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[How does Sandra answer her phone if she has no hands, who knows. The point is he at least has the foresight to use voice for this.]
Hi. Sandra— [A pause.] Do me a favor. ...how busy are you?
[He figures likely not very, but. It doesn't hurt to ask.]
Hi. Sandra— [A pause.] Do me a favor. ...how busy are you?
[He figures likely not very, but. It doesn't hurt to ask.]
Edited (4am nitpick.) 2018-01-28 08:45 (UTC)
[ By yelling answer a couple of times in increasing annoyance like my uncle at his Bluetooth. ]
Oh, busy as ever, you know. Life never settles here in this empty apartment. But for you, I do believe I could shuffle some appointments around. What is it you require?
Oh, busy as ever, you know. Life never settles here in this empty apartment. But for you, I do believe I could shuffle some appointments around. What is it you require?
[Sounds legit.
But look, you were off being Mr. and Mrs. Smith with Richie the other day. For all he knows you've got important plans. He awards her exaggerated generosity with a laugh, brief and self-effacing, before getting to the point.]
Much obliged. Just wondering if you'd mind some company.
[i.e. he's got a bunch of time to kill because he's stuck back in the Transistor for the foreseeable future. But he wouldn't want to assume before having someone (Red, probably, godmods my castmates) drag him over for an extended stay.]
But look, you were off being Mr. and Mrs. Smith with Richie the other day. For all he knows you've got important plans. He awards her exaggerated generosity with a laugh, brief and self-effacing, before getting to the point.]
Much obliged. Just wondering if you'd mind some company.
[i.e. he's got a bunch of time to kill because he's stuck back in the Transistor for the foreseeable future. But he wouldn't want to assume before having someone (Red, probably, godmods my castmates) drag him over for an extended stay.]
[ Okay fair. But she isn't used to ever having plans, alright. Statistically speaking, that was a fluke. ]
That hardly sounds like a favor to me.
[ Unless he would prefer to ask upon his arrival. Some things are better exchanged in person. After all, she can't very well read his intentions from over the phone. ]
Come along. I will not be going anywhere any time soon.
That hardly sounds like a favor to me.
[ Unless he would prefer to ask upon his arrival. Some things are better exchanged in person. After all, she can't very well read his intentions from over the phone. ]
Come along. I will not be going anywhere any time soon.
[ When he returns, there is no crackling fire :( or the welcoming scent of tea :( sad day.
But true to her (other) word, at least Sandra is, in fact, present. His disappointment, though predictable and present, passes quickly as he sets down a suspiciously large bag of miscellany. ]
I forgot, you must not be one for drinks. [ oops ] However—I think I can interest you instead in what I found at the market today.
[ His lowkey preening is her cue to ask. (It's building supplies, mindreaders ruin all the surprise.) ]
But true to her (other) word, at least Sandra is, in fact, present. His disappointment, though predictable and present, passes quickly as he sets down a suspiciously large bag of miscellany. ]
I forgot, you must not be one for drinks. [ oops ] However—I think I can interest you instead in what I found at the market today.
[ His lowkey preening is her cue to ask. (It's building supplies, mindreaders ruin all the surprise.) ]
[ As expected, she feels genuine disappointment in this the moment he enters. Genuine. How can a child be so eloquent yet so utterly failing to grasp the concept of spirits and their nonexistent influence upon the world????? They fucking live together. ]
[ She laughs, though whether amused or derisive, it is impossible to say. ]
They go right through me, as they say, [ hummed impassively as she materializes from the coffee table, and her closed eyes lock with the rustling sound of purchases made. Building supplies they may be, but when it comes to Yusuke's mind, building supplies probably have to be pursued far down the rabbit hole to determine their use. So she'll give him a long consideration... And then indulge his enthusiasm. ] Oh, do tell, my curiosity ignites. I have yet to make a visit of my own request; frankly, I do not wish to be mistaken for goods again... Though with my need for material possessions, I really do not require much excuse to avoid it.
[ She says, Crystal tucked away in her sleek new bag. ]
[ She laughs, though whether amused or derisive, it is impossible to say. ]
They go right through me, as they say, [ hummed impassively as she materializes from the coffee table, and her closed eyes lock with the rustling sound of purchases made. Building supplies they may be, but when it comes to Yusuke's mind, building supplies probably have to be pursued far down the rabbit hole to determine their use. So she'll give him a long consideration... And then indulge his enthusiasm. ] Oh, do tell, my curiosity ignites. I have yet to make a visit of my own request; frankly, I do not wish to be mistaken for goods again... Though with my need for material possessions, I really do not require much excuse to avoid it.
