lucetilogs | y'all know what this is for....

y'all know what this is for....

Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.

No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!

Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥

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[She's tempted to ask a few questions, but he helped her when she really needed it. Talk was up to him.]

[...Like the awkward shy kid knows what to say, derp.]

[They can work on that part together, maybe once they're back to normal.] This is your first experiment, right...?

Yeah. I've been turning into my friends back home.

Really? At least you know who they are... [Homesickness or not, she would prefer to hear the voice of one of her loved ones than a complete stranger.]

Yeah, but...

[It just makes him miss them more. He hasn't really mentioned or talked about them to anyone, but the homesickness was starting to get to him.]

... You still miss them anyway, right...?

...It's hard not to.

Yeah, but... there's not much we can do for that, aside from making sure we don't forget them...

I'm just...worried about them, I guess. Even if they say time doesn't pass back home however that works.

It's okay to worry about them. [Messing with time is a big no-no where she's from, so she's more than a little worried.] Which one of your friends are you?

Right now? I'm Alp.

Alp... could you tell me a little about him? [Though CH4 almost before them.]

[Time to pick his information carefully.]

He's a year younger than me. Real good talker. He gets shopgirls to give him free stuff, sometimes.

Shopgirls? I suppose that can be useful. [She's noticing the brief hesitation, Marcell.]

He shares the stuff he gets with the rest of us.

How many of you are there? [Entering the building and climbing those stairs now.]

[Welp, she seems to be doing fine :|a]

Including me, five.

[And while he still doesn't want to share much of anything specific, talking about his friends is...relaxing him.]

[She's had three months to practice how to do it by now – stairs are nothing compared to mountain terrain.] Who are the others? If you don't mind sharing...

There's Fabian...and Kaja and Lilya.

[And already working out what he feels would be okay to tell about them, should she ask.]

Are they all your age...? [If she's prying she doesn't mean to, really.]

...Not really? Kaja's your age, everyone else is either younger or older.

Do you see them often? [Room is in sight! Reaching there now.]

I -- live with them.

[Following into the room. He's just going to let all the implications of that sentence say everything.]

[Don't mind if the room is a little messy, she, Luca and Spada have been working on getting it neat and tidy since they moved in. Never leave interior design to a bubbly blind girl.

But her mind is going crazy with interpreting that sentence.] ... No guardians?

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