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STARTER CALL!

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It’s 9S’s turn to blink in surprise – wondering if his existence was really that surprising only for a moment before the other’s words throw him off guard. This person… wasn’t human? Perhaps 9S had never had any experience with humans before he got here, but surely… the person in front of him didn’t feel artificial in the slightest. Even if he wasn’t quite sure what standards he measured it by, anything beyond instinct, the feeling that the stranger was definitely alive… and the feeling that he was most certainly inferior to them.

“You’re not?” It wasn’t as if 9S could hear something like that and not ask about it. He shifts, watching the other closely. “I guess there are all kinds of people here, but I was really sure you were.” If he wasn’t, what was he? When he seemed that close, to the real thing? Strangers, who had never seen anything but humans before, assuming that 9S was human was one thing, but confusing 9S himself was another. Even if… that was only due to how he was programmed.

Glancing away, his response momentarily dampens his curiosity. “I guess I thought that same thing, too.” Ah, on the day he’d pictured that imaginary future, where he and 2B could go shopping together – when they wouldn’t have to fight anymore – where they could be anything, everything that was forbidden to them… of course, he was doomed even then. “I’m not sure when it will be over. I can’t check or anything, right now.” And even if it was… would they really deserve it?

He pauses, growing silent. Those dreams he couldn’t realise, at any cost… he still thought of them, even now. “Well, maybe it’d be nice.”

  The seconds ticked by, Feliciano unsure of why he felt his heart drop after he spoke. He hadn’t said something that would hurt this boy, right? He relayed his own words in his head, stiffening one he rolled over it a couple more times. He buried his face in his hands at the confirmation that he had, indeed, messed up his own rule against saying anything regarding certain matters to strangers. Jeez, he’d be in so much trouble if anyone he was acquainted with properly was around, spilling something like this--

  It’d be okay though, right? It isn’t like 9S had reacted in a manner that would startle him. Feliciano relaxed his shoulders a bit, peering at the android through his fingers for a moment before slowly removing them from his face. He let out a short laugh, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to expel the nerves that were still hanging on strong to each action of his. “ If it helps, no one’s supposed to be able to tell, so that’s a good thing... ”

  The Italian’s hands fold together in front of him, twiddling his thumbs anxiously. It wasn’t like the concept of a child fighting a war that got to him, but the fact that it was still something in the future. Even if this person wasn’t technically human, he couldn’t shake how wrong it felt knowing the situation and being unable to do something about it. Maybe, just maybe... if he learned more about the future, he could help somehow before the world inched to the point of no return.

  “ I think it’ll be really nice...! No matter how much of an uphill climb it is right now, things will sort themselves out eventually. ” He had to stay positive; if he accidentally crushed this boy’s hopes (if he had any), he would never forgive himself.

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😓, 🎺 aaaand 🎁

what can this guy even do || accepting!

😓 - acknowledging mistakes

  “ ... I might be too good at it. My friends tell me that once I start apologizing, I don’t stop until someone either covers my mouth or raises their voice, ahaha... ”

🎺 - playing an instrument

  “ Oh! I’m better at singing I think, but I’ve been told my guitar playing isn’t too shabby as well! ”

🎁 - making gifts

  “ Mhm! All of my friends like the gifts I make them on their birthdays, so I like to think I’m good at it! ”

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Ask muse how good they are at..

💋 - kissing 👼 - babysitting 🍛 - cooking 💃 - dancing 🎭 - acting/performing arts 🍻 - tolerating alcohol 😠 - managing with their temper 📝- planning and following their plan 🎤- singing 🙊 - keeping secrets 🌷- taking care of plants/pets 😈 - manipulating with others 🏊 - swimming 😂 - telling jokes 📰 - keeping track of world news 📚 - worlds history knowledge ⌚- keeping track of time 💪 - staying fit 😏 - lying 🚗 - driving a car 👗 - dressing with style 🔮 - magic 🔪 - melee weapons 🔫 - ranged weapons 💞 - expressing their feelings 😓 - acknowledging mistakes 🎺 - playing an instrument 🎁 - making gifts ✊ - keeping promises

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Yang:

Oh, an early customer! Luckily, Venuz Patrol isn’t that frequented at this time, and Yang’s only duty left before the patrons come in is checking on the booze. Turning from the shelves and facing the customer ( a new face while at it ), the blonde makes sure to offer her best smile. 

“Welcome to Venuz Patrol! Anything for a patron, one water coming up.” more like possible patron. Water is the last thing customers order in here, unless they have are hangover which is not this man’s case, but this is fine – dealing with a drunkard so early in her shift would snatch a few years from her life span anyway. A coaster is placed over the counter before the glass of water comes in scene. “The name’s Yang,” she motions to the tag on her outfit before resuming. “I’ll be your bartender tonight, anything you need you just gotta say it. Hope you don’t mind me saying it but, I’ve never seen you around. Perhaps you’re new in town?”

  A bright smile to match a bright appearance! It’s almost jarring to speak with a blonde that isn’t averse to expressions of outright joy, but that doesn’t stop him from returning the greeting with a grin. 