[ She says, Crystal tucked away in her sleek new bag. ]
[ He remembers her... state of being most of the time, but the entire world basically slips his mind when he has an Agenda. A Project.
As he does now, obviously. ]
Your appearance was well-received, was it not? [ He assumes it was—she was very dashing for the gala, not a party present more glam than she. ] Regardless, it won't be an issue with this time.
[ He starts spreading out the materials—some wood, a few random structural elements he assumes he'll need like screws, and many, many more embellishments, including some green drapery—speaking as he takes stock. ]
Thanks to one of my... sponsors, I can finally go about providing you with your very own room within our humble home.
As he does now, obviously. ]
Your appearance was well-received, was it not? [ He assumes it was—she was very dashing for the gala, not a party present more glam than she. ] Regardless, it won't be an issue with this time.
[ He starts spreading out the materials—some wood, a few random structural elements he assumes he'll need like screws, and many, many more embellishments, including some green drapery—speaking as he takes stock. ]
Thanks to one of my... sponsors, I can finally go about providing you with your very own room within our humble home.
[Flukes still count as plans!!! And company still counts as a favor. Your time has value, Sandra, love yourself. Just because you have a lot of it doesn't mean it passes any faster than anyone else's.
Anyway, presumably Red drags him in and then goes about her business, because I need to move this thread along and there's a time and a place for dragging your useless sword boyfriend along with you on your errands and apparently today isn't it. Which is fine, because SGG inanimate objects anonymous is due for another meeting. This time in full form—Sandra's orb sitting on her little folded cloth, the Transistor leaning against the wall in eye (lens?) sight. The sight of which is lost on Sandra, of course, but she's probably used to the distinctive distortion it puts on his voice, by now. Not to mention the lower vantage point of it. After a while, once they're through with the hellos and such—]
Should have brought a deck of cards. Help pass the time.
[(Said with heavy irony, for the record.)]
Anyway, presumably Red drags him in and then goes about her business, because I need to move this thread along and there's a time and a place for dragging your useless sword boyfriend along with you on your errands and apparently today isn't it. Which is fine, because SGG inanimate objects anonymous is due for another meeting. This time in full form—Sandra's orb sitting on her little folded cloth, the Transistor leaning against the wall in eye (lens?) sight. The sight of which is lost on Sandra, of course, but she's probably used to the distinctive distortion it puts on his voice, by now. Not to mention the lower vantage point of it. After a while, once they're through with the hellos and such—]
Should have brought a deck of cards. Help pass the time.
[(Said with heavy irony, for the record.)]
[ HOW DOES EVERYONE KEEP FORGETTING SHE'S A GHOST WHY IS THIS A COMMON PROBLEM ]
[ Anyway, look at him all dumb and single-minded. It's admirable and stupid. She sighs, ] I suppose it was. I ought to thank you for taking the time.
[ It really had gotten more genuine compliments than it did chuckles, if she had to be honest with herself. Whatever Yusuke had whipped up upon the Crystal's surface, it had been quite the artistic endeavor. ]
[ As he catalogs his self-made clutter, though, she cocks her head. ]
A sponsor for what, precisely? For your art? [ Wouldn't they prefer something... not for someone else entirely? And not in your own house, Yusuke. ] I appreciate the sentiment, but I do not exactly require a room of my own. I do not sleep, I maintain my own privacy... I could not even admire your handiwork.
[ tldr Why ]
[ Anyway, look at him all dumb and single-minded. It's admirable and stupid. She sighs, ] I suppose it was. I ought to thank you for taking the time.
[ It really had gotten more genuine compliments than it did chuckles, if she had to be honest with herself. Whatever Yusuke had whipped up upon the Crystal's surface, it had been quite the artistic endeavor. ]
[ As he catalogs his self-made clutter, though, she cocks her head. ]
A sponsor for what, precisely? For your art? [ Wouldn't they prefer something... not for someone else entirely? And not in your own house, Yusuke. ] I appreciate the sentiment, but I do not exactly require a room of my own. I do not sleep, I maintain my own privacy... I could not even admire your handiwork.
