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[hedonistic]

if anyone can tell me how to get videogames or proper internet on this thing i will do a dare of ur choice and let u record the results for posterity/blackmail/whatever u want

in the meantime i've got way too much time to kill so let's play would you rather

for those of you poor souls who've never known the glory of the internet, it goes like this: someone posts two things (the more ridic the better) and people respond with their decision on which they'd rather do and then come up with their own two things

it ends up with us all judging each other's life and choices and nobody lives happily ever after (◡‿◡✿)

i'll start with something appropriate to our upcoming ~mission~

would you rather...
be eaten by a zombie, or burnt at the stake?

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[p66]

[ He may be a grown ass man, but... she doesn't know how to explain without giving away too much. He takes a while to speak and so does she, milling about in the silence. Not for the first time she curses her unfamiliarity with words, and tact now that she's been separated from Julius for a year. It's been a week and she still doesn't know what happened to him.

So it's with a sigh that she answers, not quite looking at him, her expression just the vaguest tinge of sad. ]

He's... been through a lot. It's not my place to say more, but I hope you can understand. [ He'd scold her for giving away too much private information, too. ] And... he's important to me. He saved my life once. I want to help him in return.

[ Yeah it's totally not like she likes him or anything... though at this point she's not so good a liar anymore. ]

[hedonistic]

["Been through a lot". Oh, Kagari is so very unimpressed. It shows in the too-sharp smirk he levels at her.]

Oh. Well fuck me, I didn't know having been through a lot was an excuse for being a huge tool. I should try that on Sonia-chan next time we get into it.

[p66]

I'm sorry.

[ That's all she says. Kagari's right, in some ways - Julius should be expected to take care of himself, and yet she can't bring herself to leave him alone. Maybe she's weak like this, but she does love him - and he's the only family she has left.

So that's all. ]

[hedonistic]

[...Ugh. Of course she would apologize to him. He's not sure anyone's ever apologized to him before. That takes the wind out of his sails quite readily, and he scowls like he's been offended. He's not used to this kind of thing, and she keeps doing it. It's weird.]

Fuck.

[He huffs, and then goes and fetches a new pan, magically summoning some other ingredients. He doesn't go through it step by step this time, just doing his own thing before he sets the whole thing on the stove to cook.]

Yakiniku. Meat and veggies instead of noodles.

[p66]

[ She means it. Even if he throws her off a little - he's well-meaning, that's what she wants to believe. ]

Please let me help.

[ Just standing there is kind of... well, it makes her feel useless, for one. She can observe what he does and try to learn it, but an effort must be done. ]

[hedonistic]

It's--already covered. It just needs to cook now.

[He makes an unreadable noise at the back of his throat.]

You think the magic kitchen has booze?

[Cause he hella needs a drink rn]

[p66]

Thank you.

[ She turns to open the fridge and inspect its contents. Given that she doesn't drink, it's not likely to spawn any for her. ]

It probably does, if you think it...

[hedonistic]

Weeeeell, here goes nothing.

[Open sesame?? Accio alcohol??? Cool as it is, this part of the process is always so weird. But sure enough, a chilled bottle of whiskey appears in the fridge. He recognizes it as a brand Masaoka liked. Heh.

He refuses to think on any potential homesickness that might imply, though, and simply attempts to summon a corkscrew through similar means. Once he has it:]

You wanna share a drink with me, Reika-chan?

[p66]

[ Whoa, it works! Amazing. ]

I'll pass, but I'll drink something else instead if you'd like to say cheers.

[ Look, she's 19... drinking age in GE is 20. ]

[hedonistic]

Come oooon, don't tell me you don't drink.

[don't be a stick in the mud reika!!!!]

It'll be fun.

[p66]

[ sweating ]

I'm not old enough to, actually. [ Welp. ] And I'm not sure if I can drink it, due to health reasons.

[ Technically other God Eaters do drink, but?? ]

[hedonistic]

[He's about to go on a whole thing about how literally nobody will give a shit if she drinks underage, it's not like the pocket dimension has ID or a legal age, but then. She mentions the second item.]

...Health reasons?

[He's not a Complete dick, at least.]

[p66]

[ Thank you, Kagari. ]

I'm... well, I'm a God Eater, and we have biologically modified agents given to us to help us fight the Aragami. Sometimes it can have weird effects, and I'm under an experimental strain, so it's best not to risk any metabolism-related stuff.

[ It's a valid concern to some extent, but she also doesn't want to make it difficult for herself later. What if the beer here reacted weirdly with her Bias Factor? ]

[hedonistic]

...A God. Eater.

[Does he even want to know.]

That's a hell of a name.

[p66]

Ah, that's the... international name, used in some parts? But in the Branch I belong to, we usually call ourselves God Arc Users.

[ You know. Localization issues. ]

I don't eat things like that. My weapon does.

[hedonistic]

[Staring. So much staring.]

Your weapon eats things. [He's torn between finding that awesome and deeply disturbing.]

...Should I have made it dinner, too.

[p66]

[ IT MAKES SENSE IN CONTEXT OK ]

No, no, it's okay! I really appreciate it, though. [ But explanations are in order... ] I don't have it with me now. It's too dangerous to haul around without proper maintenance equipment.

[hedonistic]

So is it like, alive? Or an AI or something?

[Nosy question hour with Shuusei Kagari.]

[p66]

[ sweats... ]

Yeah, it is. It's a sort of cyborg, with organics, I think. It can be temperamental if not maintained properly.

[ Which is why she's not using it. ]

[hedonistic]

...Shit, they let you have a fuckin' cannibal robot which gets pissy and they couldn't even be assed for my handheld? What the fuck, ALASTAIR.

[#priorities]

[p66]

[ kanyeshrug.jpg ]

Well, we were looking into making it useable again.

[hedonistic]

Your world is weird as shit, Reika-chan, and that's coming from me.

[He needs a drink even more now, tbh. He sighs, rooting around the drawers for something to pop the cork on his whiskey with.]

What do you drink, then?

[Please tell him you at least drink soda.]

[p66]

It is, kinda.

[ But she's not about to dwell on that, so: ]

Juice, mostly. There's bound to be some here...

[hedonistic]

[Omfg of course....she would pick the most boring possible option.

He likes you a lot, Reika, but sometimes he feels like he's hanging out with the human equivalent of Eeyore when it comes to fun....]

Okay no, it's got to be sparkling lemonade, at least. Your tastebuds will thank me.

[p66]

[ It's not really her fault?? Sparkling juice is very rare back home. ]

Thank you.

[ Well, she's thanked him already. ]