i'll keep it in mind when i need flowers for an occasion.
see you in a bit.
[ It doesn't take him too long, but he does detour for some drinks? Mostly tea since he was too dumb to make some at work. Either way, he's there with tea for her, too. ]
well yes... but then he gets the kicked puppy look
[ And she's there with a box of multicolored chalk. ...Mostly multicolored, we are obviously still missing blue and green here.
But ooh, a drink. He's so nice. ]
Is that for me? Thank you very much. [ She's... also helpfully cleared out some space on the sidewalk here. Mostly so he's not completely in front of the store's door. Her boss isn't going to mind that she moved some pots over, definitely not.
So she'll gesture to the ground. ] You can set them down, and you can also lay there. Figure out which part of you you'd like shaded the most.
[ Cute flower shop awnings to provide some relief fuck... yeah... ]
[ He looks over to the area she gestures to as he takes a very long sip of his drink, attempting to finish it in one go. Well, it doesn't happen, but he thinks he's ready. Resting his cup nearby, he goes ahead, takes off his glasses, and makes himself comfortable on the ground.
... Maybe he should have gotten a pillow? Let him just use his bag as one. Good enough. His upper body takes the shade, so he should be fine. Now to wait patiently for her to outline him. ]
How long do I have to stay like this?
[ Just wondering. ]
only if you do something to make him vengeful! ...at least here
Until a Retrospec employee comes to check my work, naturally.
[ ... She's kidding. Retrospec employees don't leave their basement for anything— ]
But far more seriously... It only says to "create a human chalk line on the sidewalk of a public place with someone lying in it," so I assume finishing it and staying there for a bit would be good enough. [ Though, now that she's thinking about it, how does this app know when they've completed a square...? Hmmm. Regardless, she'll kneel down and look at her colors...
Red'll be nice, so she'll start outlining him in that. ] My turn. What square am I assisting you with after we're done here?
he would be vengeful over pancakes don't lie to me
[ There's a thoughtful hum as he looks up, pondering on how long should he pretend to be part of a murder case. For moments longer, he stays completely still and silent as people pass by, pointing over to them with curious looks. It's broken when he checks his phone to look over his bingo card again.
Which squares would be fun to do...? He doesn't seem at all enticed by the thought of a price; completing these challenges are enough. ]
"Start a flash mob/stage a musical production in Tribunal Terace in honor of the Mayor." How does that sound?
[ He thinks she's the perfect candidate for this. ]
[ She's also humming, a nice cheerful tune with a note that goes on as she considers the question... A musical production, or a flash mob... Interesting. ]
It sounds as if it's right up my alley. [ To be honest. Like, perfection here. ] I'd be happy to lend my aid for such a wonderfully fun-sounding square. Which of those options were you planning on doing?
They both sound fun, but a flash mob is a little harder to coordinate.
[ Since they would need to get people, then they all need to learn the same dance. He's not sure if he's ready to teach a group of NPCs or even Retrospec victims how to do even a single number.
So... ]
A musical production sounds doable, even if it's just two of us. [ BUT A FLASH MOB. Now that it's outside of obligation, he's kind of nervous to ask... But he does anyway: ] Maybe we can organize a flash mob another time.
That sounds acceptable to me! We'll have to figure out the when and where later... Perhaps once this month is over. I'm still busy getting things together for ReCon, and I'm certain I'll be dead-tired afterwards.
[ Easy-breezy, there's no need to be even the most bit nervous, Akira... Though she is scooting down to work on outlining his lower half now, very determined to make this look like the best fake murder ever. ]
More importantly than that, [ because this is a conversation and she sure is driving it, ] can you sing?
[ Stop. He still gets nervous about asking people to spend time with him, okay. Anyway, he's relieved by her answer and shifts a bit in his little spot here. There's no way he'll win best murder victim at this rate. ]
I can. We would just need to pick a piece. [ He's not an idol, but he's not off tune. Turning his head slightly, he tries to get a good look at her. ] You're going, too?
