#sunhalf

[4everfour]

@sunhalf said: "why are you so rude to me?" can you imagine aika talking to any of these people. well i'm asking you to

Four stiffens. She's not really aware of the fact she's being rude--but Four is Four and she has two ways of doing things. She's either silly and goofy, a girl taking what little bouts of freedom she's permitted, or she's the weapon who razes cities with her mobile suit and the Newtype abilities planted within her. Right now she thinks she's being Four-the-girl but maybe she's being bad at it? She frowns and chews on the inside of her cheek.

"I'm jealous," she says suddenly and decisively and at that moment the nature of the feeling is made known to her. Aika is very pretty and has a lot of things Four wants: cute clothes, cute makeup, the ability to simply be a cute girl. All Four gets is her mass of shapeless robe over the red jumpsuit she wears and a single tube of lilac lipstick some scientist must've given her shortly after her initial conditioning (she doesn't remember -- but she has it, and she doubts Murasame Labs would have allowed her to have anything from her previous life on her person for fear of reawakening her memories, so that's the only explanation she can come up with).

She blinks at the mess of false lashes on the desk, the shades of rouge, the sparkly eyeshadows. Four picks up a stray brush and throws it at the wall. It falls lifelessly onto the plush plush Barbie-pink floor. "I'm jealous of you, Aika!!" There's a happiness in her voice too, at being able to identify some new-to-her feeling, another small autonomy she's granted. Even though it's such an ugly, ugly feeling.

[puppetrys]

@sunhalf, for daria may : it’s not that he means to be nosey.    but they’re all on the counter,    so fumi can’t help but pick up a few bottles to read them better.    ❝    wow,    you have a lot of different products!    ❞    there’s not a bit of judgement in his voice——    more like awe,    wonder, genuine excitement——    because fumi’s only got around four steps in his own routine on a leisurely day.    (    in a rush?    make it two!    )    ❝    i haven’t even heard of some of these before    ...    ❞    the next bottle she picks up is only in her hands for a second——    before it’s promptly put down with wide eyes.    ❝    and i’ve definitely——    never seen this outside of a big makeup store!    ❞

[huntskaiju]

@sunhalf ( for soma ) :// the chamber opens before long, the vacuum unsealing with a soft pop—— suited writes down the time, 01:24 am, then turns with a big smile. ❝ soma! good morning, how was your nap? ❞ it's probably the closest way to describe the dispersal, the death-and-revival. ( sometimes, they worry she won't make it back. isn't that why sagan lets her do this? ) ❝ you were gone for about an hour. everything intact? nothing missing? ❞ not that something has disappeared before, but—— just in case.

[ruinedheart-a]

@sunhalf was here today, as well. he's not sure what the connection was / wasn't his place to ask questions — but regardless, cain is grateful for it. the job required seamless intermingling with the company, so it wouldn't be too outlandish for him to break away from his partner's side ( the other was too preoccupied with their own pleasures to notice ) to engage with her. ❛ i’m sorry for speaking out of turn, but i’m happy to see you. ❜ and he truly was, evident in his quiet smile and the bashful way be couldn't quite maintain her gaze. he really shouldn't be doing this but — he wanted to talk with her. in a quieter voice, he confesses ❛ i've missed you. ❜

[heartinhands]

@sunhalf you asked for it!!

In a fickle but perhaps not entirely unexpected bout of generosity, the Golden Witch had opened up the Golden Land to visitors, welcoming them, questioning them, hearing more of the world beyond. There had been a time when she could flit amongst universes like the golden butterflies she commands, but that mirror Kinzo kept on the island had weakened her power drastically, so she had to invite people in.

This guest is particularly amusing, her hair white as snow, and her ogling behavior -- that sense of brimming darkness haloing her otherwise bright light. Furniture is doomed to live a sad life no matter the universe -- an inescapable fate. But for the Golden Witch, who presides over fate, who refuses to let the dice fall from her hands...this is a simple matter.

The tea she has selected for this guest is black currant, the tanginess offset thanks to a single rose petal floating in their tea cups. And, for the pastry, delicate lemon tea cakes sit arranged on a platter, their crusts laced with flaky frosting.

"I like to think that I am quite talented at reading people: a witch who has lived for a thousand years does not get this far without learning to discern others' body language. We learn very quickly who is friend and foe. And of course, we also discover who to manipulate and use." She giggles lightly into her teacup. "I believe this may be a shared experience, Aika. But--I mention this to say that I like to try and match guests to tea profiles based off of initial impressions. So you'll have to let me know if it is not to your liking."

[spirestar]

@sunhalf / ashley and ethan!

"Bodyguard?" Ethan hisses softly, eyes widening as he ducks back outside of the grocery store behind Ashley. The owner, a little old woman he's only met once before raises an eyebrow. The little bell rings, signaling their exit. "Do I know you?" Luckily, the little basket on his arm is empty. He never gets to go anywhere without someone tailing him. Ethan knows this well--But usually they don't talk to him! "What's going on?" Maybe it's a lie, maybe she's one of those people from the other groups chasing him down, like Chris's coworkers are always trying to scare he and Mia into believing, someone he should run away from as fast as he can. But--what if something happened to Mia? Or their home? It's the first time he's been able to go out in ages, but if she's in danger--The words all but rush out of him: "Did something happen?"

[villainspeech]

@sunhalf asked: Nuzzling their face with HER FACE, Mei chirps, "Baobeeeeiiiiii ~!"

"wha—" red son isn't exactly able to do anything about the way she nuzzles her face against his — or he doesn't want to, although that's not something he's too keen on readily admitting. as it is, he lets her get away with it, their face scrunched in response, their cheeks warm.

"you're so—" endearing, sweet, adorable "—annoying," he protests without truly protesting. but it's not like he's making a move to push her away; even where his hands are on her ( one on her shoulder, one on her forearm ), his fingers are clasped around her. he even presses his face against hers just a little, stealing a brush of their lips against her cheek.

[fatedefyd]

   @sunhalf​​ foretold :  mei vc can i pweeeeeeeease see the baby pictures.  i'll be so normal about them i swear.  pweeeeeaaassseeee.

   ❝ fine. ❞  His mother relents with a groan, pushing the green-themed warrior back into her seat with a small gust. 

         She can see why her son is unable to be rid of himself of this girl :  once she has her eyes on something, Mei seems like the kind of person who won’t stop until she gets what she’s after.  Admirable.  Annoying, but admirable, and it vaguely reminds Iron Fan of a certain Bull King when they were younger...

   ❝ sit here, i’ll go pick one. ❞  Horned demon commands, moreso in a condescending way one would speak to their niece than an adversary.  

   ❝ and don’t break anything while i’m gone, or you’ll be gone. understand ? ❞