  “ Thank you! ” Feliciano sings, elbows setting themselves on the counter and hands propping up his head. Yang’s introduction draws his attention immediately from the water glass in front of him, nodding along as she speaks. “ Nice to meet you, Yang! My name is Feliciano, ” he greets in return. “ Oh...! I’ve been in town for two months, but I haven’t really had a chance to come here until tonight! There’s lots of places like this back home, so I thought visiting would be nice. ”

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  STARTER CALL, CAPPING AT 5 NO CAP!

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Customer:

how thoughtful.

“oh, thank you. i appreciate that.” 

the kindness of strangers, even if it technically was part of the job, would always be respected by genji. not that he did not believe the man was a good person at heart. he just knows how much one must (for lack of better phrasing) “fake it ‘til you make it” in some situations. 

no matter. he waits for only a moment for the barista to return, arms folded across his chest as he looked around the cafe. the amiable voice reels his attention back in, head tilting as he gave it some thought.

“hm… well, what do you suggest? surely you must have a concoction of your own you enjoy.”

  “ One that I like...? Hmm... ”

  That’s a difficult question no matter how many times he’s been asked. Feliciano rests a finger on his cheek, head bobbing side-to-side as he hums in thought. A different drink for every customer, that’s his goal. If they enjoy his first suggestion, then they would trust his future ones, right? Then they could taste all of his favorites!

  ... Oh, wait!

  “ I actually came up with my own frappucino recipe the other day! I don’t want to brag, but it’s one of my better ideas! ” he claims, face alight with enthusiasm. “ I wanted a little taste of home, so I made a tiramisu one! Would you like to give it a try? ”

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Librarian:

✝ : for someone who picked out all these books to make him scan before closing, he sure seems slow on answering the question. his assumption of the other being the ditsy type was not far off. 

taking book by book, he’d quickly look over the different titles, nodding as the man spoke. 

“hm. trying to learn another language? that is always a hard, but rewarding experience. as for cooking, even i find it an enjoyable hobby.” 

it was his job to make small talk, and normally that would be an annoyance, but since the topics a person chooses to read reflects their interests, korekiyo could always use these things to further analyze people. 

“do you enjoy history?” 

  It dawned on him after a couple scans (and a glance at the rest of the pile) that he had definitely checked out more than he would be able to get through. Maybe if he remembered to bring one with him to his morning shifts and read some when business was slow, he’d be able to make it through everything.

  “ Cooking’s been a hobby of mine since I was young, but I've been learning German for 5 years now, I think! ”

  More like 50, but that wasn’t something he was about to blurt out right now. Korekiyo’s second question made Feliciano pause, expression having shifted to a more contemplative one before he shrugged.

  “ Sometimes! Other times reading about what happened so long ago makes me a bit sad... ”

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   TWITTER DROP!

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Librarian:

✝ : well, he seemed embarrassed enough for him to forgive the fact he basically just screamed upon seeing him. he looked like the fidgety type anyway. analyzing people 24/7 truly helps you get a better understanding of what you’re dealing with.

“i am sure.” 

he didn’t really believe that reason, but it is nothing to dwell on. let people be scared of him if they wish. it’s better to be cautious than to trust unwillingly. a bandaged hand reached out to take the top book, scanning it with the little device. 

“i see. you picked up a lot of things. what are you interested in?” 

  Lying was never his strong suit and that has definitely gotten him in trouble more than once. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like Korekiyo was going to make him backtrack and just outright say that his style was a little terrifying in Feliciano’s eyes. 

  “ Oh, um... ” he hummed, looking at the titles as they passed under the device. Gosh, he didn’t even remember grabbing half of these books. Guess that’s what spending hours upon hours jumping topics would do to someone.

  “ It looks like I got a German dictionary, a few cookbooks, annnnd a lot of history books! ”

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Whoa!:

“excuse me. you would not happen to have boba, would you?” the cyborg tilts his head up a bit, looking to the menu hung above the barista. perhaps it would have been a good idea to read that first genji…

“ah… i understand if you do not. i will order something else if that is the case.”

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  The world really can surprise him still even after a millennium and a half of living in it. Feliciano shakes his head to clear the awe in his eyes and flashes Genji a smile. “ I’m not entirely sure, but I can check! ” he answers, hurrying to the back. 

  Feliciano pops his head out from the doorway a minute or so later. “ We don’t currently have boba, but I can probably put a word in with the boss to get some! Until then, what would you like? ” 

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?!?!:

✝ : night had fallen on the ever bright and sunny stella city, and the time for shops and services to close was upon them. the library was pretty much empty by this hour, and korekiyo was left to organize and close up. he didn’t mind being left with that duty, if anything, he kind of enjoyed it. it gave him time to do some research and just sit and enjoy the ambiance. yet, it seems there was still one person scurrying around the building. and of course, the stack of books he was carrying was huge. he’d sigh, but that’s not proper conduct of an employee. 

then again, shrieking when you see someone is not exactly proper conduct of a human being. it’s not like he isn’t used to it by now. despite the very rude greeting, he’d smile beneath his mask.

