- ❝ こわくないよ！❞
──────────────xｌｅｍｒｅｓ ✢ 18 ✢ tags: ahri, claude ✢ location: library
"Ah, I'd really appreciate that! Thank you!" Lemres offered a sweet smile at Claude's gesture to walk amongst the aisles in his stead. He was already deteriorating at a rapid pace, and he swore if he moved another leg muscle he'd fall flat on his face. A gloved hand reached for one of the thick tomes, and he managed to get it in front of him without too much trouble. The thick cover opened with a satisfying thump on the oak table, and he was about to begin reading until...
To be honest, that man still looked more attractive than the book sitting on the table. He moved with an air of mysterious kindness - something he saw in himself - but seemed like his mind was wandering elsewhere. The way Claude's eyes would lose their shine, even if for a small lull in time, surely indicated that something was on his mind. The way Claude's muscles would stiffen, as if paused by stasis magic... OH DEAR ARUKA HE WAS STARING WITH HIS EYES CLOSED. Maybe the fact that he was in the room with a literal youkai was messing up his thought process...
Lemres attempted to shake himself from that... trance, and then flipped the book open to the index. It appeared to be a history of sort on this estate, especially given some sloppy penmanship a few pages in. It was a language that surely wasn't Japanese - so the meaning flew over his head. Maybe he'd ask Claude..? Or perhaps he'd ask Ahri? Both seemed like a good choice, but half the struggle was acting on those decisions. Perhaps leaving it vague would work... "I'm sorry," he brought up, to no one in particular. "I cannot read this language - I can only read Japanese and English."
Oh dear Aruka, was the strange english-like scripture before him in the language of love, French?! Risukuma had the tendency to speak it, but only knew "Je t'aime." It surely did resemble it, but he would have no idea to know otherwise... This master A character really really likes love, Lemres decided. Like sweet Ally, albiet weirder and vaguer and... Not Ally at all.
- ❝ お相手いたします！❞
──────────────xｒｉｎｇｏ ✢ 16 ✢ tags: yuki + ruby ✢ location: kitchen
Talking with Yuki was nice, Ringo decided. He was patient, and although his remarks short, it seemed like he had a lot to say. Mysterious! Her analysis was severed by a smattering of compliments from the silvery boy, and with that soft yet impactful voice... "Eh- ah, thanks," the girl sputtered out, truly hoping her face didn't imitate her hair in terms of redness. She pulled her gaze from Yuki to try and look at literally anything else, because showing her flustered side in a situation like this..!
But it wasn't like she didn't hear his low mumble of his lament of his family. Being a physics master means you have to see and hear when something is ever-so-slightly off when you're running a test... She thumbed over the phrase in her head, trying to process it - and the thoughts only got more swarmed when she noticed Yuki tensing up. Ringo hesitated - did she have the right to say anything? They had only just met, after all, but... The greengrocer knew that she was quick to lend a helping hand, from aiding random girls crashing into her school to a particular T-piece who she had cried over although they knew each other scant a month. Maybe - perhaps...
Ringo's plan to offer a comforting backpat backfired due to her hesitance, and all that came out of the attempt was her hand slightly brushing against Yuki's. Terrifying! I really just did that!
Well - that was aside the point. They were at the kitchen now, and Ruby was finally speaking. She watched as the taller girl went about explaining her thoughts and shot both of them a question - ah, where to eat... The plates did look attractive, though - picking one up would do no harm. Ringo decided to go for something that appeared simple enough, and decided to take the lead. "There's already utensils set out, so perhaps we eat here? I think - I remember something about a gala. So perhaps there is one of those big fancy-pants ginormous long tables." Yikes, slow down with the adjectives, girl! "Additionally," she continued, moving the plate to her left hand so she could gesture animatedly with her other, "I think that we should eat in here, because we'd all look really ridiculous and like a bunch of students if we were wandering about with fancy plates." She grabbed a fork, and took a rather triumphant stab of lettuce. A lettuce-rallying call, because those two looked just as uneasy as she did, what with Ruby looking distant and Yuki seeming stuck in a temporary trance...
"Thank you for the meal!" she proclaimed, and unceremoniously took a bite of the salad.
- ❝ 調子が出てきた！❞
──────────────xｅｘ ✢ 32 ✢ tags: open!!!!! ✢ location: hallways
Perhaps his garden frolick was a little too childish. But oh, it was so nice to be able to feel grass under his boots and see a hydrangea again... Ex departed from the garden, albeit with hesitance - being the Keeper of Space-Time meant that he was stuck in a spiraling galaxy with only marble floors and purple flames to comfort him. He concurred that, perhaps if this was his dream still, he'd be able to see one of his kids... Tee, Ess, O... Any of them were welcome in his mindspace.
The walk out of the gates was longer than it should've been. Getting adjusted to regular gravity was quite a feat, for the silvery-haired man nearly stumbled every time he took a step. His earlier instance of euphoria seemed to have fueled him this far, Ex supposed. The hallways were winking with lit orange-red flames, a welcome change from the regular purples he saw at the Gate. He heard voices from many directions, supposedly just from his mind..? Something sharp was happening in the supposed ballroom, if the huge doors were any indication, and something brave was emerging from the kitchen.
Maybe he'd let fate have its course. Ex decided to do what he had did during that time - wait for those to come to him.