[ tldr Why ]
[ See, it's not so bad being bedazzled. People know true art when they see it, Sandra—that everyone enjoyed it was enough for the effort. Though a little thanks doesn't hurt either. He simply chuckles, low and soft, already thinking up his Future Works for indeterminate, Future Galas.
But presently, his project is thus: building her a room. Roost. Nest. Whatever you want to call it. ]
A sponsor for my work, yes. But also one invested in the welfare of this abode and those that would dwell in it.
[ red probably just gave him some money to humor his schemes, but okay ]
And you are one of them, yes? Surely you deserve some space of your own. [ It will be small, anyway. Their living room is probably cluttered with supplies already. Lord knows that even if he were an... inanimate orb.. he too would want some escape from it all. ] You can know in your mind's eye that it will look magnificent, and rest easy.
[ since OBVIOUSLY that's a concern. he's not gonna make your SWEET CRIB look bad, my dude. ]
But presently, his project is thus: building her a room. Roost. Nest. Whatever you want to call it. ]
A sponsor for my work, yes. But also one invested in the welfare of this abode and those that would dwell in it.
[ red probably just gave him some money to humor his schemes, but okay ]
And you are one of them, yes? Surely you deserve some space of your own. [ It will be small, anyway. Their living room is probably cluttered with supplies already. Lord knows that even if he were an... inanimate orb.. he too would want some escape from it all. ] You can know in your mind's eye that it will look magnificent, and rest easy.
[ since OBVIOUSLY that's a concern. he's not gonna make your SWEET CRIB look bad, my dude. ]
[ gay 
]
[ Probably fair. Grocery day doesn't mix with a giant-ass sword. The often hazy dual presence she senses in him has coalesced once more into something smaller, as it sometimes does, propped politely in her vicinity by a passing Red. He's back on her level, got himself tuckered out and slapped back in purgatory, a crying shame for him. ]
[ He can, to her knowledge, still see, though. So she'll offer him her image, sat comfortably beside her orb. Almost a turning of tables, if only she could lift anything. ]
She ought to have left us with drinks, at the very least. [ Said with equal sincerity, given the last time they considered beverages, folding her arms and grinning. ] You've had an exciting week, I hear.
][ Probably fair. Grocery day doesn't mix with a giant-ass sword. The often hazy dual presence she senses in him has coalesced once more into something smaller, as it sometimes does, propped politely in her vicinity by a passing Red. He's back on her level, got himself tuckered out and slapped back in purgatory, a crying shame for him. ]
[ He can, to her knowledge, still see, though. So she'll offer him her image, sat comfortably beside her orb. Almost a turning of tables, if only she could lift anything. ]
She ought to have left us with drinks, at the very least. [ Said with equal sincerity, given the last time they considered beverages, folding her arms and grinning. ] You've had an exciting week, I hear.
[ Look, she doesn't expect every passing child she meets to be an expert artist, alright? She'd gone into it expecting fingerpaint smears on her surface, and had ended up... endearing, but also quite striking, according to everyone. Even as a centerpiece, it was nice being the center of attention for a little. Being thought of enough to be decorated like every other attendee. ]
[ Well. That probably narrows it down to their roommates that might have a vested interest in art, besides Yusuke. It doesn't take a Reading to nail that one down. And she chuckles softly. ]
I am sure Red will be delighted to see her money put to good use.
[ HAHA BITCH no, I'm sure they've smoothed things over at least a little on their one-sided coffee date. Anyway, she deserves no such thing, as she has already laid claim to the coffee table, but likewise, she will humor his schemes nonetheless. ]
Please, if you are able to paint with a brush, you ought to at least try to paint with your words. Do not leave me in the suspense of my own curiosity, tell me what it is you have planned. What colors do you intend to incorporate?
[ Well. That probably narrows it down to their roommates that might have a vested interest in art, besides Yusuke. It doesn't take a Reading to nail that one down. And she chuckles softly. ]
I am sure Red will be delighted to see her money put to good use.
[ HAHA BITCH no, I'm sure they've smoothed things over at least a little on their one-sided coffee date. Anyway, she deserves no such thing, as she has already laid claim to the coffee table, but likewise, she will humor his schemes nonetheless. ]
Please, if you are able to paint with a brush, you ought to at least try to paint with your words. Do not leave me in the suspense of my own curiosity, tell me what it is you have planned. What colors do you intend to incorporate?
[Gross, I take it back.
See her he can, though from a different perspective, in a different way. He hums in a hedging kind of way.]
Word gets around.