“kukuku… i do believe manners are a thing that exist. regardless, it is not a problem. i stick around quite late anyway. have you visited before?”

  Feliciano’s face lit up in crimson. Screaming was... well, it was definitely rude and he’d just done it to a complete stranger and-- oh, this was embarrassing. He finally managed to tear his eyes off the anthropologist to look at his stack of books. He inhaled softly and raised his head once more, a nervous smile having worked its way onto his face. “ I - I’m really sorry for screaming like that! Guess I’m just a bit jumpy because of how late it is... ” Feliciano apologized, scanning his books as he spoke. 

  He found himself relaxing a touch when it seemed there was no anger behind Korekiyo’s words. At least he wouldn’t get kicked out of the library for disrespect, right?

  “ I haven’t... I’ve been busy working and I got a full day off today, so I really wanted to visit! My first time around here I ended up being too late, so I couldn’t come look inside. ”

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Ciao, @humanitysbeauty!

  Days off from both of his jobs were few and far between, making all-day outings like this near impossible. So, upon being given the chance, Feliciano was out of his room and exploring the city.

  The library was an obvious destination to stop in. Traveling to other countries usually didn’t grant him much free-time to hunt down a library since it was mostly spent hanging out with his friends or doing his job (mostly the former, actually).

  Thus, his evening ended with him carrying a stack of books to the counter and setting them down at the self-check out. “ Sorry for coming up right before closing...! I’m sure there’s a bit to do before you leave, so-- ” Feliciano rambled, finally looking up to make it obvious his apology was sincere. 

  ... Unfortunately, he hadn’t expected the librarian’s appearance to be as menacing as it was. His words cut off with a choked shriek of surprise, fright etched into his face and gaze unable to move off of Korekiyo.

   Oops?

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Ciao, @burnelled!

  There’s a sort of warmth that springs up in his chest as he stares at the doors of Venuz Patrol. For a city that seemed so peaceful and serene, the thought of having a nightclub here hadn’t even crossed his mind. Recent problems (and piles of paperwork) at home left him unable to visit once in a while but what was stopping him now?

  Nothing!

  With a bounce in each step, Feliciano stepped into club. A couple of seconds were spent looking around the place before he went to the bar and plopped onto a stool. He wasn’t exactly intending to get alcohol, but he hoped the bartender wouldn't mind him taking a spot for the time being.

  “ Excuse me, miss? Can I just have a glass of water for now? ”

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  STARTER CALL, CAPPING AT 5!

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LOADING…         ██████████████ 100% OPEN FILE。 @disteso

Well, it certainly didn’t feel like 2222 anymore. The streets and buildings of Stella City were rather old-fashioned compared to the place he’d lived and grown up in. The technology clearly was nowhere near as advanced as from where he came either. He was admittedly very curious about the situation, though, with many questions he wanted to ask. While not all of them, some of his unanswered questions he figured he could ask the townsfolk about.

Upon leaving the hotel’s doors, he noticed a peculiar man who seemed flustered about something. It would be a little sad to leave him in that state, so Mikado decided to approach him. Besides, he could learn a thing or two about the city from him afterwards.

“Excuse me,” he called with a friendly wave, “what’s the matter? Are you looking for something?” He figured those would be the two best questions to ask in this context. 

  It wasn’t exactly news to anyone that knew him that responsibility wasn’t his strong point. Even back home he managed to lose his house keys at least three times a month, but losing his keys to the shop when he was supposed to open in a still new environment? 

  Feliciano buried his face in his hands and let out low groan. He’d backtracked from the shop multiple times already with no such luck on finding the keys. At this rate he’d have to call up the owner and explain that, yes, he already messed up on opening the second time he went to do it. 

  “ I lost the keys to my workplace... ” he answered, finally turning around to face the person that asked. “ I - I think they should be around here somewhere, but I’m not really sure-- ”

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A mental snort in her head but too busy to make a snark, she muttered a noise of appreciation. She was quick to locate the spare area she had cleared for the arrival of the soil, trying to be gentle as she placed the soil down ( it was something she could afford to do with her strength ). Returning to pick up the bag she’s dropped, she gave an amused glance at the other. 

He somewhat reminded her of Callie, but anyone who couldn’t look her in the eye did.

“Thanks for the help. Don’t worry, you don’t need to be strong enough to snap a man’s neck to be happy.” Not that’s had experiences with that. Not at all.

  Jeez, he hadn’t embarrassed himself that hard in... a week, maybe! It was a lot harder to make a fool of himself when he wasn’t in familiar company apparently. Feliciano shifted so his foot kept the door open, arms folded over his stomach and still unable to lift his eyes from the ground to face the woman he was helping. 

  Heck, he barely let his gaze meet her chin when he felt eyes briefly land on him.

  “ Oh, um... n - no problem! I don’t really want to snap someone’s neck anyways! I have a friend or two that already have that area covered-- ”