view’s nice, yeah?

{a man stands in the hall, spiked up dark hair with the worst frosted tips you’ve ever seen. Who is this man’s barber wtf. He grins at the newcomer.}

Yeah, sometimes. This place is kinda lame though.

it’s the people that really make the place. I just saw five people sword fighting in the hallway an hour ago. {he shrugs.}

*she raises an eyebrow* Five people? All at once?

yeah. {probably not the first time he’s heard that.}

I don’t thinkkkk they got hurt? I mean a guy lost a thumb but, hey, who needs ‘em. I don’t need my leg… I guess.. { he wraps his fist onto the metal prosthetic leg.}

Ooh. Did you lose it somehow or were you born like that?

Lost it when I died in this freak incident where my race car blew up when I was inside it. I have some scarring on my left side and lost the leg, and I guess my life too. Something about shrapnel to the heart.

{Hoshi shrugs.}

Woah... I don't remember how I died. You were a race car driver?

Hell yeah I was! Part of the Cali Bracket from ‘96 to 99. … but, ah, sorry you don’t remember how you passed, dude.

Eh, dying young probably isn't a good memory anyway.

And hey, I'm from 1995!

Damn, outlived you just a bit. It’s cool to meet more people from the 90s though. Some of these guys are so.. ancient. Some of them are from the 1800s, and that shit is absurd to me..

That's insane!

Mhm.. heard rumors theres some people from the revolutionary war. It’s wack.

promise me you won’t be all fuddy duddy like those old prudes, will ya?

Oi, don't be mean to them. *she smacks his arm playfully*

It’s not unwarranted, dude.. some farm girl hit me with a shovel !

*she gives him a cheeky grin* You sure you didn't deserve it?

.. {he takes a moment to reflect, before doubling down}

Definitely not. She’s friends with the guy that I.. er. She’s friends with my former roommate so i definitely didn’t deserve it. {he huffs his chest.}

Uhh, I'm not sure that's a good enough reason. If anything, it sounds more like you deserved it now.

If you knew the full context, you’d be on my side, dude.

{he says, not giving any context.}

Okay, sooo... what's the context?

I almost dated my roommate but he couldn’t let his ex from life go and I didn’t wanna be a rebound or something like that. ..i think I’m skipping a few details.

Oof, sounds complicated.

*computer loading circle*

Wait, you almost dated your roommate??

….Yeahhhhh?? I know, I knowww. Stupid of me.

{he doesn’t even bother defending it.}

But he's a guy????

{Hoshi had been at Nevermore for too long that he forgot it wasn’t normal during the time he was alive to date men.}

…well. Right. Um. Apparently dating the same sex is kinda.. in. It’s more acceptable here.

Eh? Even with all the people from ages ago??

okay, well,, some people are still sorting through it. Some still aren’t okay with it. A few are having crises about it.

all of the above.. yada yada.. It’s.. like the world’s most culture-shocked melting pot, if that makes any sense.

Yeah, that makes sense.

{he nods, then groans about something for a moment, gritting his teeth.}

What's wrong?

Just a sec… right.. I’m good now. {he tries to shake his absent leg out to not much avail.}

...?

phantom pains.. er.. because the leg.

Ohh. Does it hurt a lot?

Sometimes because nerves and stuff.. aughh..

Are you nervous?

huh? {he tilts his head in confusion.}

Does it hurt right now because you're nervous?

..I dunno if those are correlated but yeah it kind of does.

You said it's bad sometimes because of nerves...

oh! No. No no. I mean like.. nerves! Like your nervous system. The things in your body that feel and react to stuff.

Ah, nervos!

Yeaah! Pretty much.

Is it hard to move around a lot?

sort of. It’s already kind of difficult but then there’s some days where it’s especially bad.

Probably can't play football, huh?

Yeah, not really. I was always more of a throwing sports kid than a kicking one anyway.

Which sport's your favorite?