[ He doesn't fit the bill, but he does attend the convention when it comes around. Definitely not an avid goer... He only attends one a year out of the many. EITHER WAY, he's going. ]
Going in costume sounds cool, but I don't have any plans for that... So normally. [ BUT— ] You're cosplaying, aren't you.
My, what makes you think that? [ ...No, no, she's grinning a little as she moves around his side now. Neaaarly done here. ] Yes, I am. Have you ever played Endless Sonata? It was that very lovely game about a composer—regardless, I'm going as Clave from it.
[ ...or, in not Recollé-terms, Claves from Eternal Sonata, because Tara Platt also voiced her and I literally can't resist voice actor jokes. ]
[ Is he complete? Can he call himself a true murder victim yet? He can feel his legs burning to the heat, but it's not too bad... Kind of like a clay room at a spa? ]
I heard that game was pretty good, but no. [ Maybe he should get it... Years later. ] I'm sure you'll do great, either way.
Do you want to maybe meet up on one of the days, too? So I can check out your costume.
[ It's never too late to get into a game..!!! And yes, he's done. Let her admire her handiwork a bit; she looks very proud of her outline, stepping around him carefully before she leans back against the shop's storefront. ]
I don't see why not. [ Though the thought of hanging out comes with a lot of "is that really something we should do" baggage because moving is hard and what are bonds, really, when you never keep in contact after. ] I hope you'll be wowed by it. It's a little old, but it's one of my absolute favorites, and I've made sure to keep it good condition.
[ Bonds are important, Elizabeth. They can terrorize Goro together or something—anyway, he settles into his chalk line well and tries to look at it to no avail. This position leaves a lot to be desired view-wise. ]
Then we have a plan. [ He's thinking they can check out some panels, too? Who knows. ] Right... What musical production would you want to do?
[ He's hoping just a scene or two should be enough for his square. ]
[ Elizabeth is by some miracle Goro's bully and also his benefactor for the agency she's decided he's going to run so, like. She made a deal with him she's his confidant now. ]
Well, hmmm... [ She checks her bingo and motions for him to stand up, he's free of his duties. And since she's free of drawing, she'll actually enjoy her drink... now... ] There's so many I'd love to do simply because I haven't had the chance to perform them in them yet. The Phantom of the Operahouse wouldn't be very fitting though, if we're doing it in honor of our dear Mayor Mayer...
The Wizard of Zo might be a good choice, particularly if we imply he's the titular wizard. Yes, the wizard's a liar and a schemer, but he's also certainly smart and very resourceful.
[ A confidant of Akira's confidant is also his!!! Or he's going to steal her away from him. Thank you for your patronage. He sees it clearly that Elizabeth wants him to get up, but he continues to rot here like a real corpse. Let him even close his eyes... It's kind of comfortable having the sun warm up your legs?
He's close to dozing off. ]
Are you going to be Dorthy?
[ For some reason he's thinking that he'll be the dog. How great would it be if he just needed to yap the whole scene? ]
[ Please leave his wallet alone, Elizabeth. The chances of him buying them for no particular reason in this state is almost 60%. Finally, he moves his hand to fish out his phone to look up the Zo cast and scenes. ]
Scarecrow. [ Just cause it's the first one to catch his attention. Really, no preference. ] Life without a brain seems tragic.
[ Raising a hand, he's hoping she'll help him up? Life alert. ]
[ You've got two hands and some legs, help yourself up—no she'll help, upsy-daisy Akira, welcome back to the world of the living. ]
I think it'd make things easier. [ Dancing through life, to quote another great musical set in Zo. ] You'd never overthink anything... granted, you wouldn't really think about things in general, but I believe that sort of reckless confidence is inspiring. It would make for some fairly poor choices though.
