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Who: Ken Kaneki savor and you.
What: New nerd on the block.
When: 4/8
Where: Various locales.
Warnings: He's a nerd...
I. Library
[If anyone here knew him, it would be no surprise that Kaneki finds his way to a local library without much delay. After the bizarre nature of his first day here, the smell of old books lining cluttered shelves it a comfort. It's only been a couple of days, and the circumstances remain difficult to absorb still yet, fantastical in their nature and hard to apprehend.
So for the moment he focuses on the small boon of getting a fresh library card, and thus access to any books he might take interest in. It was still a challenge to hold a librarian's attention long enough to attain the card, but he's learned from Shun's example. Grab attention and give suggestion.
And so with this ticket to all the literature he can carry, Kaneki wanders from one bookshelf to another, pausing here and there to him at titles. He's quick to pick some old favorites, a motley assortment of Hesse, Kafka, and Hakushū, tucked under one arm as he makes his way along]
II. Park
[With a collection of books to delve into and review, Kaneki finds a quiet spot in the park to read. The fresh air in the near shore does him some good, distancing himself somewhat from the world he's just become a part of, and the thoughts that come with it. First a ghoul, now a god...it's rather surreal.
Passers-by might see him hunkered down under a tree with a book propped against his knees, entirely absorbed in printed word. A small stack of books is stationed close at hand beside him, titles spanning various genres and attributed to Japanese and European authors.
It's clear he's quite absorbed in this, making no sound but the soft crinkling noise of old pages turning]
III. Temple
[Kaneki never imagined having a temple before, and standing a short distance from it among vibrant red foliage out of season, he's still having trouble accepting that it's his. Nevertheless, he's supposed to be Kuebiko, and this is Kuebiko's temple. Agriculture and wisdom...he wonders if it's a humorous remark on his name, or something else entirely.
He wanders the ground, supposing he should familiarize himself, eventually stopping at the threshold. Folding his arms across his chest, he hums quietly, Despite outward appearances, the building's interior is much more spacious than should be possible, something he doesn't quite understand.
At the moment, though, he's occupied with a different sort of question]
Should I...decorate, maybe?
[Did gods do that? He wishes his introduction to this system had been a little more thorough, but if he's supposed to be the next holder of this title, should he personalize the place? Or maybe, he's not supposed to do anything at all with it...hm]
savor and you.What: New nerd on the block.
When: 4/8
Where: Various locales.
Warnings: He's a nerd...
I. Library
[If anyone here knew him, it would be no surprise that Kaneki finds his way to a local library without much delay. After the bizarre nature of his first day here, the smell of old books lining cluttered shelves it a comfort. It's only been a couple of days, and the circumstances remain difficult to absorb still yet, fantastical in their nature and hard to apprehend.
So for the moment he focuses on the small boon of getting a fresh library card, and thus access to any books he might take interest in. It was still a challenge to hold a librarian's attention long enough to attain the card, but he's learned from Shun's example. Grab attention and give suggestion.
And so with this ticket to all the literature he can carry, Kaneki wanders from one bookshelf to another, pausing here and there to him at titles. He's quick to pick some old favorites, a motley assortment of Hesse, Kafka, and Hakushū, tucked under one arm as he makes his way along]
II. Park
[With a collection of books to delve into and review, Kaneki finds a quiet spot in the park to read. The fresh air in the near shore does him some good, distancing himself somewhat from the world he's just become a part of, and the thoughts that come with it. First a ghoul, now a god...it's rather surreal.
Passers-by might see him hunkered down under a tree with a book propped against his knees, entirely absorbed in printed word. A small stack of books is stationed close at hand beside him, titles spanning various genres and attributed to Japanese and European authors.
It's clear he's quite absorbed in this, making no sound but the soft crinkling noise of old pages turning]
III. Temple
[Kaneki never imagined having a temple before, and standing a short distance from it among vibrant red foliage out of season, he's still having trouble accepting that it's his. Nevertheless, he's supposed to be Kuebiko, and this is Kuebiko's temple. Agriculture and wisdom...he wonders if it's a humorous remark on his name, or something else entirely.
He wanders the ground, supposing he should familiarize himself, eventually stopping at the threshold. Folding his arms across his chest, he hums quietly, Despite outward appearances, the building's interior is much more spacious than should be possible, something he doesn't quite understand.
At the moment, though, he's occupied with a different sort of question]
Should I...decorate, maybe?
[Did gods do that? He wishes his introduction to this system had been a little more thorough, but if he's supposed to be the next holder of this title, should he personalize the place? Or maybe, he's not supposed to do anything at all with it...hm]
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His own apartment had been fairly plain, since he lived alone. As a college student, Kaneki had naturally limited means, and because he seldom had guests he'd never thought too much about what his place looked like. From the time he was small, he and his mother hadn't had very much money.
Now that he's some sort of god though, the same restrictions don't really apply, do they?]
I...guess I was never in a position to think much on it.
[Odd as that is to admit]
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[Hajime steps over to him, leaning in close like it may be some kind of secret. She promises not to tell if it really is!]
You can fill it with flowers and books, that is a good start~! But what makes you, you?
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Isn't that...memories?
[Taken much more philosophically than she may have intended]
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[She's not going to fill in the blanks for you. He can be as philosophical as he wants but her smile doesn't faultier in the slightest. ]
More~! More! There's got to be more!I'm hungry for more and That's not enough to fill anyone up!
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Kaneki has to think about that]
I guess there's experiences and relationships too...
[Although he's not sure what else he can suggest if that isn't satisfactory]
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[She cups her hands together quickly before opening them up. Keeping the bottom of her palms together, it's suppose to be similar to that of a flower blooming. Kaneki is going to bloom!]
Bloom!
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To which end Kaneki finds himself unable to do much more than stare for a good collection of moments]
...Bloom?
[That lone utterance is all he's got]
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You know? Like a flower!
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[That'd be taking wallflower just a little too literally, surely]