Baseball, I’ve got a hell of a swing with a bat.

{he grins proudly, doing a pantomime of a bat swing motion.}

Ooh... [She's trying to look interested and probably not succeeding.]

Pfft. {he catches on quite immediately. Probably the first hint he ever got.}

What?

Sorry for boring you, heh. You don’t have to pretend.

Ah...sorry.

don’t be, it’s funny.

Hah, "funny".

{he grins awkwardly, hoping that was just playful sarcasm rather than her making fun of him.}

Did you play a lot?

sorta? I wasn’t exactly a professional, but it was a good time passer with me and my friends.

Oh.

Racing was more of my profession.

Did you do any sports?

*her face lights up* Football!

{he rubs his eyes in some hypothetical annoyance.}

please tell me you mean the interesting kind and not the American Super Bowl kind..

*she laughs* The interesting kind, of course!

thank GOODNESS.

now.. {he grins.}

Didya do it professionally or is it just for fun? Favorite position for it?

Professional midfielder here! *she stands proudly*

Daaaamn, that takes guts.

win any awards?

Dunno, there's a lot I don't remember.

Ahh, I see. Heh, keep me updated though.

Sure. Uhh, what's your name?

…… OH.

{the revelation that he never told the stranger his name just hit him like a truck. Or, in his case, like debris from a race car exploding.}

I’m Hoshi Takeda. {he does some cheesy finger guns.}

I'm Cícera Teixeira. Nice to meetcha.

Nice to meet you too!!

You're certainly nicer than some of the people I've met so far.

oh damn.. {he laughs at this with an expression as though he just got gut punched}

Ahh, dude, i think you should get excited then because there’s definitely nicer people here, I’m middle of the road.

Ey, don't sell yourself short. You've been pretty friendly.

Pftt, thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.

*she shrugs* Eh, not like I'd care if I was.

riiiiighhhht, heh. {he nudges.}

Hm?

Just teasing.

*she tilts her head in confusion*

Because why wouldn’t you care hehe

Because it doesn't matter. [She says this as if it's somewhat obvious.]

{he decides to drop it, then looks around like an idiot because he doesn’t know what else to say.}

You hungry?

Now that you mention it.. yeah. Are you hungry too?

Yup.

well, let’s bounce then. Wouldn’t wanna wait for too long.

Aye aye, captain!

{they dart off to the kitchen.}

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

[ She stared at the prosthetic for just a second too long before clearing her throat. ]

"Well anyway..."

[ They leaned in a little closer than they were before. ]

"How have things been with your roommate? Hehehe..."

[ Ulalume twirled a strand of her hair as she grinned.

It didn't really feel like lighthearted smile, though. It felt more like she was baring her teeth as an animal would. ]

{he scowled.}

Wouldn’t know. Haven’t spoken to him in a while.

#🛞// IM FUCKIN GIGGLING

[Cícera is looking around the academy, peering out the windows and into random rooms.]

-- @cicera-nevermore

the view’s nice, yeah?

{a man stands in the hall, spiked up dark hair with the worst frosted tips you’ve ever seen. Who is this man’s barber wtf. He grins at the newcomer.}

Yeah, sometimes. This place is kinda lame though.

it’s the people that really make the place. I just saw five people sword fighting in the hallway an hour ago. {he shrugs.}

*she raises an eyebrow* Five people? All at once?

yeah. {probably not the first time he’s heard that.}

I don’t thinkkkk they got hurt? I mean a guy lost a thumb but, hey, who needs ‘em. I don’t need my leg… I guess.. { he wraps his fist onto the metal prosthetic leg.}

Ooh. Did you lose it somehow or were you born like that?

{Hoshi shrugs.}

Woah... I don't remember how I died. You were a race car driver?

Hell yeah I was! Part of the Cali Bracket from ‘96 to 99. … but, ah, sorry you don’t remember how you passed, dude.

