May Event Log

[recollecters]

EVENT

RISE AND SHINE Spring is upon the city of Recollé now. The rainy season is starting to pass and the last of the winter chill has officially shaken off. The weather is perfectly spring-like with flowers blooming all over the city and the local wildlife rousing from their hiding places. People everywhere find themselves awakening to the sound of birds tweeting and the sun shining peacefully on them as they're drawn from the world of dreaming. Too bad that's about where the peace ends today. I. It’s a leisurely morning when you first wake up. The sun’s rising and peeking in through the curtains of your room, birds are chirping happily, and you find yourself drowning in your sheets with the floor much, much further down than you recall. Wait, what? You don’t think that you’ve shrunken at all. After all, your clothing still fits perfectly fine. The trouble with it all is that all of your furniture has enlarged several times its usual size and the walls tower over you more than before. Getting ready for your day is going to be a challenge, but the outside world can’t be that bad, can it? Think again. Buildings skyrocket dozens of stories higher than they originally were. The button for the crosswalk dangles over your head tauntingly. The tires for your school bus are coming dangerously close as you try to cross the street. Be careful out there! Is there a safe path to avoid further incidents? As the days go on, citizens will find that if they look down a series of lit-up circles appear under their feet. Stepping on one will cause the Retrospec app to open, and a song will begin to play. How long will this go on? Unfortunately, Retrospec seems to be working just fine and will autoloop until your path of lights meets someone new. After all, isn't social media about bringing people together? Best get to exploring and seeing what’s out there…or, maybe, who’s out there. II. Speaking of exploring, it's much easier to see the wear and tear of the city at this size. With everything much larger you may notice that everything about your nice city isn't quite so nice. Cracks in the sidewalk present a hazard when walking everywhere and there are fractures in the buildings themselves. You may wish to avoid them entirely for your own safety. But for the more curious residents (or anyone accidentally finding themselves falling into these cracks) a venture into these spaces will reveal something a little mysterious. Swirls of black float through space, occasionally punctuated by flashes of images and words. Presented almost like a movie, you may not be able to pinpoint what exactly you’re seeing but it seems to be calling your name to draw you further in. At first, the interior space in these cracks seems to expand and the images become clear. It’s…space? No. It’s stars, lots of stars and there’s a rumbling sound that seems to echo through the cracks along with voices becoming more persistent as they cry out for help. The swirls and mist become thicker with each step. Will you turn back? Or will you press on and risk getting lost in the echoes of voices you don't recognize and images you can't identify? Those who turn back will find themselves on another path of light, resetting their device and urging them onwards to find someone new. Those who continue forward though and wish to seek the truth will find themselves assaulted either with a whirlwind of memories they’ve already obtained since they’ve received the Retrospec app or blacked out by the darkness as the mist becomes impenetrable. How will you find your way back? It may be wise to work together on this one to retrace your steps. III. Despite the fact the city's experiencing some sizing issues, responsibilities are still important and these problems won't stop your boss from demanding you show up to work on time. Did you get lost on your way to school? What a bummer that this is the day your professors spring a pop quiz on you. The challenges of every day life are even more challenging and as per usual, many people don't even realize there's something wrong. Though your pencil may be taller than you are, you won't be allotted extra time to write things down. Even worse, navigating past shopping carts and down grocery aisles is nearly impossible, especially in larger, more crowded places like Freshens. Outside isn't much better. Beginning on the fifth of May, clouds begin to loom overhead as the rainy season reminds citizens it's not over yet. All around you critters begin to jump into action to prepare for the inevitable storm. From this level of the ground it's easier to see ants hard at work hauling items 30 times their body weight. That caterpillar might be good for hitching a ride back home. Watch out for the furry four-legged beast running your way! Speaking of beasts...well. Just because you're no longer your original size doesn't mean your furry and feathered friends won't be. Maybe you're lucky enough to have a companion you can hitch a ride with. Or maybe you aren't so lucky after all. Your pets may like you just fine, but other people's pets and even the insects will give in to their animal instincts, prone to chasing and sometimes outright attacking citizens (Retrospec users and non-Retrospec users alike.) Can you fight? Guess you'll have to find out. Oh, and you better hurry...the rain that begins later in the afternoon is most unforgiving. At this