1st craft. [video]

[cheir]

[ This is a very solemn-looking young lady!

... Well, before, it was just black and several noises, one of which sounded like a different application opening entirely and some sounds of hushed frustration because you know what, technology can't love all of us, it is a fickle mistress, etc. But it's okay!! Because the aforementioned young lady is here now and looking so serious that she can't have possibly been frazzled six seconds ago!

No one will ever know. ]

Hello. My name is Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia, and I have a request for those liste-- ah, watching. I've been here a few weeks, and...

[ A pause. The camera slowly tilts to reveal that Fiore's actually sitting in a wheelchair, and there's a certain tightness to her features for those observant enough. As though she's in pain, but happily determined to ignore it and carry on. ]

To phrase it simply, I believe I'll be requiring quite a bit of Chroma for certain purposes, and as such, I'd like to ask if anyone would be willing to... earn it with me. Hand-holding, specifically, as anything beyond that will be entirely determined by the content of your character and only after a lengthy discussion.

[ Okay, so she might not have dealt with hugs or kisses yet, either. Please help her. ]

I understand that this may seem like a lot to ask from someone most of you don't know, but if you'd be willing to discuss this further with me, I'm sure I can find something to offer in return.

Thank you for liste-- watching.

[ It actually takes her like an additional forty seconds to turn it off after she stops speaking, but she's trying. ]

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[hoodstar]

Sure. Time and place?

[cheir]

Whenever you'd like. My apartment should be fine. I'll send you the directions.

[ This will... take.... time.

Because if Fiore is having trouble texting, imagine someone this diligent trying to give detailed directions, but she'll manage. ]

[hoodstar]

( He makes sure to send a text back, saying he’s on his way. While it does take some time to get the directions and follow them out, Ichiro ends up making his way to her place.

He’s not exactly nervous at the prospect but it is pretty new to him. Since he’s hurting for chroma himself, it’ll just help them both out.

So he knocks. )

[cheir]

[ There's a muffled response along the lines of "just a minute", and sure enough, the door opens shortly after. Fiore wheels herself back to give him room to enter, smiling apologetically. ]

I'm sorry for the wait, but thank you for coming out this way.

[hoodstar]

Yeah, ain’t no thing.

( He says reassuringly, holding up a hand as if to say peace. He steps in indeed, looking around the place. His own is a bit cluttered, even if he doesn’t spend much time indoors.

He doesn’t exactly wanna just jump into things, but he does kick off his shoes and come a little more into the place. )

You settling in here okay? It’s been a bit of a time for me.

[cheir]

It's been...

[ ... Fiore hesitates for a moment, coming to a halt and glancing down at her hands. ]

... Interesting. It's very different from what I've known, so adjusting's been a little more difficult than what I would have liked.

[hoodstar]

( He nods, taking a couple more tentative steps inside before he collapses on a sofa. )

Word to me. It’d be easier if I knew someone but, eh, what can you do?

( That ... is it’s own problem. Even if he could bring his brothers, would he want to? Could he make that call? )

[cheir]

Endure, I suppose. And adapt. Even though it isn't...

[ She pauses, a quick grimace of pain flickering across her face as her hands tighten on the arms of her wheelchair. It's gone almost instantly, and Fiore continues as though none of that had happened. ]

... Particularly easy.

[hoodstar]

( His voice is soft when he speaks, eyebrows knit upwards in a sort of apologetic expression. )

Aw, hey, I didn’t bring up anything bad, did I?

[cheir]

Ah-- no, it's nothing you've done!

[ He doesn't need to look like a kicked puppy with sad Christmas eyes, Fiore is already waving a hand in equally apologetic dismissal. ]

It's just a... condition I have.

[ It was not a sad grimace, it was an ow grimace, so nothing for him to feel bad about. ]

[hoodstar]

Right, word.

( He offers a small smile instead. )

You don't have to talk about it if you don't wanna, but if you need to I can listen.

[cheir]

... I can't use my legs. But they still cause me pain at times.

[ This is the abridged version. ]

[hoodstar]

( Ichiro nods some, feeling a bit of regret; did he accidentally goad her into the admission ... ? He won't prod any further, at least true to the sentiment behind his prior statement. )

Sorry if that was too personal ...

[cheir]

No, not at all. You were just concerned, weren't you?

[hoodstar]

Yeah. I wouldn't dream of prying or anything.