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( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )
 The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors. The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel. And speaking of the motel, it seems like the Storage room has unlocked itself overnight. How quaint. Welcome to Week 2's mingle, everyone! As of this week, we are now accepting murder proposals. If you're interested in having your character murder someone this week, please send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. We'll be contacting you on plurk over the week to finalize the details, or ask for rescheduling if necessary. As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |
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Toto? [ it's said lightly, like she's expecting him to say something now, but when he doesn't, she'll eagerly fill the silence by placing her index finger on the piece of paper.
yes she's going to ask about hit blues eye white dragon fanart ]
Oh, that's pretty! Is it your fursona?
[ holy shit ]
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[ internally screaming into the void ]... That's not my name. [ I'M SORRY THAT'S THE ONLY THING HE CAN SAY? He literally does not know how to deal with someone as upbeat as Hajime because he's more used to people being afraid of him???
Why are you not afraid of him, Hajime????
... why are you asking this, he has no idea what a fursona is, GOD.
He'll blink. ] ... No. [ He's going to pull out his deck of stupid bootlegged cards and pick out his Blue-Eyes White Dragon card and show her the stupidly deformed art. ]
I'm trying to re-draw the art correctly. [ EXCEPT HE'S GOING TO DO IT FROM MEMORY, BECAUSE HE'S EXTRA (TM) ]
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his words are sharp and simple. seto kaiba gives off the impression that he only says what he believes needs to be said, and hajime can see in his expression that this dude is only ever going to go forward. hm. ]
Kaiichii?
[ nicknames, man.
she looks at the card and eyes it strangely, considering it for a moment before grinning, and belting out, ] Oh! That's sooooo adorable, I love it! You're drawing that... but it's real? You know it from somewhere? I've never seen it! Is this a game?
hajime why'd you have to bring up the cards now he gotta monologue
He's going to blink again at the nickname. Hajime's probably the only person who's actually given him a nickname and lived to tell the tale??? Actually she's the only person who's ever dared to give him a nickname, period.
He's going to just be distracted by the existence of the nickname when she looks over at his sketch of Blue-Eyes. It's not just adorable, far from it. It's pure power, and destruction, and Blue-Eyes is... how is he even supposed to explain how much Blue-Eyes means to him, how he always seems to pour some part of himself every time he summons it? ]
... Not just a game. It's my signature card - my pride. I couldn't let it be defaced.
[ He's the goddamned warden of all three Blue-Eyes White Dragon cards, the only person worthy enough to wield them - they deserve all the respect anyone can give them. ]
this is what she does, i'm so sorry
dramatic people are pretty fun. she dips down, placing her chin on the table so she can stare up at him. ]
That's kind of cool of you.
[ she means it. ]
You're really honest about what you like! Me too! I like cute stuff, and I think it's pretty cute you're trying so hard for the thing you like so much. What's it called? I want to know about it.