size? It's quite easy to be swept away in a flood. IV. Do you hear that? Everything seems to be amplified now and with the rain pounding down around you for the next five days the echoes are even louder. This time, however, the words are much more distinguishable. Above the din of a hauntingly beautiful song, you may find yourself being coaxed to come out into the Apprassage Woods, whispered promises of your most sacred desire filling your ears. Perhaps it's irrational, like scoring well on college entrance exams. Perhaps it's something much bigger like seeing a loved one again long after their passing. Whatever it may be, the song is almost overpowering and tempting. Along the way, bright, towering flowers serve as a guiding light deeper and deeper into the woods. The further you travel, the louder they echo those desires back at you, even louder than the song itself. Strangely, for those who have been gifted with a supernatural sense or the ability to see ghosts, you may find that there are figments flickering through the trees encouraging you onward. You want their help, don't you? There are ways to break out of the song's trance, but it will take teamwork and effort to ground each other back to reality. It seems as though the rain itself may very well be the culprit. Will you seek to find shelter? Maybe you're lucky and happen to have a pair of ear plugs in your pocket. Do your best to guide each other home. The woods aren't very friendly after dark even with the fluorescent glow of the flowers. BONUS. The nice thing about being pint-sized is that it's much easier to go where you probably shouldn't. Should you find yourself back in Tisse and in front of the Retrospec building, you may notice it's much easier to slip under the cracks of the front door. Several of you may have been in this lobby before. Like usual, the lights are on. At this size, however, it's easier to hear the echoes of footsteps somewhere above you. But don't worry about them. Being this size means that it's more possible now to enter some the previously locked rooms. Some rooms don't have enough space to crawl under, of course, but the two rooms that do will reveal something quite interesting. There isn't much in the way of furniture in these two rooms, but every inch of the walls and ceiling remains covered in maps. Not all of these maps are blank. Some of them appear to have small splashes of color varying in size and shape, like an incomplete picture. Some of them also appear to have images on them, such as a Chocobo, or an apple with a smileyface, or a strange die. Furthermore, after the fifth of May, citizens may notice one of the maps now has a picture of those strange glowing flowers from the woods. Should anyone be ambitious enough to count in these two rooms (though really, that will certainly take time), they will come to find that there are roughly 110 maps in all. And with a little digging, they can explore and attempt to open drawers and closets in these rooms. Together, they will discover there are an additional 30 maps, including one with a picture of a strange-looking doll. So you want to learn more about these maps, huh? For anyone who tries to draw or write on the maps, they will find that whatever they deface the maps with stays there! However, the moment you exit the room anything you drew on the map will appear on any surface of your skin that's available. Tearing the maps doesn't seem to work either. The maps can only be removed from the wall in one whole piece. If one were to take a map from the rooms, they would only be able to get to the doorway before it dissolves into ash and creates a miniature dust storm for everyone nearby. Strangely, the map will reappear on the wall and the cycle will repeat itself for days on end. The maps really, really don't like being touched. What does this all mean? What a great question. Welcome to recolle's May event! All characters will be begin in-game AU'd as Recollé residents. You may use any of the above prompts for ideas or make up your own depicting your Recollé AU! Prompts do not have to be set in the districts listed above. You can review our list of locations for what's available and be as creative as you'd like. As another note, by participating in this log in a thread with five or more comments from you with a character you have not tagged previously, you are eligible for one free memory regain! This means you can claim a memory without a trigger required; we ask that it be low-impact for newer characters, while characters who have been here longer can scale upwards. However please be sure to submit this regain to the regains page and just specify "May Freebie" in the explanation portion of the form. Please see our monthly plotting post for more details. If you would like to explore parts of the city in their enlarged state, please contact the mod team so we can get you a write-up of what your characters may or may not find! This also goes for if your character has regained any supernatural sensing and you'd like for them to interact with the figments in the woods! Starting on 5/5, the Echo Flower from Undertale will act as your newest world change! Once the event wraps 5/10, the echoing of desires will stop and they will return to providing white noise and echoing the last thing they heard. These flowers will only remain in the woods. Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here.

