[ if i have to suffer katy making me do a smell dating prompt, then i will also inflict it on you. V'seji is not quite understanding the process here, so he dares repeat what he reads from the pamphlet they received. ]
We send you a t-shirt
You wear the shirt for three days and three nights.
You return the shirt to us in a package.
We send you swatches of t-shirts worn by a selection of other individuals.
You smell the samples and tell us who you like.
If someone whose smell you like likes the smell of you too, we'll facilitate an exchange of contact information.
The rest is up to you.
[ He looks at her with a flat stare, a bit confused. Usually, he's gung-ho about trying new things just to see, but this is a little much, isn't it? ]
Is this to be trusted? What if they are merely scamming women for their collection of dirty shirts?
Now, so, something is happening that is meant to be testing their relationship. Using...smell, huh. Smell dating. With each line he reads out, she grows more pale by the minute.]
Uh.
[That noise she made was uncharacteristically undignified. Also, /aback occurs as he brings up his theory.]
Y-you're...you might be right! Then, are we going to do this at all?
[Look, she's a lady, she's not going to do it unless he agrees as well.]
Anyway, I am confused, is it saying that we normally smell each other constantly?
... Well, my tribe is more sensitive to scent, so it would be true for us.
[ Sniffing is a greeting in his branch of the V tribe and everyone is known for a certain scent, either their own or mixed with their environment. For the most part, it isn't indicative of someone's compatibility.
Since some people can just smell like food. Does this mean you're betrothed to food? ]
However, I can't imagine that is true for everyone. At most, you would smell them if you share the same bed, I suppose?
Oh? Then...would you already be able to figure out scent now?
[Actually, does that mean he's been sniffing her up already as ways of greeting? This V tribe sure is something. She's not sure if she would be allowed to sniff without explaining to her family this is a custom he has.
Also, being betrothed to her would actually be akin to being betrothed to food since she eats so much.]
We would have familiar scents then, if we spend a lot of time together. Sharing many items as well.
[She does think about the bed as well. The sheets. It smells like cat.]
[ Konoe and Rai have... This thing. This intimate. Fondness. That he still sometimes has trouble coming to terms with how such an asshole can make his heart beat so fast. Still, he has splayed his feelings for him already, so why?
Why is he here? With some mysterious scribe that talks about your mates' level of compatibility can be tested with a smell trial. ]
... I don't think we need to reaffirm our relationship by doing this.
[ It's fine if Rai smells him, but he isn't into the idea of procuring the other Ribika dirty clothes to smell and judge if they're compatible. Actually, he jsut doesn't want to hear Rai say that he smells and should learn how to groom properly. ]
[ theoretically, rai agrees. he's smelled konoe a lot. he has groomed every inch of him before. every! inch!
however, the idea was thrust upon him and he has yet to back down to the challenge. wear this shirt for three days without bathing (gross), and see if it works.
if it "doesn't work" he's just going to shred the shirts with his claws and they'll be on their way, so it's fine? it's fine. ]
[ Konoe is unaware of this challenge that Rai pursues. Instead, he only sees this as an inconvenience to them. Likewise, why would he want to smell Rai after three days without a bath?!?!
An eyebrow twitches as he keeps repeating Rai's question in his head, despite already answering. He's usually composed. He's usually calm! People have said this, but it's always this big cat that seems to rile him up. ]
[ Master has sent their team only for them to get separated in the blizzard. The other lancers are elsewhere, but fortunately for Karna he's with another. Also, fortunately for him, the cold doesn't hinder him at all. It'd be a shame of Surya's son can't handle this much.
He's his last concern. Bi-colored eyes look over to his comrade with underlying worry despite his neutral expression. ]
( whatever kind of impromptu team building exercise their master has assigned all of the lancers seems to have backfired? or perhaps they're craftier and more creative than enkidu thinks, which is... likely. humans are sometimes hard to predict and that's why they stay fascinated by them.
for now, though--- they can feel the chill of the blizzard lapping at their neck, their fingers and toes growing numb.
listen, all they're wearing is that white cloth and nothing else. )
[ Sometimes wearing a white blanket is better than Karna's odd black swimsuit outfit. He continues to look down at them, blinking at their question and then their reaction. ]
You're capable of changing your form.
[ Maybe clay child would turn into a fluffy dog? He doesn't say it to be rude, but really he didn't want to undermine his comrade. If they didn't need help, then they didn't. With a quick draw of his hands, Karna takes off his pink floof cape and drapes it over Enkidu. ]
The King of Heroes sang it high praises.
[ In ways Karna did Not need to quite learn, but he listened, anyway. ]
[ In this mission, their objective is to find the source of the unrelenting storm that will blanket the town in the next couple of days—said to last for years if unresolved. His team isn't native, but merely players of the gods' game. It always leaves a bad taste in Joonghyuk's mouth, but he stomachs it with the ambition to kill all of those gods and destroy the very system that created them. This detour is merely a stepping stone to gain riches, items, skills, and power to reach those stars.