Eh, dying young probably isn't a good memory anyway.

And hey, I'm from 1995!

Damn, outlived you just a bit. It’s cool to meet more people from the 90s though. Some of these guys are so.. ancient. Some of them are from the 1800s, and that shit is absurd to me..

That's insane!

Mhm.. heard rumors theres some people from the revolutionary war. It’s wack.

promise me you won’t be all fuddy duddy like those old prudes, will ya?

Oi, don't be mean to them. *she smacks his arm playfully*

It’s not unwarranted, dude.. some farm girl hit me with a shovel !

*she gives him a cheeky grin* You sure you didn't deserve it?

.. {he takes a moment to reflect, before doubling down}

Definitely not. She’s friends with the guy that I.. er. She’s friends with my former roommate so i definitely didn’t deserve it. {he huffs his chest.}

Uhh, I'm not sure that's a good enough reason. If anything, it sounds more like you deserved it now.

If you knew the full context, you’d be on my side, dude.

{he says, not giving any context.}

Okay, sooo... what's the context?

I almost dated my roommate but he couldn’t let his ex from life go and I didn’t wanna be a rebound or something like that. ..i think I’m skipping a few details.

Oof, sounds complicated.

*computer loading circle*

Wait, you almost dated your roommate??

….Yeahhhhh?? I know, I knowww. Stupid of me.

{he doesn’t even bother defending it.}

But he's a guy????

{Hoshi had been at Nevermore for too long that he forgot it wasn’t normal during the time he was alive to date men.}

…well. Right. Um. Apparently dating the same sex is kinda.. in. It’s more acceptable here.

Eh? Even with all the people from ages ago??

okay, well,, some people are still sorting through it. Some still aren’t okay with it. A few are having crises about it.

all of the above.. yada yada.. It’s.. like the world’s most culture-shocked melting pot, if that makes any sense.

Yeah, that makes sense.

{he nods, then groans about something for a moment, gritting his teeth.}

What's wrong?

Just a sec… right.. I’m good now. {he tries to shake his absent leg out to not much avail.}

...?

phantom pains.. er.. because the leg.

Ohh. Does it hurt a lot?

Sometimes because nerves and stuff.. aughh..

Are you nervous?

huh? {he tilts his head in confusion.}

Does it hurt right now because you're nervous?

..I dunno if those are correlated but yeah it kind of does.

You said it's bad sometimes because of nerves...

oh! No. No no. I mean like.. nerves! Like your nervous system. The things in your body that feel and react to stuff.

Ah, nervos!

Yeaah! Pretty much.

Is it hard to move around a lot?

sort of. It’s already kind of difficult but then there’s some days where it’s especially bad.

Probably can't play football, huh?

Yeah, not really. I was always more of a throwing sports kid than a kicking one anyway.

Which sport's your favorite?

Baseball, I’ve got a hell of a swing with a bat.

{he grins proudly, doing a pantomime of a bat swing motion.}

Ooh... [She's trying to look interested and probably not succeeding.]

Pfft. {he catches on quite immediately. Probably the first hint he ever got.}

What?

Sorry for boring you, heh. You don’t have to pretend.

Ah...sorry.

don’t be, it’s funny.

Hah, "funny".

{he grins awkwardly, hoping that was just playful sarcasm rather than her making fun of him.}

Did you play a lot?

sorta? I wasn’t exactly a professional, but it was a good time passer with me and my friends.

Oh.

Racing was more of my profession.

Did you do any sports?

*her face lights up* Football!

{he rubs his eyes in some hypothetical annoyance.}

please tell me you mean the interesting kind and not the American Super Bowl kind..

*she laughs* The interesting kind, of course!

thank GOODNESS.

now.. {he grins.}

Didya do it professionally or is it just for fun? Favorite position for it?

Professional midfielder here! *she stands proudly*

Daaaamn, that takes guts.

win any awards?

Dunno, there's a lot I don't remember.