[Mildly. If still pretty noncommittally. You'll need to be more direct than that if you want deets, Sandra.]
See her he can, though from a different perspective, in a different way. He hums in a hedging kind of way.]
Word gets around.
[Mildly. If still pretty noncommittally. You'll need to be more direct than that if you want deets, Sandra.]
[ attached is a post-workout selfie of jj shirtless. he is of course winking, and making a J with one hand.
also this isn't a real post-workout selfie because then his face would be all blotchy from exertion, he's obviously taken a bit of time to cool down so he doesn't look super hideous.
not that it matters because sandra is blind
normally jj would have some accompanying text, but i've chosen to omit that because it's funnier this way ]
also this isn't a real post-workout selfie because then his face would be all blotchy from exertion, he's obviously taken a bit of time to cool down so he doesn't look super hideous.
not that it matters because sandra is blind
normally jj would have some accompanying text, but i've chosen to omit that because it's funnier this way ]
[ Things to belong on coffee tables: coffee mugs, Richie's beer when he's hanging out, half-read books, and paintings left flat to dry. Not roommates. Red had been kind enough to donate to the cause, but who wouldn't agree? Does she want to roll into some spilled tea someday? Yusuke is already organizing a few pints of wood stains and paints, excited to put them to use, when his gaze drifts to the side in thought.
Words are such a poor substitute for visuals, but he'll do his best. ]
Emerald, though that goes without saying. Has anyone ever informed you that it's your image color? [ Did she see and choose it herself, once upon a time? ] Much of the drapery is dark, as I think it best not to distract from your crystal———oh. And I was also able to procure some gold leaf.
[ For accents, of course. At the cost of like, his groceries. ]
...Unless you'd prefer silver, of course.
[ He'd find a way... somehow.. ]
Words are such a poor substitute for visuals, but he'll do his best. ]
Emerald, though that goes without saying. Has anyone ever informed you that it's your image color? [ Did she see and choose it herself, once upon a time? ] Much of the drapery is dark, as I think it best not to distract from your crystal———oh. And I was also able to procure some gold leaf.
[ For accents, of course. At the cost of like, his groceries. ]
...Unless you'd prefer silver, of course.
[ He'd find a way... somehow.. ]
[ . . . Is that her way of asking for another one?
Regardless, JJ sends another selfie. This one is post-shower! (THESE ARE NOT NUDES) ]
Regardless, JJ sends another selfie. This one is post-shower! (THESE ARE NOT NUDES) ]
[ Look, she's quite used to that table lyfe. She can share with tomes and imp toys and obnoxious lutes, she can share with tea stains. But dismissive as she is, she can't help but feel... somewhat attached to the idea, now that he's sharing his plot with her. ]
I have been told, at the very least, that I am quite green. [ Never quite emerald, like the beautiful seas off the coast of the Empire in which they used to bathe. ] Gold sounds like a delightful accompaniment. At least from what I recall. It has been quite some time since I have seen the two hues at all, let alone attempting to complement one another.
[ More than delightful, it sounds regal. Painstakingly acquired to boot. Sacrificed for. The apparition rests its chin in a hand for a moment, listening to the boy's meticulous movements, reading his meticulous thoughts... Though a solid image of the finished product escapes her, the plans bouncing around his head are borderline overwhelming. ]
[ She's quiet a moment longer, before the ghostly image dissolves, leaving the Crystal to glimmer facelessly beside him. ]
I am looking forward to its realization, Yusuke. [ Faceless or otherwise, the voice smiles, before breaking into a ribbing chuckle. ] Shall I not look until it is finished?
I have been told, at the very least, that I am quite green. [ Never quite emerald, like the beautiful seas off the coast of the Empire in which they used to bathe. ] Gold sounds like a delightful accompaniment. At least from what I recall. It has been quite some time since I have seen the two hues at all, let alone attempting to complement one another.
[ More than delightful, it sounds regal. Painstakingly acquired to boot. Sacrificed for. The apparition rests its chin in a hand for a moment, listening to the boy's meticulous movements, reading his meticulous thoughts... Though a solid image of the finished product escapes her, the plans bouncing around his head are borderline overwhelming. ]
[ She's quiet a moment longer, before the ghostly image dissolves, leaving the Crystal to glimmer facelessly beside him. ]
I am looking forward to its realization, Yusuke. [ Faceless or otherwise, the voice smiles, before breaking into a ribbing chuckle. ] Shall I not look until it is finished?
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