#05 [video]

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(but she is free to action-tag it ♥)

[ the video screen is on, but Shishito's not in the picture, as he prefers not to be shown when he can help it. It's mostly focused on a table in the apartment, part of a window with sand blowing past. Off to the side a bit onscreen are two small stuffed lions (one from Enma's arcade winnings and one that Shishito always has) ]

What kind of things...can partners do together for ... fun? [the last word comes out somewhat awkwardly, as if he's not sure it's the right one.] I-I don't like...playing games.

I mean I don't really have too much in common with my meister I think. But we want to resonate better. Forgot to ask at training before, I guess. [a bandaged finger appears momentarily to bob one of the lions' heads down] ...Thank you.

o13 voice

[recitings]

[Just a voice today. It sounds melancholy. Perhaps a touch regretful. Or it could simply be tiredness. In any case, it was still Genesis'. And anyone who knew what went down at Danse Macabre would know a thing or two to what this was about.]

If anyone has the kindness and space enough for it, would it be a bother to ask for a few night's stay? I am afraid things have gotten difficult as of late.

[He says the last sentence with a hint of shame to his tone. He was never fond of being pitied or accepting kindness. Or more like he wasn't used to the feeling of it. But he did need to get away for a while.

Meanwhile, there seems to be a lot of sand outside. Looks like it isn't a good time to get back to the apartment from the clinic.]

VIII. [video]

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[The feed clicks on, but there's no sign of Shizuo in the picture. Outside the window, the sandstorm is raging pretty hard, so obviously the window itself is closed pretty tightly shut, and from somewhere inside the apartment the sound of running water can be heard. Seems like Shizuo's probably taking a shower, which would be why this video exists in the first place.

Unable to wander onto the balcony as she pleases, and without her master to bother, Shizuo's kitten, Kasuko - now a little bit bigger than when she made her first appearance on the network - has managed to turn on the video feed and is licking away at the screen merrily. Enjoy the view of little itty bitty kitty tongue.

After a couple of minutes, the running water in the background shuts off and eventually, Shizuo emerges - towel around his neck and thankfully wearing jeans and an unbuttoned shirt. He tilts his head at the cat and the communicator, before realising what's happening.]

Ah. ... Oi runt, stop doing that.

[He reaches out and picks up Kasuko by the scruff of her neck - resulting in nothing more than a mewl and lick to the tip of his nose, before setting her down on the sofa and flopping down next to her. He's silent for a couple of seconds, frowning, before speaking.]

... ... When you resonate with people, how'd you know when it works? I don't mean... 'works well enough you don't get shocked', but well enough to partner?

[He rubs the back of his head slightly.]

Still new to this resonating crap. But I don't think I've resonated with someone I could permanently partner with.

I'm just curious how you figure it all out.

07 phobias | video

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[the comm shows the side view of a window in Monk's apartment. Monk himself is crouching next to it, handheld vacuum with him, methodically sucking up the grains of sand that manage to wriggle their way through the slight gap of the closed window.

his voice is of a similar low hum as that the machine's emitting, occasionally intermingling with the vacuum as he speaks]

I never want anyone to ask my why I hate the desert again. Mobile clouds of filth invading a city every day, blowing things out of place and letting dirt creep into houses, mucking up the water system...

[he purses his lips, focusing a little more vigorously on his task as if to try and shake off the cloud of fear and negativity]

I've got enough water and food, but you still can't see out the windows. It's not, not comfortable. Even if I'm over the claustrophobia.

[...] I haven't done anything useful in months. What are you supposed to do, when the one thing you're good at isn't possible at the moment? My ideas would probably upset people, so I thought I'd ask someone sane.

5th ♪ video

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[ Kurt is posting from work - you can see shelves full of hair and skincare products in the background, if you're looking, as well as a window against which sand is continuously being blown. He's sitting in a chair at his aesthetician's station at Mortician's Touch, looking bored because of the lack of clientele. ]

Well. This sucks.

Since I seem to have a moment, though, and I'm genuinely curious for reasons that may or may not be personal...

Partnerships between two people who don't strictly like each other - are they advisable? There's some mutual respect, there, I think, and the resonance itself was pretty amazing. And it's not like I necessary dislike- [ Yeah, scratch that thought... he looks away and smiles as if he's just told a joke that no one but him will have understood before looking back again. ]

Anyway, I'd like to know how these things generally work out. Thanks in advance. [ Have a small smile and a wink. ]