With the number of coins that their nebula has combined, they easily claim a small cottage on the outskirts of town and prepare it for the coming winter. Of course, they only anticipated that it would be for the few members currently here. However, it seems that their leader picked up a stray on his trip to investigate locals. Joonghyuk doesn't overturn Dokja's choice, let alone acknowledge it with more than a glare—then, he ignores the new addition the whole time.
At least until now. Joonghyuk has taken off his coat and fastens on an apron, finally calling out to Ayer with his arms folded across his chest. ]
( happy valentine's day. of course, this is probably impossible--- right? a text message from someone that is, more than likely, no longer in this world.
but still. here he is. )
Come to the jazz club in Kichijoji. Leave your cat at home.
[ Akira was just talking to Ryuji about their little loner hangout until Yusuke arrived. All three of them got to listen to a rather wise lecture about ~love~ from boss, but then he gets this text. Of course, his expression is mixed with confusion, surprise, and elation—this feels right. He held onto that small hope as he held onto Goro's glove, believing that the detective's unyielding spirit will keep him alive... At least until their promise is fulfilled.
Quietly, he excuses himself and dips out of the cafe. As the door closes, he catches Ryuji's whining about how Akira had plans, too. How could he betray them like this? He doesn't refute, more like doesn't have time to. The next train leaves very soon, so he has to catch it. When boarding, a small doubt claws its way in through the excitement. ]
How do I know if this is you?
[ Akira still believes Goro Akechi is alive after all these months, but he isn't one to let himself get tricked here. Even if he's only a couple of steps from the jazz club, he can turn on the ball of his heel and book it. ]
( this is the correct question, and it's the one that akechi expected to be asked before anything else. who knows if someone might've hacked his phone, someone who wished to do harm to the phantom thieves even after all was said and done? the fact he got a response means something, but he stifles that excitement as soon as he feels it hit home.
besides, this might be the last day he ever sees joker again. he would make sure it would be a memorable one, especially when it happened that his last possible day of freedom also happened to be one that would allow him to express his complicated feelings the best. )
I want my glove back.
( something that only he would understand. they were the only ones around at that time... this would be their final duel. or something close to it. )
[ That's enough for him, to be honest. Only Morgana knows about the glove and that's because Akira confided in his cat friend one of the nights when they were up for no reason. Scratch that. It was because of shaky nerves before a heist. As confident as Akira appears to be when the going gets tough, sometimes he's plagued with worry like anyone his age. It's usually when no one is around aside from Morgana, though...
Today isn't filled with worry as it is with sensible suspicion and contradictory hope. His eyes stay pinned on the text, letting it sink in before he heads into the jazz club with his head up high. He's greeted by the owner passing by, but they're too busy to point out to him Goro's table. Not willing to wait for a guide, he decides to traverse deeper into the quaint space and search for the detective himself, steps matching the lilts in the soothing tunes.
If only he still had the Third Eye, then he would be able to quickly find him. ]
[ 'how did you'- delete delete delete. 'why am i'- delete. 'why did you match with me'- delete. ]
Kurusu-kun, you can't be that desperate for company.
[ implying that this is an app for loners. and honestly, 'looking for a good time?' goro doesn't even know why it's in his phone in the first place, and that kurusu is the first to match him. goro doesn't even know what his own profile looks like, and the thought is terrifying enough that he has to actively ignore it to function. ]
[ Akira has kind of forgotten about the joke dating app profile he made thanks to the encouragement and "support" of his so-called friends. It comes to him as a surprise because he did had to deal with an influx of weird requests earlier that he would rather not recap, but... This one seems normal if it weren't for the name titled above the message.
Now this one is weirder than the rest. ]
You're single?
[ Forget himself, let's talk about Mister Dreamy Bachelor Most Likely To Succeed—Akechi Goro—messaging him via dating app. Akira poses this like a real, serious question, as if he doesn't already know. ]
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[ He looks at her with a flat stare, a bit confused. Usually, he's gung-ho about trying new things just to see, but this is a little much, isn't it? ]
Is this to be trusted? What if they are merely scamming women for their collection of dirty shirts?
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Now, so, something is happening that is meant to be testing their relationship. Using...smell, huh. Smell dating. With each line he reads out, she grows more pale by the minute.]
Uh.
[That noise she made was uncharacteristically undignified. Also, /aback occurs as he brings up his theory.]
Y-you're...you might be right! Then, are we going to do this at all?
[Look, she's a lady, she's not going to do it unless he agrees as well.]
Anyway, I am confused, is it saying that we normally smell each other constantly?
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[ Sniffing is a greeting in his branch of the V tribe and everyone is known for a certain scent, either their own or mixed with their environment. For the most part, it isn't indicative of someone's compatibility.
Since some people can just smell like food. Does this mean you're betrothed to food? ]
However, I can't imagine that is true for everyone. At most, you would smell them if you share the same bed, I suppose?
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[Actually, does that mean he's been sniffing her up already as ways of greeting? This V tribe sure is something. She's not sure if she would be allowed to sniff without explaining to her family this is a custom he has.
Also, being betrothed to her would actually be akin to being betrothed to food since she eats so much.]