Ahh, I see. Heh, keep me updated though.

Sure. Uhh, what's your name?

…… OH.

{the revelation that he never told the stranger his name just hit him like a truck. Or, in his case, like debris from a race car exploding.}

I’m Hoshi Takeda. {he does some cheesy finger guns.}

I'm Cícera Teixeira. Nice to meetcha.

Nice to meet you too!!

You're certainly nicer than some of the people I've met so far.

oh damn.. {he laughs at this with an expression as though he just got gut punched}

Ahh, dude, i think you should get excited then because there’s definitely nicer people here, I’m middle of the road.

Ey, don't sell yourself short. You've been pretty friendly.

Pftt, thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.

*she shrugs* Eh, not like I'd care if I was.

riiiiighhhht, heh. {he nudges.}

Hm?

Just teasing.

*she tilts her head in confusion*

Because why wouldn’t you care hehe

Because it doesn't matter. [She says this as if it's somewhat obvious.]

{he decides to drop it, then looks around like an idiot because he doesn’t know what else to say.}

You hungry?

Now that you mention it.. yeah. Are you hungry too?

Yup.

well, let’s bounce then. Wouldn’t wanna wait for too long.

[Cícera is looking around the academy, peering out the windows and into random rooms.]

-- @cicera-nevermore

the view’s nice, yeah?

{a man stands in the hall, spiked up dark hair with the worst frosted tips you’ve ever seen. Who is this man’s barber wtf. He grins at the newcomer.}

Yeah, sometimes. This place is kinda lame though.

it’s the people that really make the place. I just saw five people sword fighting in the hallway an hour ago. {he shrugs.}

*she raises an eyebrow* Five people? All at once?

yeah. {probably not the first time he’s heard that.}

I don’t thinkkkk they got hurt? I mean a guy lost a thumb but, hey, who needs ‘em. I don’t need my leg… I guess.. { he wraps his fist onto the metal prosthetic leg.}

Ooh. Did you lose it somehow or were you born like that?

{Hoshi shrugs.}

Woah... I don't remember how I died. You were a race car driver?

Hell yeah I was! Part of the Cali Bracket from ‘96 to 99. … but, ah, sorry you don’t remember how you passed, dude.

Eh, dying young probably isn't a good memory anyway.

And hey, I'm from 1995!

Damn, outlived you just a bit. It’s cool to meet more people from the 90s though. Some of these guys are so.. ancient. Some of them are from the 1800s, and that shit is absurd to me..

That's insane!

Mhm.. heard rumors theres some people from the revolutionary war. It’s wack.

promise me you won’t be all fuddy duddy like those old prudes, will ya?

Oi, don't be mean to them. *she smacks his arm playfully*

It’s not unwarranted, dude.. some farm girl hit me with a shovel !

*she gives him a cheeky grin* You sure you didn't deserve it?

.. {he takes a moment to reflect, before doubling down}

Definitely not. She’s friends with the guy that I.. er. She’s friends with my former roommate so i definitely didn’t deserve it. {he huffs his chest.}

Uhh, I'm not sure that's a good enough reason. If anything, it sounds more like you deserved it now.

If you knew the full context, you’d be on my side, dude.

{he says, not giving any context.}

Okay, sooo... what's the context?

I almost dated my roommate but he couldn’t let his ex from life go and I didn’t wanna be a rebound or something like that. ..i think I’m skipping a few details.

Oof, sounds complicated.

*computer loading circle*

Wait, you almost dated your roommate??

….Yeahhhhh?? I know, I knowww. Stupid of me.

{he doesn’t even bother defending it.}

But he's a guy????

{Hoshi had been at Nevermore for too long that he forgot it wasn’t normal during the time he was alive to date men.}

…well. Right. Um. Apparently dating the same sex is kinda.. in. It’s more acceptable here.