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[parodeity]

i. may 3rd: meet-and-greet (locked to first-come-first-serve "someone new" so if you've never threaded with dave fingerguns)

[ the world changes, or dave shrinks, or whatever the fuck it is that happens, and dave's reaction is mostly to be tired as hell. it's testing the limits of his "well, whatever, this may as well happen" motto, even though that motto is at times more forced than natural. a very large part of him simply wants to go the fuck back to sleep once he wakes up in a gigantic bed that stretches on for far too long, with a drop off the side that's slightly worrying. however, his parents and at least one of his siblings don't seem to see anything strange with the new state of things, so...

when in doubt, just go with the flow, even if you hate it, right?

getting around is more than a bit harder, but dave's at least faster on his feet than he used to be. still, even he's going to get tired if he tries to dash the entire way across the city to school...so he's not too worried if he doesn't get there. more importantly? pretty quickly after leaving his home he steps on a red circle of light without paying attention. and the music starts. he tries to get off the circle-lit path, but since the circles seem to follow his feet - no matter how fancy his footwork, and you can see dave try to dodge off the lit path too quick to track with the naked eye - he eventually gives up, sighs, and listens to the tunes.

he also eventually starts aimlessly following the circles until his red-circle trail clashes with the circle trail of Someone New. he looks up, shades firmly in place and hands shoved into his jeans pockets, and raises his eyebrows. ]

So, what do you think? Should we be worried about ghosts? Because I'm kinda thinkin' we should be worried about ghosts, with the bgm. [ which is from his phone, although it stops autolooping the second their circles hit, so that's nice. ] It's really too bad the theme never give you like a legit telephone number, not that it'd work, but maybe it would work because rule of stupid?

ii. may 3rd: this is stupid

[ you know what. life is stupid and so is whatever this is, and who knows if it'll ever reverse - but there's a music shop in tisse that dave goes to sometimes and they let people play the piano, and his mom gets sheet music from there, among other things. sometimes he's st at the bench and played whatever came to mind while waiting for her out of boredom.

today, he's standing at the base of the bench foot, and eyeing the climb.

dave's been tired and kind of closed off of late, but the grin he gives whoever is nearby is open and careless for the moment, and not a bit affected. ]

Hey, wanna have some fun? I think I can teach you a dance that'll play us a tune. [ if he has to be tiny and have all this nonsense go on, he is going to at least have one delightful memory to boot, okay. and that means shenanigans and not caring about anything else for at least five minutes. ]

iii. may 4th: errands are a pain in the ass

[ so. freshens. yeah. normally dave is more than happy to grab shit for his mom from the store but it has become significantly harder given how the day is going so when he's sent out for milk he...

well, he can be found on the edge of one of the cooler sections where the milk is kept, balanced without seeming to think about it and a -

yeah he has a sword in his hand, what the fuck dave. ]

...Do you think I can like...drain some by slicin' a hole in like the top into a more, uh, normal sized container? And like pay for the whole thing but.

