un: disconinjafrog - questions at 2am [fwd dated to the 6th]

[dj_jiraiya]

sorry if this has been asked before

every1's super active on this thing but i got a question that's been buggin me 4 awhile now

i wasnt at the nothing adventure thing, but i was around 4 the casino shindig and all that jazz

they have customs 4 chroma like a good luck hug or kiss before going off 2 fight or w/e rite? but like

i thought they couldnt make chroma? thats y we're "blessed" and stuff, rite? so how do they have customs 4 somethin like that if they cant do the thing that we can do?

they never had it in the 1st place, rite? it's weird.

if some1 already asked then can u just direct me 2 that post, pls? thx!

[this is also happening at like, the middle of the night because someone's sick and can't sleep.]

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[chichichi]

[ It isn't like Setsura can blame him. She couldn't have blamed him had he gotten snappish with her with the way she's pressing; though, she notices and appreciates that he isn't. She's witnessed illness enough in her life to know it doesn't tend to do much of anything positive for one's mood. She's not going to apologize, though. She'd been -- well, she is a little worried even if it isn't written all over her face in glaring red ink.

She steps inside, content to follow his lead, already wondering what sort of soup she should make. Something from home definitely. ]

Do you like miso?

[dj_jiraiya]

Yeah, sure. If there isn't any tofu in it.

[ He sat down at the couch, curling up against the arm and pulling a blanket over his lap. He scooted down just enough to lay his head on the arm as well, sighing tiredly. The trek to the door from his room took a lot more out of him that he realized and he pulled the blanket up to his face to cough.]

I have some left over chicken soup in the fridge though, Lie Ren made me some. I'll have some later.

[chichichi]

[ No tofu. Got it. ]

I won't keep you too long. You sound tired and I should have a look at what I've got available. A little variety might do you some good.

[ Although it's good he has a friend so considerate as to make something for him when he's sick. Lie Ren, huh? She'll have to remember that name. ]

[dj_jiraiya]

That's because I am tired.

[ It was more a mumble now, staring blearily at the blank television set across the room. It was well past midnight so the anxiety of it turning on wasn't there, but he still felt like he was just going to see flicker any second now for some reason. He sighed, eyes moving to a well made fox plushie sitting next to it that Kanji had made and given to him for free. He had an urge to hold it but he didn't want to get up again and that was just stupid anyway.

He closed his eyes and turned his face further into the couch arm. ]

Honestly, I don't think I have stuff for miso, haven't had a chance to go to the store.

[ He also didn't know how to make miso soup so he wouldn't even know what to buy. ]

[chichichi]

Leave it to me.

[ It's four simple words, but no sooner than they're out of Setsura's mouth does she pause, having realized them, the magnitude of her having uttered them in the first place. It feels right, though. Natural, she thinks, that she'd say that particular phrase to Yosuke. Her eyes slide across the room to that fox plushie, having followed his gaze a moment earlier, then back to him again. ]

Why don't you try to get some sleep, hmm?

[dj_jiraiya]

Mm... I hadn't really been able to sleep this whole time.

[ he closed his eyes nonetheless, drawing up the blanket a little closer to his face. he coughed into it and then settled once more. his throat didn't burn at least, he got past that phase a bit quicker than he thought he would but he wasn't going to look at a gift horse in the mouth. ]

Y'don't have to stick around.

[chichichi]

I'll see myself out.

[ And she intends to, but first, she turns her gaze on that fox plushie. Hmmm... ]

[dj_jiraiya]

[ he kind of didnt want her to leave but there just didn't seem to be a point in having her stay just to watch him lay around. he hummed an affirmative instead, letting the tiredness finally pull him under into a somewhat fitful slumber. his cough wasn't so bad that he'd wake himself up and his couch was comfortable enough for now. ]

[chichichi]

[ As quick as he is to fall asleep, she doesn't make it to the door before she pauses in stepping and turns her gaze back to him. Turning back, she crosses the room to carefully pluck up the plushie and -- and pause because how is it that soft in addition to being that cute, that well-made? She might have to ask him where he got it, but that can wait until another time. There are more pressing matters at the moment like closing the distance between herself and Yosuke and carefully tucking that plush little fox in with him for the remainder of the night. Maybe adjusting the blanket so as to be a little more secure. She watches him for a brief moment, lifting a hand to rest it atop his head for a solid second, then rises and moves for the door. That miso soup isn't going to make itself, after all. ]