[ that's pretty much as good as an invitation, so akira's going to hear a sharp double-knock on his door before lelouch pokes his head into the room with a lazy smile. ]
Hey. Happy New Year.
[ and! with those niceties out of the way, that means that lelouch can get to the main Ulterior Motive of this conversation. there's a pause, though, mostly lelouch giving him a very critical, appraising look, before he finally speaks. ]
... I can trust you, right? It's kind of important.
Hey. Happy New Year.
[ and! with those niceties out of the way, that means that lelouch can get to the main Ulterior Motive of this conversation. there's a pause, though, mostly lelouch giving him a very critical, appraising look, before he finally speaks. ]
... I can trust you, right? It's kind of important.
[ yeah, you know what, he'll take that invitation, sitting on the edge of the bed and tapping out a quick response to someone else before he puts his phone away for the time being.
there's a slight pause as well, mostly because lelouch looks slightly thoughtful, as if he's not quite sure how to parse his words exactly. ]
Have you had any friends who have regained powers of a sort, recently?
[ yeah, you know what, let's go with that. ]
there's a slight pause as well, mostly because lelouch looks slightly thoughtful, as if he's not quite sure how to parse his words exactly. ]
Have you had any friends who have regained powers of a sort, recently?
[ yeah, you know what, let's go with that. ]
What's the meaning of all this?!
[ she's not happy :( ]
[ she's not happy :( ]
I want the best answer. How could I not have noticed any of this, for an entire year?! This isn't okay, Akira!
No, it's fine. I'll come by. Maki's home, isn't she?
Okay, good. I'm gonna pick up some tiramisu for her. Would you like anything?
Thank you. I'll see you soon.
[ He knows her too well.
It's about 45 minutes before Megumi makes it back to the house, letting herself in with a sigh. She's got a cute little bag on her arm from the café, and she'll head into the kitchen to set it down. She is, quiet honestly, hoping to find Akira there waiting for her, too. ]
[ He knows her too well.
It's about 45 minutes before Megumi makes it back to the house, letting herself in with a sigh. She's got a cute little bag on her arm from the café, and she'll head into the kitchen to set it down. She is, quiet honestly, hoping to find Akira there waiting for her, too. ]
She asked me for some. [ A faint smile as she tucks it carefully away in the fridge. ] So now who's going to take the blame...?
[ She's prepared, you know. With the tiramisu taken care of, she beelines for the mug on the counter, smiling just a little when she sees which one it is. Picking it up, she'll curl her palms around it and press the rim to her lips, taking a long moment to just breathe in the steam and the comforting scent of tea. ]
... sorry for freaking out, earlier. I just... [ She shakes her head, strands of her ponytail shifting across her shoulders. ] I hate feeling used.
[ with unusual, if quiet, venom. ]
[ She's prepared, you know. With the tiramisu taken care of, she beelines for the mug on the counter, smiling just a little when she sees which one it is. Picking it up, she'll curl her palms around it and press the rim to her lips, taking a long moment to just breathe in the steam and the comforting scent of tea. ]
... sorry for freaking out, earlier. I just... [ She shakes her head, strands of her ponytail shifting across her shoulders. ] I hate feeling used.
[ with unusual, if quiet, venom. ]
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[ Megumi is quiet for a long moment.
And then she moves over to Akira's side, and after a moment, rests her head on his shoulder. ]
And then she moves over to Akira's side, and after a moment, rests her head on his shoulder. ]
[ And the fact that she's doing this is a testament to him.
If she's honest with herself, she feels like she's going to fall to pieces from fear and revulsion.
She's quiet as she listens to her brother explain, just kind of taking it all in. ]
They must want us for something. No one would go to this much effort for free. So what are they getting out of this...?
If she's honest with herself, she feels like she's going to fall to pieces from fear and revulsion.
She's quiet as she listens to her brother explain, just kind of taking it all in. ]
They must want us for something. No one would go to this much effort for free. So what are they getting out of this...?
[ooc: I'm assuming he's leaving a message?]
I'm Cloud Strife from the app. You're the Akira Turner who posted all those survey statistics a month ago? There's some data analysis I could use some help with. Gimme a call back if you're interested and actually have the time. Thanks.
I'm Cloud Strife from the app. You're the Akira Turner who posted all those survey statistics a month ago? There's some data analysis I could use some help with. Gimme a call back if you're interested and actually have the time. Thanks.
[Blame his mom.]
Yeah, so... I'm thinking we have solid quantifiable to work with this month.
For a start, there's the simple question of how well people's stated color preference correlates with the brush color they received. I've only looked at a small sample size but so far it really looks like more than coincidence.
Yeah, so... I'm thinking we have solid quantifiable to work with this month.
For a start, there's the simple question of how well people's stated color preference correlates with the brush color they received. I've only looked at a small sample size but so far it really looks like more than coincidence.
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