[ Like voting in some sort of awful president. Ooh, scary. Wait, is that too real. ]
[ why are you being mean to him, elizabeth... is it because his last name isn't Arisato?? Now that he isn't lying down, Akira is alert 100%. ]
People would suffer from your negligence, however. [ But he guesses that isn't the point. He fetches his drink and sips on it... The shade has kept it a little chilly? Just a little. ] Shall I escort you to Tribunal Terrace?
[ There's a graceful bow, imitating a gentleman. Unlike prospective presidents. Spooky. ]
[ Well, he's getting a small curtsy in return; this is just how she was raised, this is what she does. ]
That would be wonderful. Though, one moment— [ She has to bounce into the florist shop to let her boss-caretaker-etc know she's off for the day, and then she'll be back out. ] Let us be off, milord.
[ Basically, Daddy Igor. Okay. He slides his hands into his pockets as he waits for her, idly looking at the flowers through the window. The arrangements are nice... ]
Then we're off.
[ It shouldn't take them too late to reach the terrace. They only need to stake out a fine place to stage their act. Maybe in front of the statue? ]
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okay.
[ He feels like he got manhandled. Give him a moment. ]
we can do it in front of yours. just send me the address and i'll be there.
OKAY don't sell out the cute boy who visits your dumb cat cafe
it's Ophelia's Lament in Tisse.
[ insert address here. ]
perhaps while you're here, you could buy flowers for someone special, should you have someone like that? our arrangements are rather popular.
[ liz... is this... really the time to advertise... ]
since he's so cute wouldn't you want to rob him
see you in a bit.
[ It doesn't take him too long, but he does detour for some drinks? Mostly tea since he was too dumb to make some at work. Either way, he's there with tea for her, too. ]
well yes... but then he gets the kicked puppy look
But ooh, a drink. He's so nice. ]
Is that for me? Thank you very much. [ She's... also helpfully cleared out some space on the sidewalk here. Mostly so he's not completely in front of the store's door. Her boss isn't going to mind that she moved some pots over, definitely not.
So she'll gesture to the ground. ] You can set them down, and you can also lay there. Figure out which part of you you'd like shaded the most.
[ Cute flower shop awnings to provide some relief fuck... yeah... ]
that puppy is filled with vengeance
... Maybe he should have gotten a pillow? Let him just use his bag as one. Good enough. His upper body takes the shade, so he should be fine. Now to wait patiently for her to outline him. ]
How long do I have to stay like this?
[ Just wondering. ]
only if you do something to make him vengeful! ...at least here
[ ... She's kidding. Retrospec employees don't leave their basement for anything— ]
But far more seriously... It only says to "create a human chalk line on the sidewalk of a public place with someone lying in it," so I assume finishing it and staying there for a bit would be good enough. [ Though, now that she's thinking about it, how does this app know when they've completed a square...? Hmmm. Regardless, she'll kneel down and look at her colors...
Red'll be nice, so she'll start outlining him in that. ] My turn. What square am I assisting you with after we're done here?
he would be vengeful over pancakes don't lie to me
[ There's a thoughtful hum as he looks up, pondering on how long should he pretend to be part of a murder case. For moments longer, he stays completely still and silent as people pass by, pointing over to them with curious looks. It's broken when he checks his phone to look over his bingo card again.
Which squares would be fun to do...? He doesn't seem at all enticed by the thought of a price; completing these challenges are enough. ]
"Start a flash mob/stage a musical production in Tribunal Terace in honor of the Mayor." How does that sound?
[ He thinks she's the perfect candidate for this. ]
well..... maybe...........
It sounds as if it's right up my alley. [ To be honest. Like, perfection here. ] I'd be happy to lend my aid for such a wonderfully fun-sounding square. Which of those options were you planning on doing?
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[ Since they would need to get people, then they all need to learn the same dance. He's not sure if he's ready to teach a group of NPCs or even Retrospec victims how to do even a single number.
