[Feeling bad for upsetting Add with his stupid dumb jokes, Sora leaves a gift at Chang'e's temple for Add to find. It's a tin of chocolate robots with a little note.]
We likely haven't spoken but my name is Yukio Okumura. If I'm not mistaken, you're the god that's been assigned to shinki named Rin, right? I'd like to talk to you about him.
[ the day started off quite normal, for the most part. ain was nowhere to be seen in the morning, though it's easy enough to assume that he had gone back to within the void close to the temple's core, as he usually does. add should be used to it by now - plus, if he ever needed ain to come, he could just call him.
and a relatively normal day it remains, until some sort of harsh geometric screeching pierces the silence in the temple. it's just for a moment, but add would be able to pinpoint exactly where it came from; if only because of a sharp pain that accompanies the sound, coming from a source that has never transmitted anything to him until now.
if add goes looking, he would find ain in the void, curled up into some sort of vine knot close to the core. he seems to have been impaled by several black spears, but upon closer examination they look the same as the dark skin covering most of his body. ]
Yo, been a while. I'm curious what you're up to, but I'll cut the small talk down tonight. I heard you were here for quite a long time, do you ever remember a time when Amaterasu was not a kid?
[ He figures that Add is another no-nonsense person that would actually prefer to be asked directly. Instead of starting with pleasantries and weather talk ]
[Chikusa has been doing his very best to not harass Add, after that time he tried to murder him. Daddy's orders. But this time, he can't quite resist. Add will find a video file in his inbox. Chikusa set up a camera to record the fight from a distance with... someone that looks like Add? If Add wasn't a god damn wimp.]
[The main focus is, of course, Chikusa managing to get right in there enough to smash his fist into Add #2's face. There's a split second before he manages to dig out his phone to take a picture of a close up of #2's expression clearly warped into that of someone trying really hard not to burst into tears.]
[Chikusa makes sure the video is cut before it shows him hauling ass away from #2 trying to punch him right back.]
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Text; 22 Mar 9am
are you there? good morning!!
if you still want ill show you around the town! we can get something sweet to snack on too if you're hungry!!
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Action~!
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[And by late he means what exactly? Who knows]
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Add,
Sorry! Peace offering, okay? No hard feelings?
-Sora
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text; backdated > September 17
We likely haven't spoken but my name is Yukio Okumura. If I'm not mistaken, you're the god that's been assigned to shinki named Rin, right? I'd like to talk to you about him.
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and a relatively normal day it remains, until some sort of harsh geometric screeching pierces the silence in the temple. it's just for a moment, but add would be able to pinpoint exactly where it came from; if only because of a sharp pain that accompanies the sound, coming from a source that has never transmitted anything to him until now.
if add goes looking, he would find ain in the void, curled up into some sort of vine knot close to the core. he seems to have been impaled by several black spears, but upon closer examination they look the same as the dark skin covering most of his body. ]
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Yo, been a while. I'm curious what you're up to, but I'll cut the small talk down tonight. I heard you were here for quite a long time, do you ever remember a time when Amaterasu was not a kid?
[ He figures that Add is another no-nonsense person that would actually prefer to be asked directly. Instead of starting with pleasantries and weather talk ]
some vague ass time after 4th wall
[The main focus is, of course, Chikusa managing to get right in there enough to smash his fist into Add #2's face. There's a split second before he manages to dig out his phone to take a picture of a close up of #2's expression clearly warped into that of someone trying really hard not to burst into tears.]
[Chikusa makes sure the video is cut before it shows him hauling ass away from #2 trying to punch him right back.]
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[Days like this, he really misses those helpful tentacles]
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