[Asgard] IC Contact ♛ (OLD)

[key_illusion]

[All you can hear is the sound of static.]

Comments

[nukeoleptic]

Not at all! There are about six things that I can make well, haha. I've just really started learning.

[ But that pleases her quite a bit. ]

[key_illusion]

Well, what you can make is good. What other things are you trying to learn to make?

[nukeoleptic]

I can make some soups. And breads. Just what Orihime has taught me. Why? Is there anything in particular you'd want?

[key_illusion]

Hmm...Pretzels, maybe? [He still have memories of those (or at least the mention of them) from the fake Twilight Town.]

[nukeoleptic]

The big, soft kind, or the little crunchy ones?

[ Those actually sound pretty good. :|a ]

[key_illusion]

Big ones, definitely. [That gets a nostalgic smile.] Too bad there's no beach here, not that it'd do us any good since it's winter.

[nukeoleptic]

-- there's a sauna! In the Folkvang Comfort House. It's not exactly the same, but- have you been?

[key_illusion]

No, I never had a reason to go. [Water's not a friend of his when he's holographic either.]

[nukeoleptic]

Oh! We should go. I've always wanted to.

[key_illusion]

We'll have to go soon since I have no clue how this is gonna last. [He chuckles.] I guess that means I have to get swim shorts, huh? Never thought that'd happen.

[nukeoleptic]

-- wait, you've never been swimming?

[key_illusion]

...You don't drop a computer into a tub of water and expect it to be fine.

[nukeoleptic]

I wish you'd stop calling yourself that.

[ She sniffles again, clearly unhappy with this cold. ]

But we'll go in the morning, okay? Early. Hopefully this won't have worn off by then.

[key_illusion]

[??? doesn't comment on that first part even though he has no clue what else he could call himself...since he IS made out of data. Normally.]

So you're going to make me go late night shopping? Fine. [He's teasing mostly despite the off-put tone he's using.]

[nukeoleptic]

There are shops in the district! You could go in the morning, it's not like I'm making you go far.

[ She grins a little bit, rubbing the back of her head. ]

What else have you never done?

[key_illusion]

[Sob, such a vague question.]

Uhh...a lot of things? I don't really get out much. [And he usually prefers it that way.]

[nukeoleptic]

Is there anything you've wanted to do?

[key_illusion]

...No, not really. [Even that's a complicated question mostly because Roxas has wants that were never fulfilled, but he doesn't feel the need to want anything.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ Jade fidgets, then, considering him, before pushing the plate back at him. ]

We'll think of things.

[key_illusion]

[Welp, he killed that conversation pretty quickly that he almost feels guilty. Taking the plate, he ends up seating it down again before getting up.]

I'm sure we will. Anyways, hold on. Gotta go get something. [He'll just...escape to his room for a second to retrieve his ultimate weapon.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ And she'll just watch after him, a little confused as he absconds. ]

[key_illusion]

[And he's back...but there's something behind his back that he's not showing.]

Hey, close your eyes for a sec'.

[nukeoleptic]

[ Her eyebrows go up in surprise, but she nods and acquiesces, squeezing her eyes shut. ]

What is it?

[key_illusion]

[He's going to take a seat as she does, pulling out his gift for her from a bag, and placing them in her hand.]

Just something for your assumed-birthday.

[nukeoleptic]

-- oh my god.

[ That actually catches her by surprise; her face lights up, clearly delighted. ]

Sunny, these are perfect.