So... ]
A musical production sounds doable, even if it's just two of us. [ BUT A FLASH MOB. Now that it's outside of obligation, he's kind of nervous to ask... But he does anyway: ] Maybe we can organize a flash mob another time.
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[ Easy-breezy, there's no need to be even the most bit nervous, Akira... Though she is scooting down to work on outlining his lower half now, very determined to make this look like the best fake murder ever. ]
More importantly than that, [ because this is a conversation and she sure is driving it, ] can you sing?
[ Musical production and all. ]
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I can. We would just need to pick a piece. [ He's not an idol, but he's not off tune. Turning his head slightly, he tries to get a good look at her. ] You're going, too?
[ CONVENTION TIME. ]
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[ Neither is she, she supposes, being a dressy, somewhat wealthy person, but details! Details. ]
Are you cosplaying, or are you just planning on attending normally?
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[ He doesn't fit the bill, but he does attend the convention when it comes around. Definitely not an avid goer... He only attends one a year out of the many. EITHER WAY, he's going. ]
Going in costume sounds cool, but I don't have any plans for that... So normally. [ BUT— ] You're cosplaying, aren't you.
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[ ...or, in not Recollé-terms, Claves from Eternal Sonata, because Tara Platt also voiced her and I literally can't resist voice actor jokes. ]
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I heard that game was pretty good, but no. [ Maybe he should get it... Years later. ] I'm sure you'll do great, either way.
Do you want to maybe meet up on one of the days, too? So I can check out your costume.
[ WOW HIM. ]
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I don't see why not. [ Though the thought of hanging out comes with a lot of "is that really something we should do" baggage because moving is hard and what are bonds, really, when you never keep in contact after. ] I hope you'll be wowed by it. It's a little old, but it's one of my absolute favorites, and I've made sure to keep it good condition.
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Then we have a plan. [ He's thinking they can check out some panels, too? Who knows. ] Right... What musical production would you want to do?
[ He's hoping just a scene or two should be enough for his square. ]
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Well, hmmm... [ She checks her bingo and motions for him to stand up, he's free of his duties. And since she's free of drawing, she'll actually enjoy her drink... now... ] There's so many I'd love to do simply because I haven't had the chance to perform them in them yet. The Phantom of the Operahouse wouldn't be very fitting though, if we're doing it in honor of our dear Mayor Mayer...
The Wizard of Zo might be a good choice, particularly if we imply he's the titular wizard. Yes, the wizard's a liar and a schemer, but he's also certainly smart and very resourceful.
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He's close to dozing off. ]
Are you going to be Dorthy?
[ For some reason he's thinking that he'll be the dog. How great would it be if he just needed to yap the whole scene? ]
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Without a doubt. [ And he'd make a good Todo with that dark, curly hair of his. ] Do you have a preference for who you'd like to be?
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Scarecrow. [ Just cause it's the first one to catch his attention. Really, no preference. ] Life without a brain seems tragic.
[ Raising a hand, he's hoping she'll help him up? Life alert. ]
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I think it'd make things easier. [ Dancing through life, to quote another great musical set in Zo. ] You'd never overthink anything... granted, you wouldn't really think about things in general, but I believe that sort of reckless confidence is inspiring. It would make for some fairly poor choices though.
[ Like voting in some sort of awful president. Ooh, scary. Wait, is that too real. ]
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People would suffer from your negligence, however. [ But he guesses that isn't the point. He fetches his drink and sips on it... The shade has kept it a little chilly? Just a little. ] Shall I escort you to Tribunal Terrace?
[ There's a graceful bow, imitating a gentleman. Unlike prospective presidents. Spooky. ]
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That would be wonderful. Though, one moment— [ She has to bounce into the florist shop to let her boss-caretaker-etc know she's off for the day, and then she'll be back out. ] Let us be off, milord.
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Then we're off.
[ It shouldn't take them too late to reach the terrace. They only need to stake out a fine place to stage their act. Maybe in front of the statue? ]
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