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...Aw, man, you even got me wipin' out? 'Course ya did...
[He scratched the back of his head.]
I-I mean, well, if you wanna keep it...
[He scratched the back of his head.]
I-I mean, well, if you wanna keep it...
I'm concerned the conditions we'll return to, but yes, it was better to leave than remain.
[She almost raised a hand, but then paused because she can't smell that. She instead ended up gripping her other arm beneath the shoulder.]
A-Ah... I have... plenty. He's a Sanguis so... that would be why.
[She almost raised a hand, but then paused because she can't smell that. She instead ended up gripping her other arm beneath the shoulder.]
A-Ah... I have... plenty. He's a Sanguis so... that would be why.
Hm... I might, but for a personal collection.
[Kanji might be failing, but... well, why did everything have to be perfect? It didn't. Besides, it wasn't seconds before a literal disaster.]
[Kanji might be failing, but... well, why did everything have to be perfect? It didn't. Besides, it wasn't seconds before a literal disaster.]
Those cleaning robots, I wager, will get it into working order once the storms subside. I ought to get one for my house...
[But she smiled quietly.]
Naturally. I'm glad you both have begun figuring things out, or at least a little bit. Do you know of the cable car service?
[But she smiled quietly.]
Naturally. I'm glad you both have begun figuring things out, or at least a little bit. Do you know of the cable car service?
A personal collection... whoa. How many's in that kinda collection already?
[He sounded not precisely horrified, but curious. Candid moments were always nice, and nobody was perfect. He would never forget their crash on skis years ago, or her jittery demeanor involving ghosts. He even recalls very clearly the little hitch in her voice when the prismals pulled out those wicked giant mechs for their trek across the desert.
Damn. He needed to rent one sometime or something...]
[He sounded not precisely horrified, but curious. Candid moments were always nice, and nobody was perfect. He would never forget their crash on skis years ago, or her jittery demeanor involving ghosts. He even recalls very clearly the little hitch in her voice when the prismals pulled out those wicked giant mechs for their trek across the desert.
Damn. He needed to rent one sometime or something...]
If they're still working. The source of most of Lunatia's Chroma is currently here.
[Naoto wasn't sure how well their circuits would hold up in the cold either depending how far the temperature ended up dropping.]
Yes, I am too... I have. You don't think he would oppose a ride, do you?
[Naoto wasn't sure how well their circuits would hold up in the cold either depending how far the temperature ended up dropping.]
Yes, I am too... I have. You don't think he would oppose a ride, do you?
Let's put it this way: I wish I had more.
[She only had so many, but she might as well explain.]
Sometimes, I want to take your photo while you're working or doing something about the house. However, I'm never certain how well you would react if I did that; also, how it could be perceived as inappropriate to do so especially if we're out in public like today.
[She only had so many, but she might as well explain.]
Sometimes, I want to take your photo while you're working or doing something about the house. However, I'm never certain how well you would react if I did that; also, how it could be perceived as inappropriate to do so especially if we're out in public like today.
Yes, that's true, isn't it...? Hmm. I suppose I ought volunteer, then. I can handle extreme cold in... ways.
[The tiefling opened the door for the farmer's market for her and gestured her inside. May as well make it a joint shopping trip!]
I read the brochures about them, and they seem exquisite... I think he'd be silly to refuse, especially if it means stepping away from a big party just to be with you, love.
[The tiefling opened the door for the farmer's market for her and gestured her inside. May as well make it a joint shopping trip!]
I read the brochures about them, and they seem exquisite... I think he'd be silly to refuse, especially if it means stepping away from a big party just to be with you, love.
[He blinked at her. Invasion of his privacy? Sure... but... she also didn't need to tell him any of this. The Detective Prince stayed her hand for his privacy.]
...Y-ya... ya really want that?
[What line was it he'd seen somewhere once? 'I'd pay a small salary for you to barge in on every aspect of my life'?]
I mean, I know what I said earlier, but... if pictures of me really don't bother you, then... then it's okay. Like... i-it's okay if they're only for you.
...Y-ya... ya really want that?
[What line was it he'd seen somewhere once? 'I'd pay a small salary for you to barge in on every aspect of my life'?]
I mean, I know what I said earlier, but... if pictures of me really don't bother you, then... then it's okay. Like... i-it's okay if they're only for you.
[Well, that earned a raised eye, but Naoto doesn't press. Thanking Madhuri, she entered the market and - oh boy, it's crowded. And they're both short; this would not end well.]
You think so? I wouldn't want him to feel overwhelmed or like he owed me something later. I also don't want it to feel like I'm dragging him away from everything. I might be thinking too much again...
You think so? I wouldn't want him to feel overwhelmed or like he owed me something later. I also don't want it to feel like I'm dragging him away from everything. I might be thinking too much again...
[He was her boyfriend, not a case. She couldn't treat people like that... not always.]
[His question made her nod and she looked up at him, fingering her camera awkwardly while waiting for him to say what he needed.]
... Why would pictures of you bother me?
[His question made her nod and she looked up at him, fingering her camera awkwardly while waiting for him to say what he needed.]
... Why would pictures of you bother me?
[Oh dear. A battle it is, then... Madhuri's eyes narrowed, and her fists clenched in determination. Her tail, that she'd adorned with jingle bells, waggled like a cat's before a pounce.]
If you suspect you're thinking too much, rest assured, you are.
Now, let's get the very best vegetables! How good are you at kicking shins?
If you suspect you're thinking too much, rest assured, you are.
Now, let's get the very best vegetables! How good are you at kicking shins?
Heh... [He rubbed the back of his head.]
Well... I mean, I know I said 'rugged', but in my experience I don't really look good in pictures.