[ #UNSURE and yet he can't go home until he completes this task. he makes a slicing motion with the sword while he talks, to kind of demonstrate his idea here. he has a bucket?

this is not a well thought out plan but he can't figure out how to carry the jug so uh. ]

iv. may 4th: swirls prompt

[ dave strider is a damn idiot. it's supposed to be a shortcut, maybe, or it's maybe a whim, but either way when he finds his way to a crack where swirls of infinite black and the flickers of space are there, present and daunting, he doesn't run away. when he hears voices he half-remembers or knows better than his own he stops cold and keeps moving, more quickly, even though common sense says it's a trick and he shouldn't. he doesn't have it in him to ignore these voices, or any cry for help, really.

so he pressed on into the mist until he can't see anything and he can't move after some hard to determine amount of time (ten minutes forty-five seconds twenty-three milliseconds - the count springs to mind unbidden, and suddenly he doesn't know how he didn't know before) because they all slam back. every memory he's gotten back, the ridiculously inane and impossible to understand and the things he's been trying to desperately hard not to think about. it's hard to breathe and it's a sharp pain in his chest but his expression doesn't falter even as he takes a shuddering breath.

okay. okay, that happened. that's happening. he's on the roof, both of them, he's lying in the snow, he's on the planet where it's so hot, nearly too hot to breathe easy - dave's fingers flex, and he nearly reaches for his phone, but he doesn't quite.

he tilts his head to the side instead, alerted by some small sound. ]

...Hello? [ he can't see a thing, even when he peers over the tops of his shades for a second, but his voice is as calm and even as he can make it - which is pretty damn steady, actually, and without any visual hints to give away any unease it might be comforting to some. ]

v. may 5th: spiders kinda suck

[ like. not that spiders aren't super great when they're eating insects, but since they're currently big enough to, uh, cause problems for people - well, while it's perfectly all right to jump into a Bug Battle at dave's side (lmk and i can write up a thing or you can do whatever), it's also easy to find him post any number of altercations he couldn't quite avoid, sword in one hand and looking mildly put out every time. he's good despite not being overly thrilled about it. dave moves too fast to see, and he's had more than enough time to master that, and he clearly knows how to use the sword; he clearly has used it for his entire life - only he hasn't, it just feels that way these days.

he'll generally clean the sword after every battle.

it's not always a battle, though - at one point he has to clean spiderweb off the blade, because he cut down a web. he looks kind of apologetic about it, but - ]

Normally it'd be chill, but, uh, are we sure these things won't attack kids? Because...

[ because it's apprassage near the kindergarden and too close to the sidewalk and yeah. ]

vi. bonus: mapocity

[ while i will happily play out getting into retrospec with you and throw me a random starter if you wanna, once inside the map room, dave is eyeing the map with the apple with the smileyface in particular. ]

Do you think if we just -

[ he makes a mimed gesture for drawing. ]

Like, colored over it. It'd go back to normal?

wildcard

[ alternately, please feel free to write something of your own for me if none of those work, and i'll roll with it! i'm also happy to write up special starters for people if you drop me a note on my plotting comment to hash something out! i would absolutely be thrilled to work out any explorations or shenanigans with absolutely anyone, so please feel free to hit me up if nothing here works for you. ]

iii

[splinten]

Hey.

[It's fine, it's just death. He thought that would be all that would really get to him and he could push past him, but it isn't all. There's the candy-coloured nightmare and somehow that's what hits worst. Dying was fine, it hurt but he almost didn't care then with the adrenaline with the purpose but the nightmare gets into him and it makes him want to throw up, it makes him want to just lay down here, die.

Dirk contacted Dave and Roxy earlier to be sure they were okay and he's been pretty obnoxious trying to make them keep him updated since but it took him a day to get the hang of having Evie ride him around and when he came barrelling down the street, looking for Dave, he saw his brother slip into a crack. So he followed, even though he's slipped into one before. He followed even knowing that the sick and miserable feeling would come back.

He followed because his brother was going to get hurt.]

Don't worry, I've got Evie waitin' outside the crack. Like, that's assumin' she doesn't wander off after a ball, but I'm pretty sure she's gotten the message to stay.

