( 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.
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( what the fuck is a deep fake... she's halfway from asking - far more politely, of course - before shinsaku simply helps her inside, and it's almost as though their prior conversation had completely disappeared from her mind, in light of being met with the kittens and the interior of the café.
it's not quite like the ones she remembers, from her memories, but it's unique in the way that it's a café in karteria, and she assumes, then, that it's of a quality she has yet to fully understand. such cute little furballs, the cats are, even the ones at their table. elysia pets a few, others who flock to her side of the banquette, finding that no matter the world, cats will certainly be cats.
pardofelis would have enjoyed this little trip, she thinks. )
But the difference is fun, isn't it? ( a curious look she throws at shinsaku, though her hand is still hard at work, ) The humans of Karteria, the way they think and work, and the things they have built for their world... It's different from what I know, but I love watching their efforts here. It makes you want to explore more, don't you think?
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.
Hmm ♪ So Shinsaku is a shy boy? ( NOT what he said, girl. yet she still chuckles all the same, like that's a precious piece of information she just received. ) But, I can't blame them, you know? We're all totally different from them, and we arrived really suddenly. We know nothing about them, their world, their struggles... so it's fine if they're wary, right? That's why we have to win over their hearts ♪
( like some sort of otome game... she's sure with shinsaku's charms, he would be popular with the locals. and, she wonders, maybe what's so off with karteria is simply that it's a new place. even she herself is unsure whether she still has her herrscher powers here, but without them... who would she really be?
a waitress comes by their table to take their orders, and though she looks none too pleased about it, elysia hardly seems to really notice or be bothered by it. )
Maybe eating their cuisine will make you feel better. ( about the?? lack of magic???? ) Order anything you want— ah, but no spending all of a girl's budget, okay? I'll be really sad if you do!
( she won't, but! it's about the prospect of a cute girl being sad! it's about the threat!! )
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.
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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.
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it's not quite like the ones she remembers, from her memories, but it's unique in the way that it's a café in karteria, and she assumes, then, that it's of a quality she has yet to fully understand. such cute little furballs, the cats are, even the ones at their table. elysia pets a few, others who flock to her side of the banquette, finding that no matter the world, cats will certainly be cats.
pardofelis would have enjoyed this little trip, she thinks. )
But the difference is fun, isn't it? ( a curious look she throws at shinsaku, though her hand is still hard at work, ) The humans of Karteria, the way they think and work, and the things they have built for their world... It's different from what I know, but I love watching their efforts here. It makes you want to explore more, don't you think?
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( 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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Hmm ♪ So Shinsaku is a shy boy? ( NOT what he said, girl. yet she still chuckles all the same, like that's a precious piece of information she just received. ) But, I can't blame them, you know? We're all totally different from them, and we arrived really suddenly. We know nothing about them, their world, their struggles... so it's fine if they're wary, right? That's why we have to win over their hearts ♪
( like some sort of otome game... she's sure with shinsaku's charms, he would be popular with the locals. and, she wonders, maybe what's so off with karteria is simply that it's a new place. even she herself is unsure whether she still has her herrscher powers here, but without them... who would she really be?
a waitress comes by their table to take their orders, and though she looks none too pleased about it, elysia hardly seems to really notice or be bothered by it. )
Maybe eating their cuisine will make you feel better. ( about the?? lack of magic???? ) Order anything you want— ah, but no spending all of a girl's budget, okay? I'll be really sad if you do!
( she won't, but! it's about the prospect of a cute girl being sad! it's about the threat!! )
( 1 / 2 )
( 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. )
( 2 / 2 )
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. )