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@yowonkou logged in!
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes.
Chiaki loses track of how long she stares at Chihiro. If not for the iron grip on her handheld, it certainly would’ve met the floor. Instead she shakes herself out of her daze, game dropped into her pocket as she crosses the floor in approach.
This should be impossible and she knows it. Yet here she is, a soft smile on her face and hands that gently reach and take his.
“ ... I never thought I would be able to meet you. ”
@yowonkou !
he’s still trying to get used to the city’s infrastructure, navigating the streets as only one of his size can. granted, there’s still far too many places here where his only option to travel is simply “try not to get stepped on”, but he’s trying his best nonetheless.
today is one day, though, where perhaps his best isn’t good enough. kenta had too many close calls today, with the sheer amount of on-foot traffic creating something not unlike a minefield for one of his stature. of course, he was able to see the danger coming, powerless though he was to stop it outside of simple dodging, but he knew there was a silver lining to such a hazard.
namely, the fact that his destination was approaching soon.
before arrival in the quiet little back entrance to his favourite shop, there remained one final obstacle; thankfully, this was something he’d trained for by reading all sorts of books.
“ HEY YOU BIG... PERSON! Can you move yer feet so I can get through?! ” oops. that didn’t come out right at all! “ U-um. Sorry... can you please move out of the way so I can slide through? Or... perhaps help me up off the ground so I don’t die? ”
Skull-king around (Closed - Chihiro)
Truth be told: moseying about in a human town he barely knew and actually helping them instead of, say - stealing powers or being a nuisance rival as he would normally do - was not something Schezo Wedgey was all that used to. Nor did he feel he would ever truly be used to it after so long with a life of dark magic and dark actions which he had been fated to.
Despite that, some part of him felt...strangely happy. To be assisting and helping, not doing what he normally did: but he shook such thoughts aside, for a Dark Mage was fated to such actions. He couldn’t get used to it, this was just a temporary thing. With his tainted hands? He had done many a dark thing, and was the ‘Dark Mage’ - helping a few did not fix this.
A loud rattling distracted his attentions - oho? Ah, now there was a rare sight, even in the Dark World: walking skeletons. They seemed distracted by something else, trying to clatter into a out-of-the-way area - a perfect chance!
“It looks like all of you are quite bone-heads, letting your guards down like this! Hee hee hee!”
Giggling in bemusement at his own joke, Schezo drew the Dark Sword and slashed at the myriad of bones: it was then he noted someone was nearby, looking vulnerable. Was that why the skeletons had been distracted?
“Oy, you! You should get away from these lot, and leave it to me! Don’t worry, they’re no match for my great dark mage powers!”
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Wow, @yowonkou, you live like this?
Even after just getting here (and having a condo to herself, no less!), Himiko has run into a problem: her condo’s washer has broke. Normally, at this point, she’d give up and try another day, but she’s already exerted all of this effort... Kind of hard to stop now.
As soon as she arrives to the next closest laundry room, it looks like another person is in here already. What a pain.
“Do the washers here work?” she asks, a basket of clothes in hand. Himiko swore she had clean clothes—sort of hard to know when you suddenly appear somewhere—but alas. “... The ones in my place don’t, and I don’t have enough MP to fix them right now.”
@yowonkou liked for a starter!
“ Hey, you look like you’re lost.
Need a hand? ”
He literally crafted a fake skeleton hand just for this joke. He’d appreciate a laugh (or a scream, but the former is definitely preferred).
kirigiri kyouko met CHIHIRO !
Kirigiri didn’t think that she will meet Chihiro at this time. Seriously. Most of the students ( as they were called ) were already in their rooms, soon it will be ‘nighttime’ when they’re all should be asleep. But Kyouko wanted to make sure she didn’t miss anything on the first floor. This building, this case, this scene, this time. Something was telling her that she needed to look for more clues. Why was she thinking that? So strange.
❝ Chihiro? What are you doing here at this time? ‘
She asked softly with the same calm expression on her face. Her words might sound harsh, but she never meant anything bad behind them. He was not suspicious, she just felt like it. Something was telling her that Kirigiri should be more soft, gentle when she was talking to this person.
yowonkou
Explain to me why it’s so hard to get a simple fresh apple when someone seems to have thousands upon thousands of crates full of freshly grown fruit. It was like a stockpile! Yet for some reason me picking an apple up and biting into it means I’m essentially the devil.
I know it’s the apocalypse but sheesh- Wait do I even know you.
yowonkou
He’s a little nervous, as he always is when strangers are involved, but Yu can’t help but notice the rapidly-cooling drink before her and wonder if that’s what she meant to do -- Yu knows a few people who like their coffee cool (one of them being his six-year-old niece) but ... if she didn’t mean to then it would be a waste, right?
A couple fingers press lightly against her shoulder in an attempt to rouse her from where she had fallen asleep on the table, and it takes Yu only a moment to murmur “Ano ... are you okay?”
