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[potentialman]

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[offseers]

[ reaching out through the murmur, a soft prod. ]

Do you have a moment?

[potentialman]

Yeah, what's up?

cw: dead animal

[offseers]

Someone left me . . . this.

[ noah knows who it is, so he won't do anything that'll get ivan in trouble. he just wants to make sense of it. ]

[potentialman]

[ .......uhhhhhh. ]

That's...er.

[ Definitely not customary in most modern societies, as far as Megumi knows? Which is what he's assuming Noah is asking about, given his unusual background relative to the rest of them. ]

[vixenish]

I've been looking into that head count for us, you know.

[ hello, megumi. ]

[potentialman]

[ Why hello there. ]

And?

[ Don't leave him in suspense here...! ]

[vixenish]

No pleasantries? This took a lot of work, you know!

[ she's teasing. ]

telepathic message

[opheliac]

Hey.

[this is a little awkward now that she's awake.]

Can you make me soup when you get back? I still feel sick.

[potentialman]

Yeah, no problem.

[ He's already doing a mental rundown of what he's got stashed away in terms of food, and while it won't be amazing soup, it's definitely doable. ]

Might be something in the first aid stuff to help with that, too. Are you nauseous?

[opheliac]

Yeah.

[a beat.]

I'll scram after I eat. Promise.

[sorte]

[ sometime later in the first week of sundowning, Aventurine's presence will be felt in the back of Megumi's mind. ]

Are you heading out to find the fragment or whatever?

[potentialman]

I'm planning to, why?

[sorte]

That guy's definitely gonna follow you.

action

[trashblaze]

[ Stale toast on mouth, messenger bag on side, package on an arm, skateboard on feet. Caelus rolls through the streets, parkouring against debris and broken roads. He sped away from maybe two or three mutant creatures along the way, leaving them in the dust. He has better business to focus on.

When the trailblazer arrives at Megumi's dorm, instead of going through the front door like a sane person, he decides to scale the walls instead. The emergency staircase and ladders are right there, it's faster… Soon enough, he finds the right room, and peeks through from the window. He knocks at the glass gently, then waves enthusiastically whenever he's seen. ]

[potentialman]

[ It's impressive timing on his part (or just very lucky), since Megumi doesn't spend a lot of time actually in the rooms. He goes elsewhere to train, he goes on supply runs, he hits the library...he's usually got a long to-do list.

But today that list happened to include going through a few more of the dorm rooms and adding anything that might be important to the stash downstairs, where it's more readily on hand, so he's in one of the rooms, checking the mini-fridge to see if anything's been left inside --

-- and he nearly drops the bottle of tea when he turns to check the noise, and sees Caelus waving through the window. ]

[trashblaze]

[ The raccoon is saying something. It's not audible from behind the glass. But Caelus looks hyperactive as always.

He sits down on the windowsill and munches on his toast while waiting, still smiling at Megumi. ]

[offseers]

[ no real preamble but: ]

Is being homeless bad?

[potentialman]

[ Hm. Well, it's bad in the sense that if you don't have a place to sleep and you want to have one, that kind of sucks, but the way Noah's asking sounds more like -- ]

Do you mean as a value judgment? Because it shouldn't be, but a lot of people do treat it like one.

[offseers]

I'm pretty sure he meant it as one. He called me a homeless guy with a knife.

week three

[sacral]

Megumi.

[ — a first name, salient. Natural. Less predisposed to formality than his secret upbringing might suggest. It's not as though Subaru hasn't looked for him in the Murmur before, but this particular weave of emotion is potent, closer. Chosen. He's laid low since that first week, allowed the dust of their tethering to settle.

But he can't pretend as though it doesn't exist entirely. ]

[potentialman]

...Sumeragi-san.

[ Megumi's not sure if he appreciated or resented the distance, all things considered. The circumstances of their tether -- and the other person involved -- left him with a lot of things to think about.

But thinking about it is one thing. Wrapping his mind around it is something else. ]

[sacral]

[ An understandable mixture of feeling. ]

How are you feeling?

end of nov event

[hallowedly]

( This just in: a Murmur-assisted image of the world's most adorable Sleep-hosting terrier pupper, vine tendrils and excitement bursting out of her eyes and tail, a PEPPER tag legibly front and center on her fungus-emaciated colour. )

Why, Fushiguro-kun. I don't suppose there's room in your home and heart for one more.

[potentialman]

I don't mind?

I mean, if you don't think she'd be better served by living with an actual veterinarian, of course.

[ Like, he's just saying. ]

[hallowedly]

I'm afraid I have — ( Good taste. ) — a number of patient visitors with... animal modifications, of late. Some of them haven't mastered their instincts enough to tolerate the permanent presence of a dog on the clinic's premise. She'll make them skittish.