Eh? Even with all the people from ages ago??

okay, well,, some people are still sorting through it. Some still aren’t okay with it. A few are having crises about it.

all of the above.. yada yada.. It’s.. like the world’s most culture-shocked melting pot, if that makes any sense.

Yeah, that makes sense.

{he nods, then groans about something for a moment, gritting his teeth.}

What's wrong?

Just a sec… right.. I’m good now. {he tries to shake his absent leg out to not much avail.}

...?

phantom pains.. er.. because the leg.

Ohh. Does it hurt a lot?

Sometimes because nerves and stuff.. aughh..

Are you nervous?

huh? {he tilts his head in confusion.}

Does it hurt right now because you're nervous?

..I dunno if those are correlated but yeah it kind of does.

You said it's bad sometimes because of nerves...

oh! No. No no. I mean like.. nerves! Like your nervous system. The things in your body that feel and react to stuff.

Ah, nervos!

Yeaah! Pretty much.

Is it hard to move around a lot?

sort of. It’s already kind of difficult but then there’s some days where it’s especially bad.

Probably can't play football, huh?

Yeah, not really. I was always more of a throwing sports kid than a kicking one anyway.

Which sport's your favorite?

Baseball, I’ve got a hell of a swing with a bat.

{he grins proudly, doing a pantomime of a bat swing motion.}

Ooh... [She's trying to look interested and probably not succeeding.]

Pfft. {he catches on quite immediately. Probably the first hint he ever got.}

What?

Sorry for boring you, heh. You don’t have to pretend.

Ah...sorry.

don’t be, it’s funny.

Hah, "funny".

{he grins awkwardly, hoping that was just playful sarcasm rather than her making fun of him.}

Did you play a lot?

sorta? I wasn’t exactly a professional, but it was a good time passer with me and my friends.

Oh.

Racing was more of my profession.

Did you do any sports?

*her face lights up* Football!

{he rubs his eyes in some hypothetical annoyance.}

please tell me you mean the interesting kind and not the American Super Bowl kind..

*she laughs* The interesting kind, of course!

thank GOODNESS.

now.. {he grins.}

Didya do it professionally or is it just for fun? Favorite position for it?

Professional midfielder here! *she stands proudly*

Daaaamn, that takes guts.

win any awards?

Dunno, there's a lot I don't remember.

Ahh, I see. Heh, keep me updated though.

Sure. Uhh, what's your name?

…… OH.

{the revelation that he never told the stranger his name just hit him like a truck. Or, in his case, like debris from a race car exploding.}

I’m Hoshi Takeda. {he does some cheesy finger guns.}

I'm Cícera Teixeira. Nice to meetcha.

Nice to meet you too!!

You're certainly nicer than some of the people I've met so far.

oh damn.. {he laughs at this with an expression as though he just got gut punched}

Ahh, dude, i think you should get excited then because there’s definitely nicer people here, I’m middle of the road.

Ey, don't sell yourself short. You've been pretty friendly.

Pftt, thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.

*she shrugs* Eh, not like I'd care if I was.

riiiiighhhht, heh. {he nudges.}

Hm?

Just teasing.

*she tilts her head in confusion*

Because why wouldn’t you care hehe

Because it doesn't matter. [She says this as if it's somewhat obvious.]

{he decides to drop it, then looks around like an idiot because he doesn’t know what else to say.}

You hungry?

Now that you mention it.. yeah. Are you hungry too?

"Hello hello hellooOOo!"

[ Ulalume had appeared in the crowded dining hall, standing right in front of Hoshi. It was like she had materialized out of thin air.

It was 8:30 in the morning, which was way too early for whatever they were up to this time. ]

"Hoshi! How have you been? (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)"

- @i-love-ulalume

AUGH.

Hi.. Ulalume.. you’re in a good mood..?

I’ve been.. well, I’ve been better..

{his fist knocks at the side of his metal leg.}

#nevermore oc

[Cícera is looking around the academy, peering out the windows and into random rooms.]