I THINK YOU MEAN IV

[parodeity]

[ it's one of the voices he'd followed down, and dave shuts his eyes behind his shades because he knows this one, at least, is real. it's - he's talking about real things, in dirk's even tone, and dave's pretty sure if he just relived everything so did dirk.

he desperately wishes dirk didn't have enough information to make the same connection.

he's quiet for ten seconds and twenty-three milliseconds and - ]

Why would I be worried? I don't need a ride via dog, if that's where this is goin'. I'm pretty sure I can still get to the place I actually meant to go, although I'll admit this shortcut didn't pan out too good. Gotta say the decor is pretty heavy on the end-boss villainy feel, y'know?

v

[toushiro]

[ so uh. hitsugaya was minding his own business until a spider just sort of popped out and blocked his way...and then suddenly, dude comes in with a sword, slices the thing down and just. casually cleans it.

hitsugaya kind of stares for a little while, because, what is a guy doing running around with a sword?

well, it's convenient, at least. ]

I'm pretty sure they'll attack anything our size.

[parodeity]

[ DON'T JUDGE DAVE STRIDER AND HIS SWORD it's not his fault he's stuck with it ]

Yeah, kinda a pain. I don't think people off the network are free of that shit, so...

[ he has? concerns? ]

...IRL just got way more dangerous than anticipated.

MAY 3RD: KASHUU KIYOMITSU

[parodeity]

[ at one point, dave and kashuu will have an entirely normal encounter where nothing weird happens and everything is nice and perfect and neither of them has some weird random new change!

today is not that day.

dave spots kashuu immediately as The Ants Attack. they're like, fire red ants or something. god i don't know bugs aki we're making this shit up ok. they're angry ants. there's a lot of them. it's an ant army. so, while he was about to say hey and actually got through ] Hey - [ that was about when shit went to hell and his sword jumped to his hand out of nowhere. ]

Well, shit. [ eloquent, as he turns more to scan the area. ]

rip in rest ants

[sharplydressed]

[I DON'T KNOW BUGS EITHER but i do know fire ants and that sounds legit

They're definitely much more menacing when he's heckin bite-sized, though. He didn't ask for this life...]

Oh my god— Seriously?! I don't have any sugar on me, go away!

[As if rampaging ants will listen to him... He's automatically reaching for his blade too, which he's been keeping close to his person even before this mess. Why is Recolle trying to get him to return to his kendo roots in the wildest and worst ways...]

MAY 3RD: EIJIROU KIRISHIMA

[parodeity]

[ usually meeting up with cutter is a pretty casually happy time and this is no exception, even though it's not, like, planned. he sees the dude near school and dave's heading over because, hey! friendo! but there's definitely a bug creeping up behind the other guy and he speeds over - way too fast. he blurs in place from where he'd been standing, hand raised, and then he's at cutter's side, sword in hand. ]

Look out. [ AND THERE CAN BE A LOT OF BUGS! ATTACKING! LETS PUNCH BUGS AND KILL THEM! ]

[explodosafe]

[Cutter was still more than a little frazzled over the whole Retrospec and suddenly remembering horses (and that they apparently are tasty but you're not supposed to eat them even though he is pretty sure there's never been an explicit rule against doing that either) thing, not to mention who whole waking up suddenly tiny ...or the city being way too big, hell if he knows... deal.

Making his way to the school had been an adventure and he would have turned around and just went to Majima's more than once if it weren't for his desire to meet a friend who he could trust to tell him whether he was just turning insane or not.]

Oh, hey! Da- [His bright smile switches to a blank look of confusion at the warning, hand still raised to wave in greeting, Cutter being utterly oblivious to the danger behind him being way too obvious. But one didn't grow up in a family with ties to the organized crime like he has without gaining some automatic reflexes from it and one of them was to not waste any time with asking stupid questions like "what?" and "why?" and just duck and get the fuck out when somebody of your allies is courteous enough to shout you a warning.

So he ducks and moves to the side in one fluid motion, cursing under his breath as his brain tries to catch up.]

What the hell- WHOA! FUCK DAMMIT what's that?! Where are those coming from?!

[Okay, bugs sighted, Dave is by his side with a weapon to have his back which is great but why does none of this make any sense?!]