[He paused, tightened his jaw briefly, and reached for his own device tucked away in his pocket.]
N-not like you: Seein' ya in magazines and on TV n' all, then seein' ya up close and I feel my socks pop off...!
I'd- I'd like some pictures, too!
[Then, with a small lean for privacy and a blush, he lowered his voice for:]
Maybe some more when you're Iris...?
Well... I mean, I know I said 'rugged', but in my experience I don't really look good in pictures.
[He paused, tightened his jaw briefly, and reached for his own device tucked away in his pocket.]
N-not like you: Seein' ya in magazines and on TV n' all, then seein' ya up close and I feel my socks pop off...!
I'd- I'd like some pictures, too!
[Then, with a small lean for privacy and a blush, he lowered his voice for:]
Maybe some more when you're Iris...?
[She blushed.]
It's a matter of perspective. Personally, I abhor my photos in magazines and seeing myself on TV. It's why I rarely do interviews; that, and the less exposure I have the better for work.
If you want to take personal photos, you may.
[And now her face turned even darker.]
... Only if I get some while you're Sanguis.
It's a matter of perspective. Personally, I abhor my photos in magazines and seeing myself on TV. It's why I rarely do interviews; that, and the less exposure I have the better for work.
If you want to take personal photos, you may.
[And now her face turned even darker.]
... Only if I get some while you're Sanguis.
Ah... Alright.
[Not too many people would confirm she was... she appreciated that. As for the question, they're already preparing to do that?]
I'd be better if I wore my old shoes, but still sufficient.
[Not too many people would confirm she was... she appreciated that. As for the question, they're already preparing to do that?]
I'd be better if I wore my old shoes, but still sufficient.
Deal. I'll even pose for ya.
[Such a goddamn Sanguis sometimes. Or was Sanguis simply perfect for Kanji? But that wasn't on the mind as he stepped closer and raised his phone, prepared for a little selfie with her right now.]
...A-a quick one for now?
[Such a goddamn Sanguis sometimes. Or was Sanguis simply perfect for Kanji? But that wasn't on the mind as he stepped closer and raised his phone, prepared for a little selfie with her right now.]
...A-a quick one for now?
[Blinking at the raised phone, she nodded in understanding.]
Send it to me after?
Send it to me after?
[Madhuri laughed.]
Good, good! Because we have a fight on our hands.
[But she folded her hands and grinned at her utmost devilish.]
...Or the fight is taken out of every last soul in here...
[She beamed at her.]
A bardic diversion~
Good, good! Because we have a fight on our hands.
[But she folded her hands and grinned at her utmost devilish.]
...Or the fight is taken out of every last soul in here...
[She beamed at her.]
A bardic diversion~
You got it.
[He looked to the camera, readied...
...And turned to kiss her cheek as he hit the button.]
[He looked to the camera, readied...
...And turned to kiss her cheek as he hit the button.]
[Smiling for the photo, she was ready...]
[... And then her eyes widened at Kanji's kiss.]
[... And then her eyes widened at Kanji's kiss.]
[Perfect. He looked at the result and beamed.]
Oh, man... I love it! You're right, candid shots are awesome. Here, I'll send you a copy!
Oh, man... I love it! You're right, candid shots are awesome. Here, I'll send you a copy!
... No, some of them look prepared to fight.
[They had to ready themselves.]
Diversion?
[They had to ready themselves.]
Diversion?
[Meanwhile, she just turned redder.]
A-Ah yes... thank you. [Ahh, she probably looked terrible.]
A-Ah yes... thank you. [Ahh, she probably looked terrible.]
[A couple of menus, and... sent! He went to pocket the device again, and couldn't fight the shiver that worked its way down his back. He supposed he'd been out long enough in the snow.]
Done n' done. ...I think I'm up for a hot chocolate so I can thaw out a little. The slush is goin' down my back...
Done n' done. ...I think I'm up for a hot chocolate so I can thaw out a little. The slush is goin' down my back...
[The whites of her eyes faded, darkened, and then there was nothing. The violet of her eyes became a pair of burning embers in the black of them.]
A bard has her ways. Ever watched a show-stopping musical number, my dear?
Well, they had to get inspiration somewhere...
[So she began to climb atop the nearest setting, a table proudly displaying many fresh fruit for purchase as well as poinsettias. Madhuri moved her hands apart and into position. The guitar was at first a wisp of smoke, snaking and weaving between her hands before it bloomed into being.
The first chord was mild and soft. The second grew, followed quickly by a third, fourth... until the tiefling lifted her voice in a language not recognized, and almost immediately heads began to turn. Hands stayed where they were, many in mid-reach of their desired prize.
Prizes ripe for the taking for someone else.
But it was almost like the world had frozen in time, prismals and moonblessed fixated. Yet with a subtle nod to Naoto, who bore witness to this event with sound and clear mind, the message was clear: She had this.]
A bard has her ways. Ever watched a show-stopping musical number, my dear?
Well, they had to get inspiration somewhere...
[So she began to climb atop the nearest setting, a table proudly displaying many fresh fruit for purchase as well as poinsettias. Madhuri moved her hands apart and into position. The guitar was at first a wisp of smoke, snaking and weaving between her hands before it bloomed into being.
The first chord was mild and soft. The second grew, followed quickly by a third, fourth... until the tiefling lifted her voice in a language not recognized, and almost immediately heads began to turn. Hands stayed where they were, many in mid-reach of their desired prize.
Prizes ripe for the taking for someone else.
But it was almost like the world had frozen in time, prismals and moonblessed fixated. Yet with a subtle nod to Naoto, who bore witness to this event with sound and clear mind, the message was clear: She had this.]
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