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I won a steam bike. Moped? It's a vehicle, and I'm going over the manual now.
If you can help me braid my hair, I can give you a ride.
ヾ(o✪‿✪o)ｼ
[Help. Her hair is do long that she doesn't want it to get caught anywhere dangerous. But this is also Kiki trying out a little bit of teasing.]
If you can help me braid my hair, I can give you a ride.
ヾ(o✪‿✪o)ｼ
[Help. Her hair is do long that she doesn't want it to get caught anywhere dangerous. But this is also Kiki trying out a little bit of teasing.]
Deal!
But you'll have to teach me how to braid hair, first.
^(`~ `^)
But you'll have to teach me how to braid hair, first.
^(`~ `^)
Sure. It's not that hard.
I also had an interview at a cafe. It seems like a small place, and I said I can help with the cooking too. I don't think any bad memories will pop up there.
I also had an interview at a cafe. It seems like a small place, and I said I can help with the cooking too. I don't think any bad memories will pop up there.
Hey, that's great!
You'll have to tell me which one, so I can come visit you at work!
You'll have to tell me which one, so I can come visit you at work!
It's not one of those ones with the weird costumes though, is it?
I wouldn't apply to a job like that. My thoughts would be everywhere.
That's good!
I know there's some sketchy places out there, so I wanted to be sure!
[HE PROTECC]
I know there's some sketchy places out there, so I wanted to be sure!
[HE PROTECC]
Edited 2021-02-02 18:12 (UTC)
[HMMMMMM. On a similar note:]
That makes sense.
If you know of any areas that you think might trigger bad memories, let me know. I should avoid them. I wouldn't necessarily count things like red light districts.
That makes sense.
If you know of any areas that you think might trigger bad memories, let me know. I should avoid them. I wouldn't necessarily count things like red light districts.
[WAIT FFFFF]
Not that I'm used to those kinds of places, but you get what I mean.
Not that I'm used to those kinds of places, but you get what I mean.
So only places that trigger bad memories, not dirty thoughts.
Got it. I'll let you know!
[Don't tease the telepath???]
Got it. I'll let you know!
[Don't tease the telepath???]
[NO BENTOS FOR 2 DAYS]
I think we can both agree that my thoughts should stay as neutral as possible.
I think we can both agree that my thoughts should stay as neutral as possible.
Don't worry, I know!
But anyway, you should probably avoid the lowest levels of the Port Market.
And the neighborhood under the bridge in Nihonbashi.
Which are both pretty hard to get to anyway, but I figured they're worth a mention.
But anyway, you should probably avoid the lowest levels of the Port Market.
And the neighborhood under the bridge in Nihonbashi.
Which are both pretty hard to get to anyway, but I figured they're worth a mention.
[Definitely taking mental notes.]
Thanks.
I'll be heading home soon. Do you need me to pick up any groceries?
Thanks.
I'll be heading home soon. Do you need me to pick up any groceries?
If you find a weird new snack, bring it back for us to try!
[Priorities]
[Priorities]
[He doesn't remember much about that evening gone awry.
It's only the pungent taste of stale alcohol on his dry lips and the blinding single ray of sunlight that has zoned in on him specifically in this tiny corner of the room that reminds him anything happened at all.
Exhaustion creeps through his body and he's yet to open his eyes. The warm body curled up against his bare chest doesn't shudder or move and-
Wait.
He only remembers Ranpo from the previous evening-that nosy bastard always manages to worm his way into any situation.
And that dawning realization that it's just Ranpo he remembers is enough to jolt him to life in an instant because the body against his own is incredibly small, lacks any curves, and-
Mamma mia.
He stares down at the naked man wrapped around his body-notes his own lack of clothing and the messy room around them that doesn't look familiar anymore and-]
Get out.
It's only the pungent taste of stale alcohol on his dry lips and the blinding single ray of sunlight that has zoned in on him specifically in this tiny corner of the room that reminds him anything happened at all.
Exhaustion creeps through his body and he's yet to open his eyes. The warm body curled up against his bare chest doesn't shudder or move and-
Wait.
He only remembers Ranpo from the previous evening-that nosy bastard always manages to worm his way into any situation.
And that dawning realization that it's just Ranpo he remembers is enough to jolt him to life in an instant because the body against his own is incredibly small, lacks any curves, and-
Mamma mia.
He stares down at the naked man wrapped around his body-notes his own lack of clothing and the messy room around them that doesn't look familiar anymore and-]
Get out.
[Meanwhile, Ranpo--]
Nnn... five more minutes...
