(Kenoma.) after the 6th of Firaseri. (cw: beheadings)

[vapour]

[ in the communion space, the Kenoma will feel Childe's presence along with a really obnoxious slurping sound, the exact kind you get when sipping out of a straw and the drink has reached near empty. A momentary flash of Hayame-chan's Beautiful Achamite Head Trio display is flashed as a memory along with a heavy sense of puzzlement over the effort keeping these heads clean and tidy. ]

Wow. Can any of you tell me more about this Pleroma called 'Hayame?' [ he sounds curious more than anything. In fact he finds this all amusing because it's just so... pointlessly grotesque and yet... there's some strange sense of dedication and care to the display.

He laughs now, deciding he finds it actually really funny and entertaining as the wide scope of their enemies starts to show itself.

He wonders if the other Pleroma tried to persuade Hayame not to do this but weren't successful? Or did they not care ... the latter doesn't sound quite right for a good chunk of the Pleroma at least, especially of the first wave arrivals.

It's be interesting to look into. ]

I'm very interested to hear from you if you can.

Comments

[tohell]

I can already tell your enthusiasm over this quaint little meet-up of ours is absolutely off the charts.

[ Childe, is that any way to respond to someone suffering through this Gay Chicken Fake Date with you??? The demon could quite nearly find it in himself to feel offended if his fellow Kenoma wasn't so perplexingly tense about an arrangement he essentially initiated. (Which J has no compunctions about ditching once he's tormented this man enough.) ]

Well, since you're clearly not having any sudden second thoughts- [ Don't mind him, J's just going to subtly insinuate the reverse and subtly needle you about that, Childe. ] Why don't we make it this evening?

Unless you have any pressing issues that need your immediate and undivided attention? [ He's giving you an out, buddy. If you want to tuck tail and run, now's the time! ]

good sorry don't feel like you have to reply after I took this long orz

[vapour]

[ oh man, now he really has to go because it's a total challenge— and if he doesn't he won't even be a coward, he'll just be a little chicken shit.

Shit shit. gay chicken is only fun when you're on the side like J is, okay, noted! ]

—No plans here, no way. It's definitely a date, then. You like flowers, chocolate, what? First impressions count.

[ damn his mouth can sure say things he sometimes wishes it didn't. He's gonna wind up a little broke chickenshit. ]

It's okay! This is such a fun thread and led to some really great things, so thank you for it!

[tohell]

[ Through Communion, the demon gives Childe the vague mental impression of J harassing Makoto with some less than stellar feedback. Since it's a memory clipped and arranged to J's specifications, Childe won't get any specifics at all. There's only the general notion of who is talking and the sense of an emotionally charged conversation (Your confession is safe with him, Mako). Overall, it does explain why J suddenly backtracks. ]

Whoops! Sorry, Hubby said "No" to me getting any sexual favors in return for information.

[ Why is he saying it like that? Well, whatever he and Makoto categorically are to each other is a bit difficult to narrow down. And the easier to swallow options simply don't have the same comedic effect as this. So, that's what he's going with. ]

Wouldn't you know it? You make some beautiful plans after being solicited by a total stranger, and the ol' ball and chain has to put their foot down. [ His amusement is practically a neon sign at this point, so it's pretty clear to anyone tuning into this conversation that he never really took this arrangement seriously in the first place. ]

Since I'm sure you're an upstanding gentleman and not about to break up a happy home, I have a feeling this won't pose any problems. [ How many times will J suggest he's married, just to harass (appease? humiliate?) Makoto? Until he manages one or the other, that's when! ]

He can't ban me from hanging out with coworkers though~! So, as long as we keep our hands to ourselves while we talk about Our Little Pony, you probably won't receive any death threats or dead animals on your doorstep with ominous letters attached.

But I'm not responsible if you do, just so we're clear.