-- @cicera-nevermore

the view’s nice, yeah?

{a man stands in the hall, spiked up dark hair with the worst frosted tips you’ve ever seen. Who is this man’s barber wtf. He grins at the newcomer.}

Yeah, sometimes. This place is kinda lame though.

it’s the people that really make the place. I just saw five people sword fighting in the hallway an hour ago. {he shrugs.}

*she raises an eyebrow* Five people? All at once?

yeah. {probably not the first time he’s heard that.}

I don’t thinkkkk they got hurt? I mean a guy lost a thumb but, hey, who needs ‘em. I don’t need my leg… I guess.. { he wraps his fist onto the metal prosthetic leg.}

Ooh. Did you lose it somehow or were you born like that?

{Hoshi shrugs.}

Woah... I don't remember how I died. You were a race car driver?

Hell yeah I was! Part of the Cali Bracket from ‘96 to 99. … but, ah, sorry you don’t remember how you passed, dude.

Eh, dying young probably isn't a good memory anyway.

And hey, I'm from 1995!

Damn, outlived you just a bit. It’s cool to meet more people from the 90s though. Some of these guys are so.. ancient. Some of them are from the 1800s, and that shit is absurd to me..

That's insane!

Mhm.. heard rumors theres some people from the revolutionary war. It’s wack.

promise me you won’t be all fuddy duddy like those old prudes, will ya?

Oi, don't be mean to them. *she smacks his arm playfully*

It’s not unwarranted, dude.. some farm girl hit me with a shovel !

*she gives him a cheeky grin* You sure you didn't deserve it?

.. {he takes a moment to reflect, before doubling down}

Definitely not. She’s friends with the guy that I.. er. She’s friends with my former roommate so i definitely didn’t deserve it. {he huffs his chest.}

Uhh, I'm not sure that's a good enough reason. If anything, it sounds more like you deserved it now.

If you knew the full context, you’d be on my side, dude.

{he says, not giving any context.}

Okay, sooo... what's the context?

I almost dated my roommate but he couldn’t let his ex from life go and I didn’t wanna be a rebound or something like that. ..i think I’m skipping a few details.

Oof, sounds complicated.

*computer loading circle*

Wait, you almost dated your roommate??

….Yeahhhhh?? I know, I knowww. Stupid of me.

{he doesn’t even bother defending it.}

But he's a guy????

{Hoshi had been at Nevermore for too long that he forgot it wasn’t normal during the time he was alive to date men.}

…well. Right. Um. Apparently dating the same sex is kinda.. in. It’s more acceptable here.

Eh? Even with all the people from ages ago??

okay, well,, some people are still sorting through it. Some still aren’t okay with it. A few are having crises about it.

all of the above.. yada yada.. It’s.. like the world’s most culture-shocked melting pot, if that makes any sense.

Yeah, that makes sense.

{he nods, then groans about something for a moment, gritting his teeth.}

What's wrong?

Just a sec… right.. I’m good now. {he tries to shake his absent leg out to not much avail.}

...?

phantom pains.. er.. because the leg.

Ohh. Does it hurt a lot?

Sometimes because nerves and stuff.. aughh..

Are you nervous?

huh? {he tilts his head in confusion.}

Does it hurt right now because you're nervous?

..I dunno if those are correlated but yeah it kind of does.

You said it's bad sometimes because of nerves...

oh! No. No no. I mean like.. nerves! Like your nervous system. The things in your body that feel and react to stuff.

Ah, nervos!

Yeaah! Pretty much.

Is it hard to move around a lot?

sort of. It’s already kind of difficult but then there’s some days where it’s especially bad.

Probably can't play football, huh?

Yeah, not really. I was always more of a throwing sports kid than a kicking one anyway.

Which sport's your favorite?

Baseball, I’ve got a hell of a swing with a bat.

{he grins proudly, doing a pantomime of a bat swing motion.}

Ooh... [She's trying to look interested and probably not succeeding.]