MAY 5TH: DIRK STRIDER

[parodeity]

[ the thing about dave and his whereabouts is that he's getting less and less good about reporting them. to anyone. usually he'd give absolutely everyone in the family updates about where he was going and when and why at probably excessive length and often with information that had nothing to do with anything. recently he's been more prone to vagueness, when he alerts people of what he's up to at all. he still mostly tells rose when he's leaving the house, at least, but doesn't like to give anyone else cause to restrict his movements so he just...does not.

he is also perfectly fine with going out the window at the drop of a hat, although honestly, it's even easier to sneak out when tiny. and when he moves too fast to be caught, anyway. so it's up in the air how long it takes anyone to notice dave's just...not around for the evening. rose might notice and cover, but she might also tell other people. roxy might notice, too. at the very least he simply drops off the face of social media entirely, and while he's been intermittent with twitter and everything else in a way he didn't used to be, he normally does a few random updates throughout the day, fake or affected though they might be.

at the very least his phone is on him, he just...doesn't feel the need to respond to like any messages at all. which he does usually do even when he's avoiding people, if only to insist he isn't avoiding them, clearly.

he gets...pretty far into the woods and the flowers seem...strange, glowing blue and towering, and it feels nostalgic but not quite. there's something here, and he can hear it, and so he follows along because it's better than being at home thinking about memories or whatever else, and, well, why not follow the yellow brick road?

or leap off of it. whichever. it's not like he's had too much trouble keeping anything from killing him for the past few days, so dave is remarkably not concerned about his own welfare. not that he would be if he'd gotten hurt BUT THAT ASIDE. ]

[splinten]

[He doesn't want to hear what he is hearing, but he can't pull away. It's a promise of something else, something more. It promises things he knows he can't have and doesn't deserve, assures him that his desires could be his and that he could be worthy of them.

He can't be. He knows he can't. Maybe that's why he can resist it, or maybe it's the makeshift umbrella. Still, it's tempting, until he sees a shape in the rain.]

Dave.

V

[onceandfuturemascot]

[Alice has a lot of problems with her current situation. She could list them all exhaustively, but mostly she's focusing her attention on running away from the giant spider. And a little bit wondering about fantasy novels and how often this situation comes up therein, but mostly running. Nowhere to really hide from this thing so her current strategy is "run away until it gets bored." Spiders are territorial, right?]

[Anyway have a blonde lady sprinting down the sidewalk, Dave.]

[parodeity]

[ - all right that isn't what he expected and he'll kind of dart to the side until - okay, he sees the problem. and appropriately, he readies his sword. ]

Hey, pick on someone with a weapon, asshole - [ he is Here 2 Help, continue to run or skid to a stop at your leisure, alice. ]

V

[true_noir]

Right now, I think that we are within our rights to assume that spiders are dangerous, yes.

[What a thing to be seeing on their way to work, but at this point Chloe was starting to get used to just about anything. She wasn't even bothering to hide the knives anymore. They were little more than silver metal toothpicks, but they could do damage to these damned oversized arachnids and she was quick enough on her feet to avoid getting caught so long as she avoided the webs.

She frowned, looking at the carcass in front of them while he cleaned his blade.]

Do you think there are brown recluses in this part of the country? I have heard they are quite dangerous.

[parodeity]

I don't think so. I mean - maybe there are? But I've never heard of anyone findin' 'em around the city. Which isn't to say there aren't any to be found, but...

[ it's not like they're living in texas or wherever. ]

Kinda glad we don't live in Australia right about now, right?

vi

[feistytrader]

[...On one hand, that's a pretty big endeavor to take on. Everything is tougher when you're small, and drawing over maps is no exception.

On the other hand, it could potentially lead to apples without faces.]

You want to give it a try?

[parodeity]

[ APPLES WITHOUT FACES: the real dream. dave nods at silver. ]

Sure do. I got some red pencil lead with me, uh. or we can tag team usin' a pen from one of those drawers...