[He's awake-- sort of. His head aches, and he's yet to really register anything about where they are at the moment. He knows he went out last night, he ran into Caesar and... what then? He went home, right?]
[But he feels rather comfortable laying on this warm and oddly lumpy bed. So it'll take more than that to get him up. The fact that his first immediate instinct is to nuzzle into his "pillow" isn't helping matters.]
Nnn... five more minutes...
[He's awake-- sort of. His head aches, and he's yet to really register anything about where they are at the moment. He knows he went out last night, he ran into Caesar and... what then? He went home, right?]
[But he feels rather comfortable laying on this warm and oddly lumpy bed. So it'll take more than that to get him up. The fact that his first immediate instinct is to nuzzle into his "pillow" isn't helping matters.]
You've had enough time-wake up!
[Caesar bristles as the man borrows into his bare chest for warmth. It's becoming impossible to ignore the lack of clothing covering their body and the implication of that while being in this shared bed.
He whaps him across the top of his head none too gently with the back of his hand.]
[Caesar bristles as the man borrows into his bare chest for warmth. It's becoming impossible to ignore the lack of clothing covering their body and the implication of that while being in this shared bed.
He whaps him across the top of his head none too gently with the back of his hand.]
[And thus, sleeping beauty is awoken. But at what cost?]
Ow-- hey! What are you--
Ow-- hey! What are you--
Wha...
[And his whole face quickly turns red, as a pair of cat ears pop out from his messy bedhead.]
Why are we naked!? G-Get back! Pervert!
[He quickly grabs the blanket as he jerks back, holding it up to keep himself decent as he tries to put as much distance between himself and Caesar as possible. Which isn't much, given these rooms are small.]
What the hell happened last night!?
[And his whole face quickly turns red, as a pair of cat ears pop out from his messy bedhead.]
Why are we naked!? G-Get back! Pervert!
[He quickly grabs the blanket as he jerks back, holding it up to keep himself decent as he tries to put as much distance between himself and Caesar as possible. Which isn't much, given these rooms are small.]
What the hell happened last night!?
[You know what's super awesome? Not having the usual dream of being murdered. What perfect timing too-- Kiki's far more energized in the morning and is ready to tackle making her Valentine's Day gifts! Chocolate cookies with Ranpo's portion having powdered sugar on top. Because of course he deserves extra for putting up with her. (And with him being gone off and on since the power outage, Kiki was getting worried that maybe he had had enough.)
So when the telepath hunts down her roommate, she's unusually energetic and literally sparkling.Shoujo sparkles intensify. There's a box of giri-choco with the bag of cookies sitting on top.]
Ranpo-san, happy Valentine's day! I hope you like them--
[Just as she hands him the presents, Kiki's body moves automatically. She cranes her neck up and presses a chaste kiss to Ranpo's cheek.]
So when the telepath hunts down her roommate, she's unusually energetic and literally sparkling.
Ranpo-san, happy Valentine's day! I hope you like them--
[Just as she hands him the presents, Kiki's body moves automatically. She cranes her neck up and presses a chaste kiss to Ranpo's cheek.]
[...Oh. Oh no.
"What-- what what what-- no, I-- wait, that-- badumbadumbadumbadum this is--"
Kiki's affect practically emulates a dial-up noise while her thoughts broadcast as a loud jumble...up until her face explodes with warmth. Her immediate action? Sink down into a crouch and cover her face. She certainly hasn't noticed it yet, but there are two strange lumps beginning to form on her back, making the fabric of her shirt move as they grow.]
Sorry. I'm sorry.
"What-- what what what-- no, I-- wait, that-- badumbadumbadumbadum this is--"
Kiki's affect practically emulates a dial-up noise while her thoughts broadcast as a loud jumble...up until her face explodes with warmth. Her immediate action? Sink down into a crouch and cover her face. She certainly hasn't noticed it yet, but there are two strange lumps beginning to form on her back, making the fabric of her shirt move as they grow.]
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Edited (Wtf is grammar ) 2021-02-14 17:29 (UTC)
[Ranpo's been scarce for a variety of reasons, at least one of which left him quietly embarrassed about something that he didn't seem to want to talk about. The very existence of Valentine's Day right now makes it all the worse somehow, so he's almost grateful it doesn't seem to exist in Nippon--]
[Though he quickly changes his tune when he remembers Valentine's Day means chocolate. So the cookies from Kiki come as a very pleasant surprise.]
Gee, you didn't have to go to all this trouble for me--
[Though he quickly changes his tune when he remembers Valentine's Day means chocolate. So the cookies from Kiki come as a very pleasant surprise.]
Gee, you didn't have to go to all this trouble for me--
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