[ ...That's something he can relate too all too well. He nearly says as much, but as ever, he remains painfully aware of the cameras, that they are watching him. Diamond is watching him. ]
Is that so... [ Idly, he picks at the gruyere with his fingernail. ] And will you not return? When this is all over?
[ There must be somewhere better he can go. He needn't return to the...squares. ]
[. . . kind of cute, honestly. . . Edamura can't help the smile that stretches across his features as he watches her go, full of confidence and bravado for someone of such short stature. Cynthia would love her]
[the participant who captured Furina's zip passes their zap to another, matching Furina's intonation with a small, soft laugh. that participant then tosses the zop in Edamura's direction, popping their 'p' with a bit of emphasis. he nearly jumps underneath the attention]
-- zip!
[and yet, despite the startle, he moves pretty quickly, clapping his hands together and passing the word along with the ease of someone who had seen it coming! even though he definitely did not]
[squints at Ringo one last time, before finally maneuvering his own car out of the loading area and onto the course. a few other participants are already going at it! he could easily join the fray, but. . .]
[. . . instead, turns his vehicle around to face Ringo. . .]
[and then slams on the pedal in an attempt to ram her up against a wall. WHO IS THIS MAN???]
[ Hmm...interesting. Very interesting....maybe there is some merit to his self-proclaimed gifts, then. Aventurine claps his hands together in polite applause, chuckling lightly. ]
Well done! It was a bit of a trick question, you see. That particular parasite is no longer attached to me, so thought it might make for a fun opportunity to test your skills. You are the real deal, aren't you?
[ Or, at the very least, he can read auras well. ]
In my glibness, I have rendered myself no longer welcome to the district of my previous residence. My only recourse is to relocate to another.
[ . . . and begin the cycle anew. He takes a thin stick of gruyere from the board and appraises it between his fingers, setting the tired thought aside.]
[Despite his talents, Yi Sang is not particularly street-smart. Without Yingying by his side, he'd likely have been swindled of all their funds in record time. Her assistance in locating the boba stand, therefore, is more than a small blessing.
The myriad colors of the drinks on display remind him of fruits, giving the impression of a refreshing flavor. They must be sweet, too, as he agrees with Yingying's assessment by way of a nod.]
They have a certain consistency to them, do they not? Which flavor speaks to you?
[He is uncertain of how he feels at this moment. Between the depths of the hot spring and the rising heat, he finds himself nigh weightless with an odd sensation in his chest as if the water is running straight through him. The proper words to convey escape him even now, but he knows this much:]
Heh... You'll do anything to get the scoop, huh, Maya?
[ With that, Shoko takes a turn into what is clearly a neighborhood for rich people. They have their pick of mansions to choose from... but they'll have to find one with a fence they can actually jump— ]
[ She listens intently and duly; sure enough, she'd gotten bits and pieces of Odile's story from their conversations, but she's never offered such a portrait until now.
It's good that they're in a garden like this, though, for how hesitant she seems to be to share it; neither Shoko nor the flowers will tell another soul. ]
...Were you able to find those parts of you there?
[ Given the apparent distaste for her mother, she's guessing not, but, ]
[desperation, sure. . . just not desperation born out of his desire to protect his mother. it was something much more selfish]
. . . I started swindling people because I couldn't get an honest job. I had run into some-- some trouble while my mom was still alive, and came out of it with a criminal record. I was only sentenced to probation, but. . . you know.
[employers don't want to hire criminals]
Everyone thought I was nothing more than a no-good swindler, so. . . I turned myself into one.
[. . . a small laugh as he lifts his gaze towards hers again, a smile appearing on his features]
I was really good at it, too.
[it was strange, how naturally lying to others had come to him. he doesn't think about that too deeply, but if he did. . .? he might start questioning the kind of person he is]
[ their combined radar on Yi Sang for the same Reasons but entirely different intentions. well with luka, there's something more too.
he reaches out, twirls a strand of hair away from her face. there, there. ]
You need to be blatantly obvious with him. To the point where he can't assume anything else other than that you want him.
[ so like-like is entirely his natural vocabulary but also, intrinsically he knows that pretty much nothing short of that would have made maya realize what he was getting at. ]
Not a bit. Their way of life is near opposite to my own, and what features I share with them are alien when paired with those from Ka Bue, just the same as the reverse there.
[ So no. That heritage will still never be hers, still remains unclaimed behind a glass door she can't unlock.
Odile smiles slightly though, turning back to Shoko. ]
I did, however, find in that overly welcoming country many who were the same -- a country of those othered in some way, whether as I had been or lost differently. It's been a very enlightening journey, just as the one here has been.
Of course, you're here with me. [ sorry not sorry. though he doesn't brag further and takes a melon soda which he believes he's earned. his intention is to sip at it and that's where he starts out, but uhhh. he's going to chug the entire thing in one go. it is so, so, sweet and he absolutely loves it.
his fans will find this footage adorable whenever it airs, look at the two little pet-humans doing silly little pet-human things, trying to emulate the greatness of the ALST! or something like that. ]
It's not an unfamiliar story. Sorcerers fight curses. Curses are born from negative human emotions. Negative human emotions... are fed by circumstances like this. The inherent cruelty of society. Despair. Bitterness. Often, when they investigate such cases, it tends to go back to a simple story of how someone's life was made irrevocably difficult.
So... she understands. Her features soften with sympathy as she finally picks up her glass to take a sip of beer again. ]
Life really can be unfair like that, huh? Just one mistake can set the course for the rest of your life. It just takes one thing to go wrong for the dominoes to fall...
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