5/04 : IHOP

[livingdeadgirl]

[With all the weird shit taking place over the last couple days, Ami almost forgot about a certain appointment - until school got out on Wednesday and her alarm reminded her. Oh, crap. Well, it's too late to beg off now, and he might even be there already, waiting...

She at least shoots him a text while she's en route.]

hey I'm on my way to IHOP but I'm going to be a little late
on account of being four inches tall
are we still doing that btw?

[parodeity]

we are if you want
but im midway there between the middle school and the ihop
i figured with all the giant bugs an escort mission may not be on the bad side of things
i have a sword
its sharp and shit

[ and it might? be possible to spot dave and his sword depending on where she is on the route, actually. dave apparently doesn't miss appointments! ]

[frisyr]

[ Emil just wanted to take tiny selfies with the record covers, like walking across Abbey Road (groan!) but he pauses at Dave's suggestion. ]

Sure.

But how are you going to get up there?

[ Looks like a long fall down. ]

[parodeity]

Climbin'. [ SURE IS A LONG FALL DOWN, YES. ] I think there's enough decorative wood whirls to make it, though we could also lean like, a guitar up against it or somethin'. Or somethin' more easily moved...

[ HE IS GETTING UP THERE no matter what, though ]

i

[frostythehitman]

[ This whole day so far has been A Goddamn Ordeal, to put it lightly. James is pissed off and, thanks to an incident this morning with an eyeliner pencil twice his size now, certainly looks it. And the Ghostbusters circle trail nonsense was not helping his mood. He fully planned to spend the entire day pointedly ignoring them (even if it meant watching his every step to avoid triggering the song), but it looks like he wasn't going to be that lucky today, because it looks like someone else's Ghostbusters path has led right to him.

He groans. ]

Yeah, sure, ghosts. I bet it's the ghost of every single ant I ever stepped on coming back from the dead to return the favor.

MAY 6TH: ELEANOR LAMB

[parodeity]

[ dave's pretty sure he's never invited eleanor to his house before, but it was less him inviting and more her suggesting power training (which he thinks he offered to do? hard to say) and him agreeing and then saying his place would work. he doesn't really mind having someone toss things at him or whatever and he's honestly curious to see the psychic powers at work - and mildly concerned it might trigger something, but. whatever. he'll deal if and when that comes up?

for now he doesn't have his sword in his hands as of yet but instead stands on his now expansive window sill with his hands on his hips, eyebrows raised. ]

All right, so I hauled up all this stuff [ ...toys. various toys and tiny objects that are large-ish in comparison now ] if you think it'll work out? Or do you need somethin' different?

ii

[covenantal]

A dance?

[ Eyebrows slightly raised, but as he moves to stand beside Dave, he seems pretty game for the idea.

Yu makes his trips to the music store infrequent, out of some weird and perverse desire he's aware is weird and perverse to keep his interest in music hidden from pretty much everyone. He hadn't thought he'd run into anyone he knew here, especially not in the midst of this crisis, but here they are.

He can't help but feel the same way. Eh, fuck it, why not. Though he gives a great appearance of seeming unfazed by all this nonsense, it's more like he's just trying to cope by staying calm.

So he'll smile a little and tilt his head. ]

Sure, why not?

iii

[undergrowl]

[ Koushuu's eyes flick up to the jug, and then to Dave, before moving to the sword. After the past 24 hours, honestly, this kind of thing doesn't really surprise him now. A sword? Why not. Sure, this seems like a totally logical approach to things after being shrunken and the world around you acting like it's normal. Just another weird thing to go with the Retrospec shit.

He sighs softly, one of his eyebrows twitching like he's about to raise it as Dave keeps doing the slicing motion. The original goal of coming in here to grab a protein bar to carry home goes abandoned. ]

I feel like you'd need a container with a lid on it, because you're just asking for it to get spilled on the way home, and then you'd have to come back all over again.