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thenearshore2018-07-14 05:02 pm
dredefulchilde) wrote in thenearshore2018-07-14 05:02 pm
[closed] a tea party for the emotionally compromised
Who: Joscelin and Ayumu
When: December 23
Where: Temple of Vesta
What: Everyone's favorite homicidal child shinki and a traumatized god meet up to discuss nora-ing.
Google Maps doesn't exactly work in Heaven. It had taken Joscelin an appallingly long time to get to Ayumu's temple because he kept getting turned around. Even with her instructions, he'd had to resort to calling her twice and then waiting next to a landmark for her to come find him.
The whole mess has put him in a rather pissy mood. He doesn't like looking incompetent. What if she decides he's not worth the effort and doesn't name him after all? He can't have that. She's the only god who's shown any interest in letting him be a nora and letting him fight as much as he needs to stay fed and happy.
Speaking of feeding...Joscelin's stomach growls. He hasn't eaten anything physical since breakfast, and it's been so long since he's absorbed any energy that it isn't taking the edge off his deeper hunger any more. He needs a good meal, and then he needs to be let loose on some unsuspecting ayakashi until he's had his fill of energy. Otherwise, things might get dire.
He looks up at Ayumu when she rounds the corner.
"I hope I wasn't too far away. I'm still learning my way around."
When: December 23
Where: Temple of Vesta
What: Everyone's favorite homicidal child shinki and a traumatized god meet up to discuss nora-ing.
Google Maps doesn't exactly work in Heaven. It had taken Joscelin an appallingly long time to get to Ayumu's temple because he kept getting turned around. Even with her instructions, he'd had to resort to calling her twice and then waiting next to a landmark for her to come find him.
The whole mess has put him in a rather pissy mood. He doesn't like looking incompetent. What if she decides he's not worth the effort and doesn't name him after all? He can't have that. She's the only god who's shown any interest in letting him be a nora and letting him fight as much as he needs to stay fed and happy.
Speaking of feeding...Joscelin's stomach growls. He hasn't eaten anything physical since breakfast, and it's been so long since he's absorbed any energy that it isn't taking the edge off his deeper hunger any more. He needs a good meal, and then he needs to be let loose on some unsuspecting ayakashi until he's had his fill of energy. Otherwise, things might get dire.
He looks up at Ayumu when she rounds the corner.
"I hope I wasn't too far away. I'm still learning my way around."
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Joscelin looks at one of the store windows and sees a Christmas tree in it. Oh, that’s right. He knows about Christmas, doesn’t he? He can’t say why or how, but he does, probably the same way he knows how to read and fight and play the piano. Christmas Eve is tomorrow, so he’d better figure out what to get Ayumu...and his other friends besides. But definitely Ayumu. He wants to buy her something special and make her smile.
“Mistress, may we stop in that art store for a moment before we go back? I want to buy something...”