008 | OVERFLOW

[godsoffortune]

This is an overflow post for 008 | Sakura 2.0: You Can (Not) Have A Picnic. Please bring any further comments here and link to your threads at the original source.

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[volksdaemon]

Schuldig laughed at that remark. A nothing sort of protest, indeed, from a man who enjoyed his quiet nothing sort of thoughts. He didn't mind if the guy tried to psychoanalyze him; doctors and Crawford had been doing it for years. It was the price he paid for speaking to people as morally bankrupt as he was. True, he could have worked alone and wasn't used to it, but the guy had caught his interest on Day 1 so... why make things harder on himself? He was, in point of pact, extraordinarily lazy on that front. He enjoyed winning. Everything else to get to that point was secondary.

"We don't have to see each to have a brief chat though, do we?" If this guy didn't get it fixed he probably enjoyed it that way so as not to entertain guests. "Anyway, that's my offer - and my promise. To track you down if I hear about any exciting activities to liven this place up with."

He started counting on his fingers. "Talk to some nora, possibly make some others myself... Maybe answer some prayers in a fun way that those folks weren't expecting?" He grinned. "Would you be interested in joining me back on Earth - ah, the Near Shore - to trap some flies in their own honey?" It was a metaphor he didn't expect Ukoku to care about, but the man was smart enough to piece it apart anyway, he was pretty sure.

[existentialcrisis]

"Anything about Amaterasu's advisers would be great," he put in helpfully. Not that he was being given options, but he was comfortable with creating his own.

"I've never really looked into doing prayers. Maybe I should! Some god, right?" And if he hadn't meant prayers, well—options. "Let me know whenever you're settled, and I'll go with you." I.e., not today: that would force him to prove his range.

[volksdaemon]

"Settled?" Schuldig laughed. "I don't plan on becoming some little housewife to a fake predecessor's temple." He never had believed in the divine or profane beings that Eszett revered and sought to control. "Some god indeed."

But hmm... Amaterasu's advisors. He noted she must be some kind of Very Important God-Person. "Alright then. You've given me a lot to go on. Time to return the favor." With that, Schuldig pulled down his high-sensitivity shields. 'Because I'm such a nice guy and all, trying to help a new friend find some way to make this place more exciting for both of us.'

Schuldig pushed himself off the wall without using his hands and walked over to the other man. 'Time to get out of my precious little sanctuary, Ukoku. Back to their cute little picnic. I'll call you up soon if you don't reach out first.'

[existentialcrisis]

Ukoku had pulled his thoughts back to silence, though a sudden shuffle of his developing mental profile of Loki disturbed it, again: was he trying to be abrasive?—No, it felt more like he was trying to impress.

"Okay!" He patted Schuldig's arm, friendly and familiar more than openly patronizing. "Don't make too many enemies. Bye!"

Then he was gone.