[ But... the puppy is fluffy? Akira looks at Potato one last time before placing him down. Hands on his hips, he turns to Silver to analyze him for a second. Seems nervous, may have sweaty palms, but doesn't seem outright distraught.
[Off to Silver's room they go! He opens his door and the reason that he said to keep Potato away is immediately apparent, because the smell of spray paint lingers strongly, even from the door. His room is not as empty as usual- at some point he actually got a bed with a proper bedframe, what the fuck- because it's... covered in paper? Large, thick paper, paints, tape, spray paint... half cut out stencils, stencils that have already been used.]
Try not to step on anything.
[While he uh, tries to get something out from under his bed.]
[ He's wondering if Silver's room is covered in silver bells, too. The chemical odor is not at all enticing or inviting, but he pushes forward with careful and light steps. What the heck is this? He told Silver to get a bed, but he doesn't know about... Well. This stuff. ]
... At least air out your room.
[ This will slowly kill a person, he thinks. Waiting beside him, he takes a better look at everything. Is this maybe an creative pursuit? ]
I have been, but it's not enough to kill the smell.
[Goro might have put some decorations on his door but hey, look! It's pictures! He hauls a couple of them onto his bed for Akira to see. They're primarily made of spray paint, although some details seem painted in for emphasis. They're stylized and sort of ridiculous, but it's clear that a lot of love is being put into them. One is pretty clearly for Elizabeth, with a hand towards her mouth as she sits with her legs crossed in a throne with potato on her lap as several of her friends remain closer to the ground as her loyal subjects, another is incomplete, but so far seems to feature some older guy (Wesker) sitting at a long dinner table with a bunch of dogs...]
You think people are going to like these for Christmas? I need a second opinion.
[ There's no use presenting better options like renting a studio... Or even doing it at his place since it's bigger. He tucks those in as he hovers over the array of pictures. For a second, it's hard for him to decipher it, but once he tilts his head he can clearly see it. That is definitely Elizabeth—IS SHE A QUEEN?
OKAY. I mean, Akira has no qualms. ]
I personally would like one.
[ He can't say for whoever Silver is giving them to, but he wants to think his friend only knows good people. The ends of his lips quirk as he's reminded of how far both of them have come in general. ]
And I'm sure they would like it, especially because you made them. It's a one of a kind gift.
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For now.
Now he raises his arms up, palms up. ]
Lay it on me.
[ Or curiosity will certainly kill him. ]
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Try not to step on anything.
[While he uh, tries to get something out from under his bed.]
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... At least air out your room.
[ This will slowly kill a person, he thinks. Waiting beside him, he takes a better look at everything. Is this maybe an creative pursuit? ]
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[Goro might have put some decorations on his door but hey, look! It's pictures! He hauls a couple of them onto his bed for Akira to see. They're primarily made of spray paint, although some details seem painted in for emphasis. They're stylized and sort of ridiculous, but it's clear that a lot of love is being put into them. One is pretty clearly for Elizabeth, with a hand towards her mouth as she sits with her legs crossed in a throne with potato on her lap as several of her friends remain closer to the ground as her loyal subjects, another is incomplete, but so far seems to feature some older guy (Wesker) sitting at a long dinner table with a bunch of dogs...]
You think people are going to like these for Christmas? I need a second opinion.
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OKAY. I mean, Akira has no qualms. ]
I personally would like one.
[ He can't say for whoever Silver is giving them to, but he wants to think his friend only knows good people. The ends of his lips quirk as he's reminded of how far both of them have come in general. ]
And I'm sure they would like it, especially because you made them. It's a one of a kind gift.