[ and true enough, she'll be seated primly on a recently cleaned space on the steps, a wool peacoat hanging on her shoulders. current weather all considered, she's fairly underdressed, but there is steam coming off her every exhale. she feels a little self-conscious about it; that's not happened without her willing it before. ]
[ Rather than jingling along, the sound of a galloping horse are heard loudly against the street.
Indeed, he has a Nightmare - a steed that appeared in a dream months back. Its shape fell into what best suited Yuuto but unfortunately, he was fine with whatever. It could've turned into a dog, cat, fish, bird - he wouldn't have cared. As such, it remained a horse purely because he might need to get around the city faster than running. And it looks so extraordinarily ordinary that it is almost distressing against the backdrop of the ruined city. But he wouldn't have it any other way.
It also would seem that when whatever befell the city happened, people didn't seem to think to care about three-piece suits in stores but more attire to help with survival. As such, he trots up in a suit - that does need to be tailored to fit, but that is its own problem.
His eyes glow an unnatural red unlike in the dream. ]
Ah - it seems I made you wait.
[ His voice is largely the same but there is an odd bass to it. Like a melody warping itself around the words after he has spoken. ]
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momijizukamori
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Unless you're interested in that sort of play. I'm flexible.
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[ Ha-ha-ha. ]
To both.
But no, I'll be myself, then.
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Do you know the way to the Met?
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And I do. I'll be there soon.
— to action!
[ and true enough, she'll be seated primly on a recently cleaned space on the steps, a wool peacoat hanging on her shoulders. current weather all considered, she's fairly underdressed, but there is steam coming off her every exhale. she feels a little self-conscious about it; that's not happened without her willing it before. ]
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Indeed, he has a Nightmare - a steed that appeared in a dream months back. Its shape fell into what best suited Yuuto but unfortunately, he was fine with whatever. It could've turned into a dog, cat, fish, bird - he wouldn't have cared. As such, it remained a horse purely because he might need to get around the city faster than running. And it looks so extraordinarily ordinary that it is almost distressing against the backdrop of the ruined city. But he wouldn't have it any other way.
It also would seem that when whatever befell the city happened, people didn't seem to think to care about three-piece suits in stores but more attire to help with survival. As such, he trots up in a suit - that does need to be tailored to fit, but that is its own problem.
His eyes glow an unnatural red unlike in the dream. ]
Ah - it seems I made you wait.
[ His voice is largely the same but there is an odd bass to it. Like a melody warping itself around the words after he has spoken. ]
I'm very sorry, Karen-san.
[ And he hops off. ]