#salixri

[kurisu-labmem004-archived-blog]

But the question is does she like sweet tea or coffee?

" I don't mind sweet tea. Mayuri introduced me to her favourite type of tea a while ago. However, I prefer coffee because it helps me focus on my experiments. These days... I need it the most. "

[kyouma-labmem001]

Maho is simply going to hold onto the sleeve of his dress shirt. that's probably as close as she will come to holding his hand for the time being, mostly out of sheer embaresesment.

He’s surprised, honestly. He was used to tsundere tendencies, of hidden sentiments and guarded behaviors - mementos of an eternity he only lived.His time with Kurisu was little more than a dream. And still he had experienced those hours, days, weeks, which left an undeniable mark upon him.The small hand clutching at his sleeve made him think of that of a small child - or of Mayuri - looking for comfort.

“... Is everything alright?”

[kurisu-labmem004-archived-blog]

"I swear dealing with professor Leskinen is almost like hearding a cat at time."

Kurisu couldn’t prevent a giggle from exiting her lips. She could understand where Maho came from. After all, the red-haired girl had to deal with Leskinen’s antics every day, too. But she already got used to them. Her respect towards the professor was more important than anything else.“ Seems like he likes teasing you. You two get along really well! “

[hxckingintothegxte]

"you seem… like a person. and that’s great."

@salixri​

“Hiyajo-san?” Okabe can only really give her an odd stare for a moment. Well, he did indeed have blood in his veins, a beating heart and all of the normal functions and organs that came with such a thing. Was this her attempting a compliment? Was she just rather startled by him at this moment? 

“Y-you also seem like a person too, Hiyajo-san?” Was this how you spoke to people normally? Did he miss a memo or something? 

Were all genius girls this off when it came to social interactions?! 

[bearxclaws-blog]

🐻 — @salixri / starter call

“Okay, listen.  .  .” The brunette stooped down and wrapped an arm around the short woman’s shoulders, heads together so their voices wouldn’t be heard by the man standing behind the game booth. “These things are rigged. Worked at a weird little circus for a while before I got my current job. I know a thing or two about rigged games. Thing is, I don’t know how they’ve messed with this one. So I’m gonna been about fifteen dollars so I can keep trying ‘cause I am gonna get that damn bear!”

[kyouma-labmem001]

"I still have no idea what @Channeler is. But from the looks of things its Some kind of weird meme site, right?"

“You can describe it that way, yeah. @Channel’s where every meme surfaces before reaching other websites. There are subcategories allowing to chat about different subjects, too, although I... don’t recommend visiting it.”

[feytouched-blog]

“Are you trying to get someone to punch you?” Belladonna

Language Barrier || { @salixri }

Eyebrows furrowed in confusion as the oracle studied the other,  trying to figure out just what exactly they were talking about, “I hadn’t planned on it, no?”

Clearly they were on two different topics, but in all honesty, she didn’t know for sure. Everything was so complicated in this language, not to mention to myriads of different dialects that occupied it-although she was very certain she had gotten the accent down at least. 

Looking back down to the small book in her hand, Belladonna sighed, eyes scanning her phrase book once more. She had just asked where the closest market was, but perhaps there was something more to this. Were honorifics needed or perhaps-

Hm?

“Oh…I see.” With a small nod of understanding, Belladonna closed the book shut with a soft thud.  Well, she had certainly made of fool of herself, but it was too late to take back whatever she had said now. Sighing the woman shook her head in defeat,  “ What a difference a vowel makes.”