Pfft. {he catches on quite immediately. Probably the first hint he ever got.}

What?

Sorry for boring you, heh. You don’t have to pretend.

Ah...sorry.

don’t be, it’s funny.

Hah, "funny".

{he grins awkwardly, hoping that was just playful sarcasm rather than her making fun of him.}

Did you play a lot?

sorta? I wasn’t exactly a professional, but it was a good time passer with me and my friends.

Oh.

Racing was more of my profession.

Did you do any sports?

*her face lights up* Football!

{he rubs his eyes in some hypothetical annoyance.}

please tell me you mean the interesting kind and not the American Super Bowl kind..

*she laughs* The interesting kind, of course!

thank GOODNESS.

now.. {he grins.}

Didya do it professionally or is it just for fun? Favorite position for it?

Professional midfielder here! *she stands proudly*

Daaaamn, that takes guts.

win any awards?

Dunno, there's a lot I don't remember.

Ahh, I see. Heh, keep me updated though.

Sure. Uhh, what's your name?

…… OH.

{the revelation that he never told the stranger his name just hit him like a truck. Or, in his case, like debris from a race car exploding.}

I’m Hoshi Takeda. {he does some cheesy finger guns.}

I'm Cícera Teixeira. Nice to meetcha.

Nice to meet you too!!

You're certainly nicer than some of the people I've met so far.

oh damn.. {he laughs at this with an expression as though he just got gut punched}

Ahh, dude, i think you should get excited then because there’s definitely nicer people here, I’m middle of the road.

Ey, don't sell yourself short. You've been pretty friendly.

Pftt, thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.

*she shrugs* Eh, not like I'd care if I was.

riiiiighhhht, heh. {he nudges.}

Hm?

Just teasing.

*she tilts her head in confusion*

Because why wouldn’t you care hehe

Because it doesn't matter. [She says this as if it's somewhat obvious.]

{he decides to drop it, then looks around like an idiot because he doesn’t know what else to say.}

[Cícera is looking around the academy, peering out the windows and into random rooms.]

-- @cicera-nevermore

the view’s nice, yeah?

{a man stands in the hall, spiked up dark hair with the worst frosted tips you’ve ever seen. Who is this man’s barber wtf. He grins at the newcomer.}

Yeah, sometimes. This place is kinda lame though.

it’s the people that really make the place. I just saw five people sword fighting in the hallway an hour ago. {he shrugs.}

*she raises an eyebrow* Five people? All at once?

yeah. {probably not the first time he’s heard that.}

I don’t thinkkkk they got hurt? I mean a guy lost a thumb but, hey, who needs ‘em. I don’t need my leg… I guess.. { he wraps his fist onto the metal prosthetic leg.}

Ooh. Did you lose it somehow or were you born like that?

{Hoshi shrugs.}

Woah... I don't remember how I died. You were a race car driver?

Hell yeah I was! Part of the Cali Bracket from ‘96 to 99. … but, ah, sorry you don’t remember how you passed, dude.

Eh, dying young probably isn't a good memory anyway.

And hey, I'm from 1995!

Damn, outlived you just a bit. It’s cool to meet more people from the 90s though. Some of these guys are so.. ancient. Some of them are from the 1800s, and that shit is absurd to me..

That's insane!

Mhm.. heard rumors theres some people from the revolutionary war. It’s wack.

promise me you won’t be all fuddy duddy like those old prudes, will ya?

Oi, don't be mean to them. *she smacks his arm playfully*

It’s not unwarranted, dude.. some farm girl hit me with a shovel !

*she gives him a cheeky grin* You sure you didn't deserve it?

.. {he takes a moment to reflect, before doubling down}

Definitely not. She’s friends with the guy that I.. er. She’s friends with my former roommate so i definitely didn’t deserve it. {he huffs his chest.}

Uhh, I'm not sure that's a good enough reason. If anything, it sounds more like you deserved it now.

