[Finished with updating his journal, Luke ambles towards the kitchen, stretching his arms and yawning, adrenaline wearing off into exhaustion and sleepiness.
When he enters, he inclines his head in response to Senri's question, twitching a small smile in return.]
Not really. I don't really know... what I'd talk about.
[Especially after today. There was a lot of buzz going around about the different gods, everyone's impressions, and so on... it was a little intimidating. Besides, gods didn't really seem like the type who'd enjoy getting bothered...]
I have... I guess mostly because I'm scared of making bad first impressions. But I definitely felt like you - I wasn't sure what to do or say around them...
[he'll finish up the hot chocolate now and pick up both mugs, handing one out to Luke]
Oh whoa - definitely not all! Umm, I've talked to like maybe half by now? And I know someone else who's talked to even more than I have....
[but senri will smile and tilt his head]
But here.... [senri will wave his palm and seemingly pull a red rose out of nowhere - his sleight of hand is very good. he offers it to luke. it's thornless!] You can have this.
Beauty wants to talk to more people - not because of the trial or anything, he asked me to do this starting a few days ago... So I think he'd like to speak with you if you want a good place to start.
People in general - but he told me to look for people who would have open hearts that would be willing to chat with him, hopefully. I don't know you very well but... I want to help you too, so maybe this is a good place to start - to connect two people who want to talk.
[and he smiles easily. he takes a sip of hot chocolate before he continues]
Beauty's really nice! He's very charming, definitely. I like him a lot. He'll answer your questions and try to help you - he wants to win the game, of course, but I think he's really soft-hearted.
[Flattered considerably, Luke resolves to definitely speak with Beauty. It didn't take much.
On the other hand, what to do with this rose? Twirling it idly between his fingers as he takes a deep drink of hot chocolate, he looks over the rim of the mug at Senri, considering his works. When he finally puts it down, he has a chocolate foam mustache.]
[ . . . moe. Senri gets a brief, almost impossible to catch spark in his eye.]
Of course. I've got some other tips on meeting gods - a lot of them are pretty nice - but how about we take a quick picture? You look good with the rose.
Sure - but I think you just look good with it too.
[shameless! but he'll pull out his phone for a selfie, moving to bump shoulders with Luke playfully before lifting his arm so that the selfie camera is on them
senri throws up a V for Victory next to his face and gives his best smile
luke can probably see his foam mustache but senri's taking the pic anyway!]
Oh. [his cheeks pink at the compliment. hard to come back from that.] Th-thanks...
[But it's the selfie that catches him the most off-guard. As soon as the camera's out, he's gawking at it—and actively looks shocked at the device itself.]
[nice, senri now has a picture of luke with a foam mustache WHILE he's blushing. he grins brightly before tapping his photos app and showing it to luke]
Is this your first experience with a cell phone with a camera too?
[with the sudden appearance of a mysterious "cell fon" with unexplainable fontech imaging properties, he leans in, wordlessly, barely registering the image itself. Luke nods slowly in response, the unknown words swirling in his head.]
Wow. [he means it, and not even because the image's construction largely seems to imply he and Senri just finished a successful date.] It just... paints a picture of whatever it sees?
Yep! Just like that. It lives in my phone for now, but I've been trying to see if I can get a printer so we can get the actual picture to hold in our hands?
It can do videos and stuff too - so like, moving pictures...?
[The beauty salon was not a place Luke would go as a natural matter of course, but here, he can't help but poke his nose into each of the rooms as he passes, surveying them for people, for changes, for things. When he sees the shock of orange juice hair lounging comfortably within the salon's recesses, however, he can't help but stop walking—unless there was another dayglo orange hair person around, it had to be Senri.
Taking an uncharacteristic step inside, he opens his mouth to greet him—and sees his face absolutely covered in mud. Blinking, his face shifts into confusion, concern, as he picks up his pace.]
Senri! Hey, wake up! Are you okay? [Who would do this to someone while they were sleeping???]
[video!! there was only one other place he'd seen something this advanced, but on such a small, portable device, able to show anyone, anywhere...
also, it was a genuinely nice sunset.]
...That's incredible. It must've taken you a really long time to make that. [the cell fon. his respect for Senri has grown enormously. what a talented young man.]
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