We would have familiar scents then, if we spend a lot of time together. Sharing many items as well.
[She does think about the bed as well. The sheets. It smells like cat.]
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i hate this
Why is he here? With some mysterious scribe that talks about your mates' level of compatibility can be tested with a smell trial. ]
... I don't think we need to reaffirm our relationship by doing this.
[ It's fine if Rai smells him, but he isn't into the idea of procuring the other Ribika dirty clothes to smell and judge if they're compatible. Actually, he jsut doesn't want to hear Rai say that he smells and should learn how to groom properly. ]
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however, the idea was thrust upon him and he has yet to back down to the challenge. wear this shirt for three days without bathing (gross), and see if it works.
if it "doesn't work" he's just going to shred the shirts with his claws and they'll be on their way, so it's fine? it's fine. ]
Scared of what it'll tell me?
[ that you smell. ]
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[ Konoe is unaware of this challenge that Rai pursues. Instead, he only sees this as an inconvenience to them. Likewise, why would he want to smell Rai after three days without a bath?!?!
An eyebrow twitches as he keeps repeating Rai's question in his head, despite already answering. He's usually composed. He's usually calm! People have said this, but it's always this big cat that seems to rile him up. ]
You better not sweat in the shirt too much.
[ Disgusting. They're doing this. ]
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He's his last concern. Bi-colored eyes look over to his comrade with underlying worry despite his neutral expression. ]
Are you cold?
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for now, though--- they can feel the chill of the blizzard lapping at their neck, their fingers and toes growing numb.
listen, all they're wearing is that white cloth and nothing else. )
Do I look cold...?
( and then they shudder. )
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You're capable of changing your form.
[ Maybe clay child would turn into a fluffy dog? He doesn't say it to be rude, but really he didn't want to undermine his comrade. If they didn't need help, then they didn't. With a quick draw of his hands, Karna takes off his pink floof cape and drapes it over Enkidu. ]
The King of Heroes sang it high praises.
[ In ways Karna did Not need to quite learn, but he listened, anyway. ]
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reiiimiiiii
With the number of coins that their nebula has combined, they easily claim a small cottage on the outskirts of town and prepare it for the coming winter. Of course, they only anticipated that it would be for the few members currently here. However, it seems that their leader picked up a stray on his trip to investigate locals. Joonghyuk doesn't overturn Dokja's choice, let alone acknowledge it with more than a glare—then, he ignores the new addition the whole time.
At least until now. Joonghyuk has taken off his coat and fastens on an apron, finally calling out to Ayer with his arms folded across his chest. ]
Do you plan to make yourself useful?
[ Everyone else is gone. It's just them. ]
2/14 - morning
( happy valentine's day. of course, this is probably impossible--- right? a text message from someone that is, more than likely, no longer in this world.
but still. here he is. )
Come to the jazz club in Kichijoji. Leave your cat at home.
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Quietly, he excuses himself and dips out of the cafe. As the door closes, he catches Ryuji's whining about how Akira had plans, too. How could he betray them like this? He doesn't refute, more like doesn't have time to. The next train leaves very soon, so he has to catch it. When boarding, a small doubt claws its way in through the excitement. ]
How do I know if this is you?
[ Akira still believes Goro Akechi is alive after all these months, but he isn't one to let himself get tricked here. Even if he's only a couple of steps from the jazz club, he can turn on the ball of his heel and book it. ]
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besides, this might be the last day he ever sees joker again. he would make sure it would be a memorable one, especially when it happened that his last possible day of freedom also happened to be one that would allow him to express his complicated feelings the best. )
I want my glove back.
( something that only he would understand. they were the only ones around at that time... this would be their final duel. or something close to it. )
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Today isn't filled with worry as it is with sensible suspicion and contradictory hope. His eyes stay pinned on the text, letting it sink in before he heads into the jazz club with his head up high. He's greeted by the owner passing by, but they're too busy to point out to him Goro's table. Not willing to wait for a guide, he decides to traverse deeper into the quaint space and search for the detective himself, steps matching the lilts in the soothing tunes.
If only he still had the Third Eye, then he would be able to quickly find him. ]
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KURUSU AKIRA (22)
Treat me to coffee? ☕🐈
a very reluctant/accidental/who-knows ✓
Kurusu-kun, you can't be that desperate for company.
[ implying that this is an app for loners. and honestly, 'looking for a good time?' goro doesn't even know why it's in his phone in the first place, and that kurusu is the first to match him. goro doesn't even know what his own profile looks like, and the thought is terrifying enough that he has to actively ignore it to function. ]
uh-huh
Now this one is weirder than the rest. ]
You're single?
[ Forget himself, let's talk about Mister Dreamy Bachelor Most Likely To Succeed—Akechi Goro—messaging him via dating app. Akira poses this like a real, serious question, as if he doesn't already know. ]
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This is one of your schemes, is it not?
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don't look at me........
i am looking
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idk how much you've read so far so take ur time w it but please know. that he is here now. watching. waiting.
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excellent lmk if you cried during central ballad