If you knew the full context, you’d be on my side, dude.

{he says, not giving any context.}

Okay, sooo... what's the context?

I almost dated my roommate but he couldn’t let his ex from life go and I didn’t wanna be a rebound or something like that. ..i think I’m skipping a few details.

Oof, sounds complicated.

*computer loading circle*

Wait, you almost dated your roommate??

….Yeahhhhh?? I know, I knowww. Stupid of me.

{he doesn’t even bother defending it.}

But he's a guy????

{Hoshi had been at Nevermore for too long that he forgot it wasn’t normal during the time he was alive to date men.}

…well. Right. Um. Apparently dating the same sex is kinda.. in. It’s more acceptable here.

Eh? Even with all the people from ages ago??

okay, well,, some people are still sorting through it. Some still aren’t okay with it. A few are having crises about it.

all of the above.. yada yada.. It’s.. like the world’s most culture-shocked melting pot, if that makes any sense.

Yeah, that makes sense.

{he nods, then groans about something for a moment, gritting his teeth.}

What's wrong?

Just a sec… right.. I’m good now. {he tries to shake his absent leg out to not much avail.}

...?

phantom pains.. er.. because the leg.

Ohh. Does it hurt a lot?

Sometimes because nerves and stuff.. aughh..

Are you nervous?

huh? {he tilts his head in confusion.}

Does it hurt right now because you're nervous?

..I dunno if those are correlated but yeah it kind of does.

You said it's bad sometimes because of nerves...

oh! No. No no. I mean like.. nerves! Like your nervous system. The things in your body that feel and react to stuff.

Ah, nervos!

Yeaah! Pretty much.

Is it hard to move around a lot?

sort of. It’s already kind of difficult but then there’s some days where it’s especially bad.

Probably can't play football, huh?

Yeah, not really. I was always more of a throwing sports kid than a kicking one anyway.

Which sport's your favorite?

Baseball, I’ve got a hell of a swing with a bat.

{he grins proudly, doing a pantomime of a bat swing motion.}

Ooh... [She's trying to look interested and probably not succeeding.]

Pfft. {he catches on quite immediately. Probably the first hint he ever got.}

What?

Sorry for boring you, heh. You don’t have to pretend.

Ah...sorry.

don’t be, it’s funny.

Hah, "funny".

{he grins awkwardly, hoping that was just playful sarcasm rather than her making fun of him.}

Did you play a lot?

sorta? I wasn’t exactly a professional, but it was a good time passer with me and my friends.

Oh.

Racing was more of my profession.

Did you do any sports?

*her face lights up* Football!

{he rubs his eyes in some hypothetical annoyance.}

please tell me you mean the interesting kind and not the American Super Bowl kind..

*she laughs* The interesting kind, of course!

thank GOODNESS.

now.. {he grins.}

Didya do it professionally or is it just for fun? Favorite position for it?

Professional midfielder here! *she stands proudly*

Daaaamn, that takes guts.

win any awards?

Dunno, there's a lot I don't remember.

Ahh, I see. Heh, keep me updated though.

Sure. Uhh, what's your name?

…… OH.

{the revelation that he never told the stranger his name just hit him like a truck. Or, in his case, like debris from a race car exploding.}

I’m Hoshi Takeda. {he does some cheesy finger guns.}

I'm Cícera Teixeira. Nice to meetcha.

Nice to meet you too!!

You're certainly nicer than some of the people I've met so far.

oh damn.. {he laughs at this with an expression as though he just got gut punched}

Ahh, dude, i think you should get excited then because there’s definitely nicer people here, I’m middle of the road.

Ey, don't sell yourself short. You've been pretty friendly.

Pftt, thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.

*she shrugs* Eh, not like I'd care if I was.

riiiiighhhht, heh. {he nudges.}

Hm?

Just teasing.

*she tilts her head in confusion*