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[personal profile] takasugi 2025-04-01 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh, ... sure
There aren't many who can resist such adorable balls of fluff
I guess
I knew a couple men who were so fond of them that they sought to reunite with their beloved pets in the afterlife, even
But anyhow, I'll head on over
Don't keep me waiting too long


( as demanding as ever.

the waterfront area of the city isn't too far from their quarters, but it does take about thirty or forty minutes to get there. initially, he was skeptical about the staff's whispers regarding their complete abandonment of vehicles, but lo and behold, as he makes his towards the coordinates on his phone, not a single one is spotted. curious thing, that. even his saitama had advanced to the point of self-sustaining constructs and evolved transportation powered by magitech. sigh. why not revive the human-drawn carriage, if they were going to be this basic?

a light breeze tousles his hair as he leans against a brassy, weathered lamppost. when he spots elysia’s similarly bright hair fluttering like the petals from the trees in a park just a ways down, he gives her a casual wave. )


Hey. ... Somehow, you're even bubblier in person.
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[personal profile] takasugi 2025-04-03 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
( he's content enough. she's a bright spot in all this fake glimmer, only noticeable now that they're finally meeting face-to-face.

maybe not his type, exactly, but he isn't bothering to study her curves or her demeanor beyond what's in front of him. what's most important is that she's treating him, and serving as actual company, and he's only starting to come to terms with the familiar feeling of actual hunger again. a servant didn't typically need to eat for sustenance. )


Can you blame me for being a little skeptical in this digital age? They've even got people making "deep fakes" these days, I hear. Deep fakes. Ever heard of it?

( he doesn't wait for an answer, ushering her in with a hover hand. the inside of the cafe is a deal more trite than the outside, and the staff a little skittish and unequipped.

lo and behold, though, are the cats at their table. something odd scratches the inside of takasugi's stomach as he glances over them, a something he hasn't felt before, though he opts to ignore it for now. as they settle in and look over the menus, he gives a little white cat a scritch under its chin. )


At least it's not as smarmy on the inside. Even my city of SAITAMA managed to produce less pollution than some of the street corners I passed on the way to get here.
Edited (why did i write this twice) 2025-04-03 20:30 (UTC)
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[personal profile] takasugi 2025-04-14 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm, sort of. It's nice to get out and see the sights, to take in what's really going on here. But I'm not really the sort of person to get off on the struggles of the oppressed, especially when the populace seems so wary of us Augmented, and so I've been keeping my distance. Generally.

( not counting the socialite woman he promptly ignores after this thread...

takasugi's eyes flit away in thought, a crooked finger paused under the cat's chin, much to its annoyance. )


That, and something feels off about the city in general. I'm cut off from the threads of magic at this point, now that I've got a human body, but it doesn't mean I can't still feel it lingering at my fingertips.
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[personal profile] takasugi 2025-04-24 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Just so you know, I'm definitely an extrovert, okay? Extrovert. The life of the party, even.

( all that, and that's what she came up with? it's like everything he said went in her ear and out the other changed!

well. okay. not like it matters. let her think he's shy. )
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[personal profile] takasugi 2025-04-24 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
( anyway.

the novelty of a paper menu isn't lost on takasugi, as he trails a slender finger down the lettering. )


But, sure. It shouldn't be too hard to enjoy ourselves and win them over. I'll take one of these intricate-looking ice cream floats, with all the sprinkles. And a cherry on top.

( a pause, and then: )

And extra chocolate syrup. Most men from my time wouldn't be caught dead ordering something like this, but. What the hell. I've never had it before.

( he crosses a leg up over his lap. )