Setsura Yamaguchi | 山口 節羅 (
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I'm looking for my -- [ "leaf," wait -- no one but her and Lewin has any inkling what the hell that means, so, and smoothly for all that she sounds more than less on the urgent side ] -- Lightning. Iris... really gets away with him.
[ As though that explains everything. She glances at the camera. Her hair is utterly windswept, some of the feathers in it dancing as she walks the streets, her steps brisk, purposeful. Her nose? Red. She's been out for a while now, the black feathers of her collar tugged snug against her neck. Straight to the chase. ]
If you're from Earth, you may recognize him as American. Mm, he's about [ please hold, she's crunching this in her head ] one hundred and seventy-seven centimeters. [ She's certain. ] He's --
[ Here, that's what her hand says as she grinds to a halt and tugs the camera back so her audience can see. She makes an even cut through the air above and beside her, like she knows exactly where, how he fits with her. Like that helps anyone figure out anything other than the fact that she's short if they're attentive to her height against background details. ]
-- this tall, but he's not bulky or too slight. [ And she's stepping again, talking as she turns an ear in listening and scans the area with keen eyes. Holding little things back. ]
You might not be able to tell because he dresses like a hobo. I'm not exaggerating. There's holes and stains in his clothes and he doesn't care about fashion at all. Tee shirts, capris, boots -- you can find him in layers sometimes and his shoes won't be clean. If they are, it's not him.
He has... so much black hair and it's always so messy. [ But it doesn't sound like she minds? ] It's always in front of his eyes, so you can't see them most of the time. [ A glance. Look. ] I cannot emphasize how messy it is. It looks like he hasn't brushed it in a week, maybe ever. [ She's gesturing with her free hand, outlining a shape at her head now. ] Iris gives him these... bat ears. They're huge, about as big as his head put together, and they stick out a bit, like this. They're really furry! [ Who's excited? Fond?? Sobering a little. ] He's usually got this big smile or a grin on his face that'll show off a mouth full of pointy teeth now. His voice is a lot like his expression. It's big, real cheerful with a thick accent, Texan if that means anything to you. That twang is distinct from anything around here. [ She's fond. Oh! ] And he's got stubble. His face is unshaven, but there's no substantial mustache or beard. [ Yet. ]
Has anyone seen him? [ She gives the camera her full attention now, exhales a small cloud of white. Please, if you've seen her idiot hobo... ]
[ As though that explains everything. She glances at the camera. Her hair is utterly windswept, some of the feathers in it dancing as she walks the streets, her steps brisk, purposeful. Her nose? Red. She's been out for a while now, the black feathers of her collar tugged snug against her neck. Straight to the chase. ]
If you're from Earth, you may recognize him as American. Mm, he's about [ please hold, she's crunching this in her head ] one hundred and seventy-seven centimeters. [ She's certain. ] He's --
[ Here, that's what her hand says as she grinds to a halt and tugs the camera back so her audience can see. She makes an even cut through the air above and beside her, like she knows exactly where, how he fits with her. Like that helps anyone figure out anything other than the fact that she's short if they're attentive to her height against background details. ]
-- this tall, but he's not bulky or too slight. [ And she's stepping again, talking as she turns an ear in listening and scans the area with keen eyes. Holding little things back. ]
You might not be able to tell because he dresses like a hobo. I'm not exaggerating. There's holes and stains in his clothes and he doesn't care about fashion at all. Tee shirts, capris, boots -- you can find him in layers sometimes and his shoes won't be clean. If they are, it's not him.
He has... so much black hair and it's always so messy. [ But it doesn't sound like she minds? ] It's always in front of his eyes, so you can't see them most of the time. [ A glance. Look. ] I cannot emphasize how messy it is. It looks like he hasn't brushed it in a week, maybe ever. [ She's gesturing with her free hand, outlining a shape at her head now. ] Iris gives him these... bat ears. They're huge, about as big as his head put together, and they stick out a bit, like this. They're really furry! [ Who's excited? Fond?? Sobering a little. ] He's usually got this big smile or a grin on his face that'll show off a mouth full of pointy teeth now. His voice is a lot like his expression. It's big, real cheerful with a thick accent, Texan if that means anything to you. That twang is distinct from anything around here. [ She's fond. Oh! ] And he's got stubble. His face is unshaven, but there's no substantial mustache or beard. [ Yet. ]
Has anyone seen him? [ She gives the camera her full attention now, exhales a small cloud of white. Please, if you've seen her idiot hobo... ]
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i could use the company
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but, i mean
cute, accessible, present hobo versus girl i have to speed dial??
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would it be better to take two at once
or go back to back
with iris it might be better to spread it out a little
maybe i'll find more than one knock-off hobo
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you're adorable
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Firstly, and this part is incredibly important, let her just clarify real quick here so that they're on the same page: ]
I am NOT adorable.
[ Do you see the caps she used there, JJ? Secondly, ]
It really isn't like that.
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such belief
you're adorable and it's good you care as much as you do and are understanding
my fiance would be losing her mind if i went running off like that, i'm sure
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[ SETSURA. ]
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i don't think they're the same!! i just think it's cool how calm you are even though i know you're worried!!
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Is that what this is about? You've been trying to keep me from worrying this whole time?
[ Ye, boi! She's calling you out now. ]
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we're friends so that's the way it goes when you're friends with king jj
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[ Wait for it. ]
Thank you, JJ.
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of course! i mean...
i like to see my friends feeling okay
i don't know if that's sappy just
normal?
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100%
canadian maple syrup
so maybe sappy is just my normal
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of course!
i already am helping locate your authentic, 100% boyfriend :)
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[ Yeah, Setsura. You only called him "my Lightning" in the first statement of the broadcast, but JJ "Authentic 100% Canadian Maple Syrup" Leroy has questionable reading comprehension. ]
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has two eyes
and saw
at least two instances of you claiming him
like
okay
but totally your not-boyfriend or
not your lightning
got it
believe you
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[ She doesn't hesitate. In fact, her fingers flew with speed and certainty with the first statement and the second statement came so naturally to her as though it explains everything because to her it does even though she's never expanded, never put it into more words.
She should put more down. Comment about how syrup doesn't have eyes to see anything visible or not, but there's something about this, something rattling around inside her that hasn't quite stopped since she read the words "not your lightning". She's... only just now finishing reading JJ's text.
What is this? He's hers. She knows. She has no doubt, but this feeling... ]
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yours
your person
a special person
for you
i know setsura
you don't have to explain to me
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You're thick like syrup. He's obviously important to me, but you're misunderstanding things.
[ Isn't he? That she'd even think to question it is... stupid. She needs to calm down. There's no reason for anything to be rattling around inside her. She's thirsty, maybe, and hungry -- it's true, she's been out here how long now? -- and some kind of tired, but the last thing isn't anything new. ]
You've got no idea.
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please explain
what i'm misunderstanding
because the actual words i'm reading included the words 'boyfriend' and 'my'
which idk maybe they mean different things where you're from??? like
are they just fun nicknames for your pal????
also btw i can text and walk so i am searching
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